#blue lock fandom

cw | suggestive

᧔࿔᧓ michael kaiser, teddy knight, rin itoshi, meguru bachira

MICHAEL KAISER

kaiser never really liked that you wore clothes that were so. . . figure-showing. but it wasn’t like he could tell you to get new clothes. you just wouldn’t fucking listen.

and time and time again, kaiser finds himself in the same situation. this time? you two were out wandering a market. you and him had split up shortly, with you checking out keychains at one of the shops.

“hello, cutie,” purred a stranger’s voice from behind you.

you whipped around, seeing a person you absolutely do not know. not to mention they were visibly looking you up and down.

“oh, hi,” you replied, your tone dismissive. you turned back around, hoping they’d get the hint.

“has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?” they asked. no, of course they didn’t get the hint.

you look over your shoulder at them, your tone pensive, “uh—”

but before you could answer, kaiser’s familiar voice cut through the conversation.

“excuse me, who are you?” he asked the stranger.

they widened their eyes, taken aback to see such a well-famed person. who appeared to be in relations to you.

“oh— i—”

“go away,” kaiser scoffed.

they nodded timidly, walking off obediently. kaiser slightly smirked, putting his hands on his hips with self-pleasure.

. . . but it went away immediately when he looked over at you.

“what’d i tell you about wearing clothes like that? it makes me put in extra work in keeping you around,” he told you hoarsely.

“you can’t dictate what i wear,” you argue, already done with the conversation. considering it was a conversation you two have had a thousand times.

he stepped closer to you, looking down at you with narrowed eyes. “why not? i don’t like when other people see you. . .” he looked you up and down. “like this.”

you crossed your arms, tensing your brows. “shut it, micha.”

he backed away, shrugging his shoulders. “fine. but don’t expect the same fairness at home.”

“huh?! what’s that supposed to mean?”

he grabbed your wrist, leading you to whatever next shop he was going to take you. “hm. you tell me.”

Isagi

He doesn’t really mind that his s/o has a big chest. He’s not oblivious to the fact that your chest is big, but he won’t make a big deal about it.

However, he knows that people stare, so he’s a bit overprotective of you. If he sees someone staring for too long, he will give you his jacket to cover up.

He gets flustered when you hug him. His friends notice it and immediately make fun of him.

“Hey, Isagi, are you good there?” Chigiri said, while sending him a smirk

Isagi was still red from the hug you gave him

“He’s too busy thinking about the hug his s/o gave him,” Bachira said mockingly. 

“WILL YOU GUYS SHUT UP?” Isagi yelled

When you take him bra shopping with you, he will be too embarrassed to enter the store. He will wait outside. When he does enter the store, he is all red and staring at the ground. Poor baby, he’s too embarrassed.

“Hey Babe, isn't this cute? It’s pink with cute bows,” You said, trying to show Isagi.

“Y-ya i-it-s c-c-cute,” Isagi said, blushing nervously while staring at the ground.

He doesn’t admit it, but when cuddling, he likes lying on your chest. He finds it very comfy; it’s like his happy place, especially after a rough day.

Nagi

Our lazy genius loves your big chest. When he is playing games on his phone, he will literally use your chest as a pillow. When you guys are taking a nap together, Nagi will literally be on top of you with his head resting on your chest. 

Although he doesn’t show it, he gets pretty jealous when guys stare. If they are staring too hard, he will literally wrap his arms around your waist and pull you closer to him.

When you take him bra shopping, he doesn’t get flustered. Actually, he acts pretty normal, and sometimes he will even help you pick out bras. 

“Babe, what do you think of this one?” You said, showing a cute pink bra to Nagi

“Hmm, it’s cute,” Nagi said

“Why don’t you get that on instead?” Nagi said, pointing at a red, lacy bra

“...That barely covers anything,” You said, staring at the bra

“Ya, it’s nice,” Nagi said nonchalantly 

Doesn't mind you using his shirt. You’ve told him how hard it is to find clothes that fit, so he doesn’t mind you borrowing his clothes. Either way, he loves seeing you in his shirts; he wants everyone to know that you're his.

Overall, he loves your chest. Will protect you when guys are staring too much. His favorite place to rest is your chest; he has no shame. 

Hugo

Hugo doesn’t mind you having a big chest. Like Isagi, he is not oblivious to the fact that your chest is big. However, he knows that the world can be dangerous, especially when you have assets like those. 

