what itoshi sae will never admit!
itoshi sae will never admit it but he loves when you play with his hair. he’ll lean away when you try to ruffle it in public but behind closed doors? he sits quiet and pretends to be nonchalant about it, acting as if your touch doesn’t melt away his exhaustion from the day. he’ll close his eyes while you comb your fingers through his red-brown hair, almost falling asleep to your soft giggles as you mess with his short bangs.
itoshi sae will never admit it but he loves when he sees you waiting outside the field for him after practice. he’ll tell you time and time again that you don’t have to waste your time, to just stay home. he acts indifferent when he walks up to you, but when his teammates aren’t looking, he’ll pat your head and ask you quietly what you want to eat for dinner. and he’ll always correctly guess what you’re craving, even when you insist on eating what he wants to eat.
itoshi sae will never admit it but he loves when you wear his clothes. he’ll complain that you took his lucky sweater again but always tugs it back on you when you try to shrug it off. he’ll purposefully leave a couple of his shirts on your side of the closet, hoping you’ll grab one after a shower. he loves it even more when it rides up your bare thighs, and the fact that he’ll be the one to take it off later.
