Sae comes home after a long trip away from Madrid
established relationship; sae as clingy bf; sae itoshi is whipped your honor, shidou joins sae in re al (bc they’re bestfriends)
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It’s past 3 am, and you’re sound asleep. The apartment is quiet and dark, washed in the moonlight and the distant glow of the city. It’s quite comfortable really, but somehow lonely in your king-sized bed which clearly is too big for your small frame. Something – or rather someone is missing.
The main door opens unbeknownst to you. A suitcase rolls across the floor, shoes are quietly being discarded. Sae moves through the apartment in quiet, measured steps, his broad shoulders heavy with exhaustion. He walks through the kitchen and opens the fridge, grabs a bottle of water, and tilts his head back for a long drink. He’s incredibly tired and jetlagged, muscles sore from the everyday rigorous trainings and games throughout the season. All he wants right now (every second of the day, actually) is to have you in his arms.
He cracks his stiff neck, his hands rubbing the back of it with a low sigh as he tries to ease the ache. All he got to do is shower first.
Fresh from the shower, steam clings to him as he enters the bedroom, with a towel wrapped low around his hips and another draped over his head. He rummages through the closet, careful not wake you up. He grabs a pair of fresh boxers to put on, preferring to sleep without a shirt. He rubs his hair with the towel, trying to dry it off as quickly as possible.
He approaches your sleeping figure and comes down on one knee to stare at your slumbering face. His cold expression softens instantly. He brushes a few strands of hair away from your face, thumb tracing your cheek with tenderness only you can get out from Sae. God, he missed you. He missed you in every second you were apart. He breathes out in relief. Finally home. He presses a soft kiss on your forehead before finally slipping under the covers.
You’re not a light sleeper at all but you somehow stir when Sae pulls you in to his chest. His familiar scent hits you first - clean, sharp and unmistakably Sae. Your chest tightens with relief as you try to crack your eyes open.
“Sae?” You mumble, voice horse from sleep.
Sae pauses, lightly taken aback by your voice. “Did I wake you up, angel? Im sorry” He kisses your temple, gentle and apologetic.
You smile faintly at the kiss, “I’m glad you did”
“Welcome home” You nuzzle closer to his chest, breathing him in. “I thought you wouldn’t be back until tomorrow night?”
“That was the plan," he murmurs, tightening his hold on you. "But I wanted to rebook the earliest flight as possible. Better to come home to you as soon as possible than spend the entire flight with those idiots” By idiots he means his teammates.
Shidou was definitely ready to take the separate flight with him. Sae deadpans as he remembers Shidou yelling ‘Take me with you, daddy long lashes! You can’t leave me alone here!’ as he banged the door after Sae locked him in the hotel room, took the keys and gave it to Shidou’s agent. What a pain.
You lightly shook your head at his comment. “Better than not getting any sleep Sae. You literally just had a game this afternoon” You lightly scold him as you look up to him.
Sae’s lips quirk up a little at your worried expression, amused. “Yes yes, I’m sorry” He dips down to kiss your lips - soft and slow. His fingers cup your chin, guiding your lips against his with a hunger he's been holding back for weeks.
He kisses you with fervour but gentle, as if he's trying to pour every sleepless night and every moment of longing into the way his lips move against yours.
Sae props himself up on his left elbow without breaking the kiss. He shifts himself so that he’s lying on top of you now, his right knee sliding in between your legs. You wrap your arms around his neck, fingers threading through his damp hair.
You pause and pull back slightly from the kiss, breathless. “Did you even get any sleep?”
But Sae ignores your question, mouth trailing down your neck, giving you light kisses, too focused in reacquainting himself with every inch of you. I’ll choose this over any sleep anytime, he thinks.
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The oven hums softly behind you. When the timer beeps, you slip on your mitts to take out your homemade frittata, placing it carefully on the counter.
Nice. You turn back to the stove, the turkey bacon sizzling loudly in the pan. You grab the tongs and start flipping each piece. Breakfast is almost set – well brunch actually. This should be healthy and protein-rich enough for Sae’s diet. You just hope it’s equally yummy. You’ve always loved cooking for Sae, especially after a long time of being apart. It's one of the ways you express your affection towards him.