He is really overprotective of you. He would make sure you leave the house with his jacket around your shoulders or at least wearing one of his hoodies.

Will literally throw hands if anyone tries to hit on you. You’re his.

Doesn’t admit it, but he likes lying on your chest. Whenever you guys are cuddling or just lying with each other, his head always finds a way to your chest. You don’t mind; actually, you also like having him on your chest. He is yours after all.

When you are out bra shopping, Hugo is there with you. He’s mature, so he doesn’t get embarrassed or flustered. He will pay for it; he never lets you pay for anything. He knows your size, so he buys lingerie for you and makes sure it’s the expensive kind. He loves seeing you in lingerie. If you need to cheer him up, just wear lingerie when he comes home.

When you complain about your back hurting, he will give you a massage. Sometimes he even takes you out for a spa day and makes sure you get a massage. 

Like Nagi, he lets you borrow his shirt. He knows how hard it’s for you to find clothes, so he will lend his shirt to you. 

If you found a blouse or dress you like but it doesn’t fit you because of your chest, Hugo will have one custom-made for you. Actually, most of the clothes in your wardrobe, Hugo had them custom-made for you.

Shidou

This man has absolutely no shame. Will literally have his head on your chest all the time. When you guys are sleeping or just cuddling, he will make sure his head is on your chest. When you are on the train with him, he will have his head leaning on your chest. Like I said, no shame.

This man hates when guys are staring at your chest; he will beat them up, no questions asked. He will always have his hand around your waist no matter what. He needs to make sure everyone knows you’re his

When you are out bra shopping, this man will tag along no matter what. He will literally pick out bras for you to try.

“Babe, try this one; it’ll look so hot on you,” He said, picking a pink one with cute ribbons on it. 

“Look!! It's even a set; it has panties too!”He said, turning to you

“OMG BABE!! It’s really cute!!” You said, grabbing it from his hand

This man will peek through the fitting room just to see you in the cute set.

Sometimes he goes online and buys you really cute and sexy lingerie and bras for you to wear. Shidou has really good taste in clothing.

When you complain about your back, this man will give you a massage; however, not without touching your chest here and there. 

In bed, this man will literally worship your chest. Will have his mouth and hands all over it. 

the moody afternoon sky finally gave up, unleashing a heavy downpour that trapped you under the school’s narrow concrete awning. you sighed, dreading the long wait, when a familiar, sluggish figure shuffled into view. nagi was practically sleepwalking, but he held a giant black umbrella.

"yo, nagi!" you called out. "can i share? i kinda forgot mine…"

he stopped, blinking his sleepy gray eyes. "ugh... sharing is a hassle," he murmured, his voice a lazy drawl. "fine, but i'm holding it. if you do, you'll walk too fast. it's a bother. "

"yay!" you exclaimed, quickly stepping under the massive canopy.

it was fine for about thirty seconds. then, nagi’s phone vibrated. he pulled it out, immediately getting sucked into a game. because of his towering height, his wrist tilted lazily as he tapped. a sudden gust of wind sent a splash of freezing rainwater onto your shoulder.

"nagi!" you nudged him. "you’re tilting it. i'm getting soaked!"

"mmn? sorry..." he mumbled, not looking up. he straightened his hand, but the moment his character jumped, his wrist drifted again. another cold spray hit your cheek.

"nagi, i'm literally freezing!" you whined, shivering slightly.

"ah, this is annoying," nagi sighed, finally pocketing the phone. he looked down at you, his expression blank but slightly slumped. "you’re standing too far away. that's why you're getting wet."

before you could protest his terrible umbrella skills, nagi’s free arm reached out. with an effortless tug, he pulled you flush against his side. his heavy arm draped over your shoulder, tucking you instantly to his gentle warmth. 

"there," nagi mumbled, resting his chin comfortably on top of your head. pressed beside him, you instantly stopped shivering. "now you fit perfectly. just stay close. walking in this dumb rain is already way too much of a pain."

꒰ ♫ ꒱ whisking to ⸝⸝ love, maybe by SECRET NUMBER – but if i turn around, it's all you. i guess it's love, maybe?

