a/n: an old classmate recognized me yesterday from 4 ish years ago and I was inspired to make this
context: you've made a quick run to the grocery store when you run into someone an old friend. [AGED UP Isagi Yoichi]
You gathered possibly the laziest outfit known to mankind. I mean, it wasn't like you were about to strut down the runway, you just needed a quick stop at the grocery store. There was no point in getting all dolled up as if there would be some celebrity just strolling around, right?
You took your time: scanning the isles, checking the expiration date, considering your options—the usual. Right, you almost forgot about the eggs. You took little time inspecting the box, instead taking an interest to the small cookie treats that happened to be on display nearby.
As you placed the eggs into your half-full cart, you grabbed the cookies. You hummed to yourself, remembering when you used to share them with Yoichi as children.
See, the two of you grew up basically attached by the hip. Your mother was friends with his and, naturally, they wanted the two of you to get along. You recalled all the silly memories with him from when you were in your diapers all the way to high-school. Such a shame he was now pursuing his soccer career and had to constantly travel.
Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard a voice call out your name. You turned, eyes widening when you saw who stood in front of you. Yoichi Isagi. The egoist, the golden boy of Blue Lock. Your long forgotten best friend.
Was he hallucinating? Was that really you? His eyes were wide, not expecting to run into his childhood crush at the grocery store. The season had just ended and he finally got to come home. You certainly looked different, he thought. Not in a bad way, heck, you looked even prettier than Yoichi remembered. He felt his face heat up as he analyzed your simplistic 'lazy' outfit. You were dressed in jean shorts with a shoulder cut shirt of SpongeBob. Complimented by mismatched socks and a nice sturdy pair of crocs. Not the most flattering, I know, but Isagi had different thoughts about it.
"Yoichi?" The striker could hear the growing grin in you tone. He smiled bashfully at you, feeling all shy like a high-school girl in love.
"How are you?" He asked, unsure of how to greet you, settling on an awkward hug with one arm.
"I'm good, y'know, still hanging around the same places." You explained, eventually checking up on him "What about you? How's your career going? Y'still the best player?" You slipped in hints of praise.
Yoichi chuckled, still a bit entranced by your beauty, but not wanting to be rude. "It's pretty smooth, there's some obstacles, but I can handle it." He spoke rather shyly towards you, the polar opposite of his personality on the field.
After you conversed in the middle of a grocery store for about 10 ish minutes, you eventually exchanged numbers. Isagi felt on top of the world, and now you were asking if he wanted to come over? He would accept in a heartbeat.
"Agh, sorry. I forgot. You're probably busy right?" You frowned slightly staring at him with those doe eyes that made his legs jelly. "Huh..? Oh no! Not at all! Haha.. I'm free for you! I'm always free..!" Shoot, that sounded really weird. The sprout-head was obviously not the best with his words. Could you really blame him though? Just the sight of you made him feel weak.
"Really?" You exclaimed, happy that Yoichi was so open to you. "Well, then I'll see you at my apartment! I'll send you the location, see you soon, Yoichi!" You chirped, waving gleefully as you made your way to your car.
"Yeah!" He smiled "see you soon.." Did he always act like such a dork in front of you? He certainly felt like one because of his sweaty palms from just talking to you.
Ding!
You had sent the address with a little note:
0000 ____ Rd
See u soon <33 ^^ 6:23
He smiled making his way to the car. He was so screwed.
a/n: im probably gonna makes this a series or something once I learn how to link things
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context: nagi showed up late to your arcade date and sees another guy chatting it up with you!
Nagi groaned, reaching for his phone after taking arguably the best nap of his life. He yawned, taking his time. Shit. 1:32, he was currently 32 minutes late to your date at the arcade. Below sat an array of notifications from you asking of his whereabouts.
Now don't get him wrong, Seishiro was not one known to worry about being late. Thankfully, the striker made an exception for his one and beloved girlfriend: you. So here he is, driving rather quickly on the road, a stark contrast to his usual 25 mph driving. To his surprise, traffic was not as bad as he thought it would be, having arrived to the large mall in just 15 minutes. He speed-walked to the arcade, brushing past a few strangers on his mission. Nagi checked his phone; 1:42. He hoped you wouldn't be too mad.
As Seishiro scanned the games he suspected you'd be interested in, he overheard an awfully energetic voice that had not seemed to stop every since he'd arrived. The striker turned his head to see a boy around his age with deep brown eyes complimented with cocoa colored hair. A genuine smile was plastered on his face, which was being presented to..you??
Nagi's eyebrows knitted together as he felt a pit in his stomach. He didn't know what this gut-wrenching feeling was but he knew he did not enjoy it. The way that boy kept chatting it up with you made Seishiro feel uneasy. And the worst part? You were smiling back at him.
You glanced at your phone, suppressing the annoyance of your boyfriend's ignorance. Whatever, this kind guy had also shown up alone and the two of you spent the afternoon mainly playing air hockey and a plethora of other games to make up for it! You were delighted to have a buddy with you.