But Sae’s diet is far stricter than what you’d like so you can’t exactly feed him whatever delicious food you crave for. There would be certain nights that would call for a late night snack like pizza, which Sae would describe as 'a sad excuse for a dish, pretending obesity can be served with a side of tomato'. So you just give him a stink eye and stick your tongue out. Whatever, you’re not the one missing out on a cultural masterpiece. Nevertheless, Sae would still accompany you without eating, smiling fondly as you stuff your mouth like a chipmunk.
Your train of thoughts suddenly gets interrupted when a pair of strong arms encircle your waist. Your boyfriend's chest presses against your back, his face dropping down to nuzzle into the crook of your neck. You melt instantly and smiled at this, he’s always been affectionate towards you. The media would definitely get a heart attack if they see this sight of him. There are only two moods Itoshi Sae is known for: unbothered and irritated. Anything but that is never recorded in history before, so says his fanbase.
“Good morning, sleepyhead”
“Good morning, angel” His voice is deep and rough - even deeper now that he's just woken up. He plants a kiss on your shoulder.
"Did you sleep well?" You raised one arm and caress his soft, maroon hair affectionately.
"Mhm. Best sleep I've had in the past 2 months" His voice is muffled against your neck.
"Hmm I coud tell. You were snoring" You tease him, a cheeky smile on your face. You turn off the stove and turn towards the fridge. Meanwhile, Sae never took his arms off you, following you in every step, your back pressed against his chest.
He lifts his head, scandalized "Did I?", the unbelief on his deep voice. You laugh. He must have been very tired. He normally doesn't snore except after long flights or after brutal, back-to-back training days.
You open the fridge and grab a bottle of kombucha. "Here you go" He looks up from your neck, releases you and drinks the kombucha.
"Help me prepare the plates Sae?" You ask as you transfer the bacon from the pan to a plate.
He does, quietly, still half-asleep, still glued to your side. When the table is set, he gives you a side hug and kisses your forehead sweetly, "You're the best".
You smile. "You're welcome"
You're chewing on your bacon when Sae speaks, his voice low and casual. "Let's go out for dinner later. There's this restaurant Girolan suggested for us to go to."
You look up at him, pause then swallow your bacon. "Which restaurant?"
"You'll see. Get ready by seven, angel" You see, here's a thing about Sae. When he plans a date with you, he never asks if you want to go. He always make room for you in his busy schedule, not wasting any time especially when you're free. That's one of the things you love about him, he always initiates.
You immediately rack up your brain for an outfit for later. Knowing Sae, he intends for a fancy restaurant.
And that's how you find yourself skimming through your closet a few hours later. A dress. A dress. A dress. Something classy, cute, and a little sexy – all in one. Okay, calm down you've got this. Don't sweat now, you've already done your hair and makeup.
Meanwhile, Sae waits on the couch, scrolling through his phone. He's dressed in black trousers and loafers, paired with a white buttoned shirt, with a few buttons undone on his collar. He took a glance at his watch, its nearly 7pm. He stands to go check up on you, but comes to halt when you step into the living room.
Your boyfriend is left stunned as he caught sight of you. His breath catches as you stand there, dressed in a butter yellow dress flowing right down your ankle, with a low v-neck line which features loose draping at the shoulders. You look radiant.
Sae walks toward you slowly, his hands finding your waist. His vibrant teal eyes trail down your figure, and you feel your face heat up as if his stare burns you. "You look beautiful, my angel" He dips down his head to meet you with a soft kiss.
"Thank you. You look charming” You tug lightly at his collar and rests both your hands on his cheeks.
He's always been handsome, beautiful even - only a fool would deny that. He stands tall, striking, and muscular. His usual cold glare sharp enough he can make anyone sweat easily. No one can deny his intimidating aura, especially on the field. And yet here he stands, melting for you.