© 1ix1n 2026 ⸝⸝ pls do not copy or feed my work into ai, ty .ᐟ 

Isagi Yoichi kind of just sleeps in whatever position works. One night, he's curled into a ball. Another, he's holding his pillow. The next, he's completely sprawled on the bed. His sleeping position adapts to whatever the circumstances are. If it's hot, he'll sprawl out. If it's cold, he'll curl into himself to keep warm. Hm... adaptability. Almost as if that has something to do with his talent in soccer.... hmmm. Anyway, he probably snores too, but it's not as loud or annoying as others. ("Honk shooooo mimimimi... honk shoooo mimimimi...")

Rin Itoshi is 100% a pillow hugger. (Don't even joke with me lad.) As a kid, he'd sneak into Sae's room whenever he couldn't sleep, clinging to his brother while doing so. Now that the relationship between him and his brother is rocky, he unconsciously holds onto his pillow in place of Sae. He denies it every time, but you know better. ("Why would I be holding onto Sae?" "I never said any names." "...Shit.")

Sae Itoshi sleeps quite normally when compared to others. He doesn't snore and maintains a normal sleeping posture. However, he's also very exact about his sleep schedule. He goes to sleep with a sleeping mask on, never sleeps on the couch, uses silk sheets, and most of all, puts on a ton of products on his face before bed. ("You think I was born with this skin? Think again.")

Bunny Iglesias is creepy as hell at night. And he dares to find it funny when he scares you half to death. (It's the red eyes that get you every time, bru.) He sleeps with his back straight like a ruler and snores too. Extremely loudly, may I add. He also finds it hard to fall asleep right away, preferring to stay awake for a few minutes to watch you sleep. Creepy... but if you're into that, good for you? I think.

Michael Kaiser definitely sleeps while curled into a ball. Despite seeming like the untouchable emperor on the field, the minute he gets to take a nap, best believe he's curling his body like a little shrimp. Considering his rocky past, it may just be a habit he picked up as a child as an attempt to keep himself warm without a blanket. He sleeps without a blanket on days when he feels he underperformed, to remind himself of the cold he felt all those years ago as self-inflicted punishment.

a/n: honk shoo mimimi 😴

also im kind of bunny pilled at the moment

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𑣲║ ¡Loud Bf Shidou! x ¡Quiet & Shy Gf Reader!

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Warnings: kissing/making out, suggestive language, implied sexual behavior

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¡Loud Bf Shidou! who has absolutely no consideration for time and place. He also didn't really care about the idea of embarrassing himself.

"Baby, embarrassment is a social construct," he'd always tell you before proceeding to do something that would've put you into a coma.

You truly didn't understand how the man didn't have any issue with walking up to a stranger and striking up a conversation. He was the type of guy to randomly intercept into others conversations and not try to hide the fact that he was somewhat eavesdropping.

One day the both of you were going to do a simple walk through the park, but he had different ideas once you returned with each of your individual ice cream cones. You simply walked away for less than 10 minutes while going to the bathroom then hitting up an ice cream truck that was parked near a basketball court.

As you approached Shidou, you could tell he was in thought by the way he was staring off into the distance. At first you were going to question what it was he was thinking about, but upon walking closer you quickly overheard two guys conversation that were standing maybe 10 feet away.

"Dude you're not thinking. A therizionsaurus is the coolest dinosaur shown in Jurassic World: Dominion. The thing is a fucking beast with a meter long claws," one guy who rocked a voluminous undercut with a pompadour complained without clarification as you tried to piece together what was being said. All you could really focus on was the man's skinny jeans and random graphic tee though. Shidou didn't say anything as you got closer, so you knew he'd probably been following the conversation for a while.

"Hell no. A mosasaurus or the quetzalcoatlus is the coolest dinosaurs in Jurassic World Dominion and Jurassic World Rebirth. A therizionsaurus looks like its descendants are just chickens— not intimidating," sided the other man who you realized look disturbingly similar to Howard from The Big Bang Theory.

Right as you began to reach Shidou, he was pushing himself off the bench he'd been sitting on and making his way towards the two men. You opened your mouth to stop him and mutter a "get back here right now," but he was too far gone so you just sat down.

"Nah, I feel like the velociraptor in Jurassic Park is the best. The scene where it ate those people? Cinematic gold," Shidou announced as he causally dropped into the conversation. The two men paused at the added one, glancing over and the at one another as if to ask if the other one knew this pink haired guy.