Just as you're about to scout for the next game to play, you feel a pair of warm, long hands snake around your waist. A nose nuzzles into your neck breathing in your vanilla lotion, a habit only one person does often enough for you to remember.
"Who's your friend, baby?" A familiar voice questions loud enough for the other body to hear.
Surely this guy would take the hint, right?
"Oh hey, I'm Sato!" (I looked up Japanese names on google 💔💔)
"Nagi." The giant said stiffly. He paused, "Sorry, but we're a bit busy, it was nice to meet you. Talk later, yeah?" And just like that, the boy turned on his foot, gripping your hand tighter than usual without even waiting for a response. Just before you could get out of his line of sight he called out, "Call me!" Seishiro huffed, increasing his sloth-like pace.
"What was that?" You interrogated, watching your grumpy boyfriend win you prizes to make up for whatever mess of a date this was. It seemed the striker had settled down, his stiff posture relaxing. "Dunno. Jus' don't do that anymore.. please?" He pleaded quietly, staring at you with those grey half-lidded eyes you'd come to love.
After many, many games, your once empty arms were now carrying all the plushies you dreamed of winning. It seemed that Seishiro had won you back, for now. As the two of you entered the striker's car, you turned to face in the passenger's seat.
"Sei," you began
"Hm?"
"Y'know I love you, right?"
"Mhm."
You leaned over, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, combing his messy white locks that were slightly blocking his view.
"Love you too, angel." He murmured quietly.
The pit in his stomach had filled with butterflies.
a/n: im drowning someone give me ideas of what to write/reqs. writers block 💔
context: just as the two of you are starting to drift off rin suddenly sits up, agitated
You lay on your side, feeling yourself slowly drift off into sleep when your boyfriend suddenly breaks the silence.
"Why'd you stop?"
His voice is rough and low, a hint of annoyance laced in his words. You squint at his figure that is now sat up, rubbing your eyes drowsily. Rin stares daggers at you, clearly expecting a response. Unfortunately, you have no idea what he's talking about. From your perspective, everything was going perfectly well; the two of you were sitting on the couch, doing your own thing, getting all cozy and now he's suddenly mad at you.
You groan, your system slowly starting up again. "Stop what??" After staring at each other in silence for few moments, Rin huffs, laying back down and crossing him arms. He felt incredibly silly to say the least.
Quietly, the boy guides your hand towards his deep teal locks. Oh. You understood now; you stopped stroking his hair, the drowsiness had overtook your senses and now he was upset, but too prideful to admit it.
As you glanced over, you noticed the bright red color that dusted the boy's ears. You grinned, taking the hint, but oh, did it take all your willpower not to mess with the already exhausted striker.
Rin drifted off for the second time with the help of your magical hands that massaged his scalp just perfectly. Soon after, you eventually fell into a deep sleep as well.
Safe to say, Rin definitely noticed the little things.
a/n: little drabble i guess sorry for the repetition of words i was in a rush 💔💔
context: you've been dating yoichi for a bit and hes still adjusting. (you guys are on a walk at the park)
Isagi nervously glanced over for the nth time that night. Gosh, since when was he such a chicken? The two of you had been seeing each other for about a month, but it seemed as if you were the only one brave enough to interact with the other. All truth be told, Yoichi really, really, liked you and was genuinely terrified of messing up. So here he is, wiping his hand on his coat once again because what if you thought he was all gross and sweaty? The poor boy looked like he was about to cry. After what felt like an eternity, Yoichi found the confidence to intertwine pinkies.
He shut his eyes, preparing for the worst possible scenario his bizarre mind had come up with. However, fate seemed to have other plans for the sprout-head. Just as he was about to retract his finger, he felt a hand grip his own. Isagi peeped one eye open, then another after realizing that you had simply continued your story as if this didn't affect you at all.
"..and that's basically what went on today!" You chirped brightly, your thumb beginning to softly stroke the boy's knuckles. Yoichi nodded, offering a friendly smile as if he were listening the entire time and not have a complete breakdown over holding your soft, plush hand.
As both of you came to a halt, you took a step closer to the striker, all smiles as if you didn't completely ruin him with that citrus-sweet grin. You tip-toed pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "I love you, Yoichi." You whispered while pulling away. Isagi stared at you in shock, bringing a hand to hover over the spot you kissed. He felt the heat rush to his entire face, burning a deep scarlet color as he stuttered out, "Uh y-yeah love you too." He felt like a high-school girl in those cheesy animes, tripping over his words. The boy's chest thumped loudly, you were truly breathtaking--he wondered how he had managed to pull a goddess like you.
Knowing that someone like you loved him, he smiled and gripped your hand a fraction tighter. Maybe it wasn't so hard as he thought.
I like gummy worms ⬆️
Idk how to feel about this is rushed the end cuz it's 3 in the morning