"You’re lucky I’m taking you out," he murmurs, voice low. "Otherwise this would be off of you already” Heat floods your face. His deep voice making your insides turn. His grip tightens on your waist as he leans in for another kiss – a long and desperate one. His mouth trying to devour your lips, as if they were the dinner he intended.
You pull away from the kiss then push his chest lightly, knowing one second more would lead to another. ”Don’t be cheeky now, we’ll be late”
Your boyfriend drops his forehead to your neck, inhaling your scent. He swallows and takes a deep breath, fighting every urge he has to swoop you away in his arms.
He settles for a soft kiss on your neck. “Let’s go” He straightens, takes your hand, and leads you out to the parking lot.
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The drive to the restaurant is short. 20 minutes at most. Sae parks the car, steps out, then circles around the car to open the door for you, ever the gentleman.
"Watch your head" He says as you duck out. He takes your hand, fingers warm around yours, and leads you toward the restaurant.
Inside, the receptionist immediately recognizes Sae and greets you both. She checks the reservation at the monitor, grabs two menus, and starts leading you two to a private table by the window. You scan the area, only a few people occupy it, with tables far apart each other. It's good for privacy.
Sae pulls out your chair before sitting across from you. The waitress places the two menus down and leaves. You skim through the menu. They're all pricey, what did you even expect. Not that the price is relevant compared to Sae's salary - and all the more reason Sae spoils you without hesitation.
You look up from the menu and catch Sae staring at you. His expression is unreadable but his eyes are warm.
"What?" You ask, flustered.
"Nothing" he murmurs. His voice drops slightly, “You look beautiful”
You let out a spluttered sound, face heating up. Sae has always been bold and direct, far away from shy, but somehow his honesty still catches you off guard.
He observes your reaction and the corner of his mouth lifting into a knowing smirk. He smirks. He's clearly satisfied of your reaction. Oh the gall.
You school your facial expression and clear your throat, desperate to regain composure. "How is Girolan?" You ask, shifting the topic. You adore that sweet man, he's practically family. The apartment sure is lively whenever Girolan is there managing Sae's schedule - well mostly you and Girolan are lively.
"Well that's good. he must have been stressing when you suddenly wanted to rescehdule your flight" You give Sae a pointed look.
"It wasn't much, we took a private jet" Your boyfriend mutters, glowering. You lightly shook your head at this, smiling.
You're mid cutting your steak when Sae's phone suddenly buzzes on the table.
His expression immediately darkens.
You immediately get worried of this, "What is it?" You reach for his hand on the table
Sae takes a pause. "Shidou"
Ah. You get worried for nothing. He's probably trolling Sae.
Sae turns his phone toward you. It's a picture of Shidou, tears streaming, holding a wet tissue dramatically. Below the picture, he texts, 'So lonely in the airport Sae-chan'
You burst out laughing, and Sae deadpans. "I swear I'll block him"
"Sae, he's literally crying. Why didn't you take him with you?"
"I locked him in his room"
Sae narrows his eyes. "He deserved it. Don't laugh too much. He'll think you like him"
His lips parted, scandalized. "Angel". There's a hint of disbelief and jealousy on his tone, but you catch the faint twitch at the corner of his mouth. He's trying not to smile. He always does this when you tease him, even if he pretends otherwise.
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You're walking back to the car when Sae's phone buzzes again. He checks it. You take a glance at his phone too, looking over his shoulder.
It's Shidou again. Another crying selfie. This time he's hugging an Itoshi Sae stuffed toy on his chest like a lifeline.
Below, he texts, 'I miss you Sae-chan' with crying emoji and heartbroken emojis.
Sae stops walking and stares at the screen. Then he exhales an irritated breath, and you see his eyebrow twitching. "I'm blocking him"
You laugh so hard you have to hold onto Sae's arms to support you. His irritated gaze flicks to you, his face softening as he watches you struggle to stop your laughter.
He shook his head, amused. He leans down and kisses your temple. "Let's go home"
"Can you ask Shidou where he got that plushie? I want one too"
Sae stops walking again and gives you a look so flat and unimpressed it could kill a man. "Don't start"
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