Both of the other geeks went silent once Shidou joined the conversation, but of course that didn't deter your man. "Yo, am I muted or what?" he joked while just staring down at the two guys.

"Uh.. well.. no— that's definitely not the best dinosaur," one guy finally spoke up.

Immediately, the other one followed: "Yeah, it's really scientifically inaccurate. I mean the movie doesn't even include its feathers when fossil records strongly suggest they were covered in them"

"Well it's opinions based," reasoned your boyfriend who was relentless in his pursuit of proving his beloved velociraptor was the correct choice. "I mean we're talking about Jurassic Park, how accurate is it that they rebuilt dinosaurs from a DNA sequence?"

The man who had a strikingly similar features to Brendon Urie speaks up, "Sure but we're specifically focusing on dinosaurs, not logistics"

"But you just gave a logistic to disagree with my dinosaur."

"Uh-.. well-.. um—"

"How are you going to say—" he started up again, but you were quick to try and interrupt him; purely due to taking pity on the other two men who were unknowingly about to engage in a long heated discussion with your boyfriend about dinosaurs.

"Shidou," you called out while staring directly at his side profile. You were still maybe 10 feet away, but it's clear you were trying to get his attention. However, silence just followed your comment as the two other men look over, but Shidou doesn't dare.

"... anyways, like I was saying—" he starts to talk again and entirely ignore your interception. Of course, you knew it was because you didn't call him the nickname he'd recently been on insisting.

With an annoyed sigh, you interrupted his sentence again, "Ryu"

Finally, he pretends like it's the first time he's heard your voice and instantly perks his head up to look at you. A wide grin is then displayed across his features as he excitedly ditches the conversation he crashed and immediately walks towards you: "My sweetie pie! Aw you're back. I'm so glad my girlfriend is back!" he speaks loudly, for he wants the two other men to see his girl and— well you don't even know what the hell he was hoping for.

"Yeah, I've got our ice cream," you mumbled while he's already by your side and throwing an arm around your shoulders while his other hand is plucking his cone out of your grip.

"Perfect, let's go find shade. This spot has a weird..." he pauses and throws a glance towards the two men who were still looking at him, but then looked away once they were caught, "weird smell."

You couldn't smell a damn thing but you understood your boyfriend's antics, and how pissy he could get when someone disagreed with his velociraptor argument. Trust, you went through the same disagreement after you 'wrongfully' claimed a dilophosaurus was the coolest— to which he promptly made fun of the name for sounding like 'dildo.'

You just let him navigate you towards a bench in the shady part of the park as you gave a few licks to the ice cream.

¡Loud Bf Shidou! who never even thought to be shy about loving all over you in public.

You two were waiting in line for something? His hand was around your waist and his head leaned on your shoulder so he could watch whatever reel you had playing.

You got a new drink he hadn't tried? He was quick to swipe it and drink after you. Then he'd either complain about liking the other one more, or just keep sipping on your drink till it's half gone.

You were in a clothing store and needed to try something on? Best believe he was trying to follow you into the room and would whine when you pushed him out and said, "The stores policy is only one person per room."

You were literally trying to do anything in front of him— like ordering at a counter, looking through clothes on a rack, or picking what snacks you wanted off of a shelf— and his hands would act like magnets and latch onto your hips. God it was even worse when he'd lean down to pepper kisses to the back of your neck and you'd have to squirm out of his hold while you felt his muffled giggles against your nape.

Needless to say Shidou didn't care much about who saw him loving on you, and you also slowly adapting to his mindset. Previously, you were too shy to even hold his hand because you knew some people hated PDA. Though, through exposure therapy, he slowly had you 'coming out of your shell:' how he phrased it.

¡Loud Bf Shidou! who for the longest time he didn't understand why people were so shy. In his mind, nothing lasts forever so why would he waste time worrying about what others might think? To him, it seemed illogical to let what others may or may not be thinking decide whether or not he'd do something he wanted to do.

Hell, he'd go as far as to say he was annoyed with others who were overly self conscious.

However, that all changed when he met you and the two of you started dating, so he realized there was levels to this shit. He'd see you stress over things he thought were simple, but instead of annoyance he had more sympathy. Secretly, because he doesn't want you to think he's some sadist, he also thought it was somewhat cute how worked up you could get.

