Sae's favourite part of his day were his walks– one early in the morning and one in the night before he went to bed. It was his peace and quiet time, where no one would come to bother him. No calls, no interviews, no meetings just calm.
One night as he was walking, he spotted you. Kissing one of the street dogs directly on the forehead. He assumed the dog was un-vaccinated and scrunched up his nose in disgust.
After a few weeks, him seeing you was like a routine. Sometimes feeding dogs, returning home late from work or just walking– like he was.
The first time he actually spoke to you was when he was right around the corner and you ran upto him, your breathing uneven and rushed.
“Do you know how dogs giving birth works?” the concern in your voice was evident, he admired your concern and love for dogs.
“No.” his answer was straight, providing no emotion at all. But he silently hoped you wouldn't leave it at that.
“Uhh, can you atleast be there then? It's my first time and I– I don't want anything to happen to Brartholomew The Third.” you kept turning your head from him to the pile of blankets on the pavement as you spoke.
His eyebrows raised slightly, though his expression stayed neutral, you knew he didn't give two shits but you did. “Fine.” he agreed at last as he followed you to where Bartholomew The Third layed.
After a while of you giving her, Bartholomew The Third, belly rubs and him just standing there you turned to him.
“Here, you can name him.” you carefully place a small puppy in his hand, smiling up at him from where you knelt at the ground.
He found your gentleness endearing, “I don't know, you can name him.” he said as he stared intently at the dog. His eyes finding yours.
“Name him anything, or you could name him after something.” you turned your back on him and continued playing with the other puppies.
He seriously wasn't buying that you didn't recognise him. Mabey his ego was to high, or you just had zero football knowledge or mabey the two.
“I'll name him Rin Itoshi.”
You went home that night hoping he would return, and a part of you would like to belive he hoped for the same.
a/n: Itoshi brother brainrot