Before ordering something, you'd make sure you could say whatever it was 10x and even whisper it under your breath just to make sure.

If someone complimented you on the street then you'd freeze up and just manage out a 'thank you!' but then complain to him about how you wanted to compliment the strangers hair.

Obviously, Shidou was learning. If you were nervous about something you had to say or do, he didn't brush off your concerns with a 'why does it matter so much?' Instead he'd sit and listen, then slowly try to coax you into realizing it's just a small bit of your day and everything would be alright afterwards.

If you went on to then complain that his words aren't helpful because 'your mind just doesn't work like that,' then he'd just hum and think up a new strategy. Typically, it involved him doing something stupid just so you'd laugh and your mind was off it for a while.

Though when you were really anxious about something and simple laughs wouldn't make it go away, he adapted to other methods. You'd tell him whatever situation you didn't want to happen, and he'd just give an approximation on what the likelihood of it is.

"It's just this teacher always calls on students. I swear he thinks it's funny to watch someone be miserable," you explain while sitting on the grassy field. Shidou had just gotten done with football practice, and you of course waited for it to be over so you two could hang.

He sat beside you and just watched your hands as you fiddled with a blade of grass, it would break, then you'd just pluck another off the land.

"Well how many people are even in your class?" he asked as you tied the blade into a knot.

"Mh.. probably.. like.. 25?"

"Okay, so you have a 4% chance of being called on— that's alright odds. And plus, even if you do get called on then it's like.. 10 seconds, then you're done. If everyone else is just as nervous then they probably won't even pay attention to what you say."

You were quiet for a moment. Sure his words did help but they wouldn't stop all your thoughts from rushing. Still you sat motionless and just let the piece of grass fall from your fingertips as you looked over at him.

"I mean I guess so," you mumbled.

"You guess? Babe don't doubt my wisdom. Now come on, let's start walking so we can grab something to eat before that one store closes," he insisted while standing up and then grabbing your hands to quickly pull you up as well.

He knew he couldn't make all of your anxiety go away, but he was trying to learn how to at least lessen it.

¡Loud Bf Shidou! who knew it was going to be hard on the both of you when he went to Blue Lock's training facility. He'd spend practically every day with you and when he couldn't, he'd constantly be texting you. So for the two of you now having to basically go into forced no contact? Yeah, it was difficult.

You didn't complain about it because you knew your boyfriend was excited, but he sure as hell complained. Sometimes he'd get sanctioned phone calls because he supposedly scored 5 goals in a match, but even then it was far too little.

Whenever he did get a phone call, he was swift to talk as soon as he heard the receiver pick up: "Hi baby I love love love you and miss you so much!" he'd say in that silly high pitched baby voice while literally laying on his stomach in his bed.

He never told you whenever you both called he was always in a room for at least three other guys, but you could assume because sometimes his line would be muffled and you'd hear him snap 'shut up' to someone else.

That 'someone else' typically being Rin Itoshi because he always told Shidou to have enough courtesy to leave the room when he was talking to some girl. Of course that line would just lead to an argument, then almost a fight because Shidou did not play around with people telling him what to do in his relationship. Even if Rin did have a bit of a point— it's not like the other roommates, Otoya and Karasu, were that chill with having to listen to Shidou act like he was speaking to a puppy.

¡Loud Bf Shidou! who was practically kicking down your door to get to you once he was let out of Blue Lock for a few days. The man didn't even go home first and instead marched straight to your house.

When you did open the door, excited to see him and wearing a new outfit you bought since you guessed the two of you would go on a long awaited date, you were utterly shocked for him to be lunging at you.

Once your door swings open, he didn't wait for any words before an arm was slung around your waist and his lips were on yours. His free hand cradled your face as he walked you backwards into your house and out of the doorway; the door just slowly closing itself. He only stopped after gently pushing you backwards until your back met the wall.

The kiss was hot and messy as he pushed his tongue into your mouth and practically licked at every crevice. He sucked on your tongue too as his hand on your hip gripped and massaged the skin. Slightly light headed, you finally felt him pull back just a tad so he could stare at you.

"Ugh I've missed you. Would've tried to sneak you in if I thought some of those guys wouldn't have been a cockblock," he muttered against your lips before giving a light kiss and pulling away to lean his forehead against yours.

You couldn't help but smile at how needy your boyfriend sounded as he had you pinned against the wall. His hand dropped from holding your cheek and jaw to instead trace up and down your sides. Deliberately tracing his fingertips over the sides of your breast before slowly dragging them back down.

"I missed you too," you quietly confessed.

"Yeah? You missed me so so so much?"

"Yeah, I missed you so so so so much," and you leaned up to place a kiss on his lips once more. He let you begin kissing him again, but he forced himself to not get carried away this time. It was softer and more longing as his lips moved rhythmically against yours while his senses focused on how you tasted, how you feel under his hands, and how you smell like the familiar perfume.

Finally, the kiss was broken by you as you pulled away and gasped when he was suddenly bending down more to loop his arms under your thighs and pull you up. He easily hauls you up with both of his hands planted firmly on your ass as he walks the familiar route to your room.

"Ryu!" you laughed, "I thought we were going out on a date first!"

"Hun you really thought I was gonna come back to you and not want to see all of you immediately? Couldn't even beat the meat in there."

"Oh my god TMI," you said while trying to stifle a laugh at how genuinely sincere he looked at you while delivering one of the most lewd lines you've heard in awhile.

"Can't help it baby. I'm all pent up for you," and he just pushes the door to your room open with a foot. Of course, from how his hard on shamelessly pushed against his sweats and into your core, you could tell he meant every word.

¡Loud Bf Shidou! who wasn't always loud like people thought he was. Most people around him would swear they've never seen him quiet and visibly paused in thought; however, you'd seen in plenty of times.

Early into the two of you dating, he'd asked to take you to a local art gallery because he was interested in one of the shows they had going on for the month. Stupidly, you giggled when he asked because you truly thought he was joking. Yet when you saw the look in his eyes, as if he was suddenly hit with a pang of disappointment, you quickly improvised on saying you heard about the exhibit from a friend earlier and it was so crazy Shidou would bring it up the same day! Sometimes lying shouldn't be frowned upon.

When you stood next to him as he just stared at a specific sculpture for seconds, then a minute— you understood he had been genuine. A wave of guilt rushed over and submerged you from remembering how he paused for a moment after you laughed and got that look in his eyes, but rapidly recovered to fired off something silly about being 'intergalactically connected' with everyone that those coincidences happened. From that moment on you learned not to laugh at everything Shidou was saying because plenty of times, he was truly testing the waters for something else.

Like when he heard A Clockwork Orange was playing at some movie theatre and he subtly slipped that into a conversation when the two of you were discussing date options. Many people would've rolled his eyes at his suggestion— you mean really, the guy who seemed to not be able to stay still and quiet for 5 minutes watching a long psychological movie? Seemed absurd. However, you swiftly agreed.

He was ecstatic to watch the movie with you and even snuck in various candy bars for the two of you under his club jacket. All throughout the previews he talked and shared his opinions on what ads looked stupid and which ones seemed like some money grab. "Why the hell would I need a complementary drink carrier when I have two hands myself?" he'd question while watching some appliance be advertised for the theatre. A few people even looked over when he loudly laughed at a joke told in another movies trailer.

Yet when the movie did start? He was silent. A few times you glanced over, but you just saw him staring at the screen with unwavering attention.

Once the movie ended, you two were leaving and he was rambling all about different metaphors he caught and how amazing the theme of conformity due to the state vs free will was.

He was also already going on about the other movies you needed to watch— Fight Club, Whiplash, and Project Hail Mary being a few you remembered him rapidly listing off.

¡Loud Bf Shidou! who is the biggest hype man in existence.

Like, he's always gushing over you as if he isn't the least bit worried you'll get a big head. He was never afraid nor ashamed to compliment you several times in the span of 10 minutes simply because he liked how your hair was or how you painted your nails.

For example, Shidou sat on the edge of your bed and just waited for you to come out of the bathroom so he could see your full outfit. Never mind the two of you had a dinner reservation in 30 minutes and you could easily be late— he wouldn't rush the princess.

Though once you finally stepped out of the bathroom in that new dress you hesitantly bought a few weeks ago and have been putting off wearing, he freezes. He's staring, ogling, at you with widened eyes for a good 10 seconds before he's standing up with a smirk.

"Baby that looks perfecttt on you. Come on, give me a spin," he says while taking your hand and holding it up so you can do a twirl.

Your cheeks reddened and you oblige to do a tiny spin. When you face him again, you see him trying to look around your side back to your ass. You gasp, as if offended when both of you just know it's only fueling your ego, "Hey! And here I thought you were just being sweet."

"I can't help it! Your booty just looks so scrumptious— do another spin and pause at the 180 mark."

"God, I'm not doing anything if you phrase it like that," you stated while pulling your hand away from his, but he was quick to try and recover by sliding his hands to your hips.

"No no," he whined, "please, you look so hot I'm literally aching— and i don't just mean my heart."

"You mutt— get off! Acting like I'm throwing you a damn bone."

"If I get down on all fours and bark, will you?"

You scoff and roll your eyes at Shidous absurd suggestion; though you really couldn't bring yourself to be annoyed. You just do a small, unenthusiastic spin that has his eyes darting everywhere— specifically the hem of the dress that lifted up just slightly.

"Oh I'd so eat you out— Ow! Up! I meant up!" Shidou changed his wording as soon as you smacked him with pillow that had conveniently fell to the ground when he first got off the bed. He just held out a hand in front of him whilst attempting to dodge your pillow attacks.

"Shut up! Can you not be horny for a second!"

"Not if I'm in a room with you— hey, watch the face!"

¡Loud Bf Shidou! who people didn't understand was able to date such a quiet girl. Sure maybe 'opposites attract,' but they thought your relationship couldn't be applied to that statement.

Whenever other people would see the two of you out in public, they'd rudely gossip amongst themselves even though they didn't personally know either of you.

"Has she even gotten a word in this whole time? Jeez, men only talk about themselves."

"How the hell can he even be with her? It must be like trying to keep a conversation going with a wall."

"Do you think they're actually together and he's not just bugging her? Maybe we should go over and act like her friend incase she needs a way out..."

Yeah— that last thing actually happened when two women believed Shidou was some persistent guy who wouldn't take no for an answer. Politely, you explained he is actually your boyfriend and everything was alright. Props on them for watching out for others though!

Overall people thought the two of you were a bit of an odd pair. Yet you, Shidou included, couldn't help but feel like you two complimented each other more than anything. Where he was loud and erratic, you were calm and quiet. When he was quick to judge and pounce on a situation, you observed it and considered all possible outcomes. He didn't mind arguing with someone or saying something if they wronged you in any way; whereas you would've begrudgingly let it go and have it fester in your mind for days.

Though that didn't mean the two of you were confined to whatever 'roles' people thought you guys had. In private, he could be quiet and composed. Sometimes you'd randomly get in the mood to ramble about things that interested you, like a show you'd been watching, and he just sat quietly and stared.

In truth, he loved when you went through these short burst of energy and sudden need to get everything out. He'd add attentive hums and nods as you passionately discussed whatever topic it was. It wasn't often you would talk for 30 minutes to a hour without much of his own commentary, but when it happened he was sure to savor it.

Shidou truly didn't know what god or goddess blessed him when you timidly walked into his life, but he was going to make sure you weren't going to randomly walk back out.

Isagi fanart 🥺

a/n : Inspired by the World Cup (obviouslyyy) and also inspired by he fact I worked a month in a perfume shop and I became obsessed with smelling each perfume lmao x) I suck at describing football because I don't know anything about it lmao (shame on me). I had a really great time writing this and I really enjoyed myself, so I hope you like it! I did not proofread since I'm working and I don't have time, so I apologise if there's any grammar mistake or inconsistency! Also I didn't know how to end this so the end is a bit messyyyy

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Today’s shift has been a nightmare for you. The independent perfumery you were working for was desert. Not a soul in sight. You sighed, laying your hands on the cash register, silently hoping for someone to stop by. Sure, your location wasn’t ideal : in a small–but cute– pedestrian-only alley in the heart of the town. Almost nobody walked by here, since all the interesting things were on the opposite side of the city. It was a wonder this perfumery was still alive and well. Loyal–and wealthy– customers were probably the reason for it. You glanced at your watch, 3 more hours to go. The amount of sleep you got this night because you wouldn’t stop overthinking. You could do this. It’s not as if you already cleaned the floor thrice, reorganized the drawers and shelves twice and made sure you had stock for every perfume. 

If only you’d known that in a couple minutes the trajectory of your life would be changed forever, you’d have never believed it. It happened as you were checking a drawer for a click and collect. L’Eau d’Eclipse by Pierre-Marie Manoury. Not a bad choice, it smelled good : a mixture of fresh and floral with notes of vanilla and ylang-ylang. If you had to be perfectly honest, it was a perfume for rather old ladies. You’d never wear that, too scared of coming across as someone with old-fashioned tastes. 

You spiralled deeper into your thoughts about the fragrance when you heard the delicious echoing sound of the bell meaning someone had at last walked through the door. You straightened up, put on your best customer friendly smile and greeted the pink-haired guy. He looked familiar, though you couldn’t place a name on that face. The first thing that struck you was his teal eyes, deeply hypnotising. Then, how wealthy he appeared to be, that was always a good omen for the register. 

“Hello! Welcome to Velinora, how can I help you?” 

“Hello… I’m looking for perfume.” He replied flatly, glancing around at the very much empty shop, seemingly uninterested by you. 

“Really? Never would’ve guessed.” Your sarcasm seeping through, you noticed the unamused look he gave you. You cleared your throat. “I mean I can definitely help you with that.” 

You cringed internally, already thinking the approach to the customer was a flop. You sucked it up, it was just a bad moment to live through and then you would never be haunted by that tonight, wouldn’t you?

Seeing the guy wasn’t very willing to give more information on what he was looking for, you tried to get the goods out of him. 

“What kind of perfume, fragrances, are you looking for?” You questioned, already scanning the shelves with the precision of a sharp chef’s knife. 

“I don’t really know.” He replied bluntly, taking a tester in his hands and checking the bottle out before placing it back. 

“Great. Very helpful.” You ignored the side eye he gave you. “Is it for you or is it a gift?” 

“For me.” 

“Alright, it’ll be a bit easier then. Do you already wear perfume? Or do you have a brand, a scent you like? That would be a good indication.” 

He sighed, obviously annoyed. “Can’t you just… give me a random one? I don’t care about the brand or the scent. I just need one.” 

You frowned, tilting your head as you stepped back. Sure, you had some brands to value more than others and this was the perfect occasion to sell a particularly difficult and niche perfume : Terra di Luce by Strapponelli, it was an oaky, spicy, with hints of lava rock fragrance which almost no one liked, including you. But what he said offended you on a personal level. You would never let that slide, not when you spent hours learning the notes of perfumes, the slight differences and the magic that rested behind the scents. 

“Let me stop you right there.” You smiled politely, but you wanted to slap him. How could he say that?? If it was up to you and you didn’t have a business to run, the guy would already be kicked out. “You can’t just… pick a random one. Perfumes are personal.” You explained. “It has to be unique, it has to be you having an emotional link with it.” 

The guy scoffed, staring at you. He barely even raised an eyebrow. His arrogance was testing your last nerves.

“You think that’s ridiculous? It’s not. Every perfume has a story that led to its creation. I won’t go down that path or I’ll ramble for hours. So to make it short : no. I can’t pick one for you. You have to smell, and like the perfume. So tell me, why are you buying perfume today?” You asked, trying hard to stay polite. If your boss heard your stern voice, he'd actually have a heart attack : you should never talk to a client this way— you heard his voice ringing in your head. 

The teal eyed guy stared at you for a couple seconds, then resigned himself. He slid his hands in his pockets. “My manager told me it’ll be a good idea to have a recognizable scent. Marketing stunt. He gave me one but I don’t like it. Smells too sour.” 

“Now we have something.” You smiled faintly. “See? Wasn’t too hard.” You taunted. Seeing he was still not going with the flow, you went on immediately. “May I ask what job you do?” 

He stared at you, a hint of surprise flashing in his bright eyes. Then, he replied carefully, as if you were mocking him. “I’m a professional football player.” 

“Okay so you need perfume that sticks, not something light.” You replied immediately, your brain working quickly and not catching on what he just told you. You were about to grab a bottle when you realized who was really standing in your shop. Sae Itoshi. One of the most—if not the most—trendy football player of the season. You weren’t a fanatic of that sport, but he was famous enough that you heard of him even in your small perfumery world. 

You slowly turned to Sae Itoshi. You pointed at him and a playful smile appeared on your face. “I’m not giving you a discount of any type.”