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[dough09]

I hate math. Im finally done with my exams.. and then there is this physics test- like what the hell 😭

Pls. Just end already. Im begging!! 😭😭

(also I know there haven't been updates.. i've been busy.. and also with a book)

[dough09]

— SAY IT AGAIN, EVEN IF I DONT GET IT

✶ words: 0.6k ; sae itoshi x fem!reader ; drabble!

✶ 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!

You don't even know how you ended up in a situation like this, you who always said that you would only learn Spanish when Sae admitted that his younger brother was better than him, in short never. Yet now, with a notebook in front of you and a cute pink pen, you feel a bit like a kid in elementary school who is learning the alphabet for the first time

"When you introduce yourself you can say "Me llamo..." instead of the entire sentence "Mi nombre es..." says Sae writing in the notebook, his look serious a bit like when he has to score. You nod almost automatically, when in reality you haven't understood a single sentence of what he's been saying to you in the last 20 minutes. Sae looks up, a little questioning "Are you understanding something?" he asks, and you nod again

Going to his last game was the biggest mistake of your life, but at the same time, the best thing you could ever do. Sae had gotten you a surprise plane ticket, just to spend a week together after two months of not being able to see each other due to college and his workouts. It wasn't the first time you went to Madrid where he was now living, but every time you went out he was the one talking, obviously. You had a certain resentment towards Spanish for the simple fact that in middle school you had been traumatized by a terrible teacher

"You’re not understanding anything" he sighs, and you snap out of your thoughts "Wait- No, I swear I do!" you say slamming your hands on the table, and he does nothing but stare at you perplexed, with the typical Itoshi look. He writes a sentence in your notebook, passing it to you "If you understand then you can tell me what it means, right?" he says, and you look down to read the sentence, a little embarrassed "Of course I can do that..." you say swallowing

You watched the game calmly, sitting in your seat with a good drink by your side and a lot of voice to cheer for him. But when Sae finished the game, you naively thought he would come to you. Big mistake. The journalists love him as if he were their son, the typical son who hates answering his parents' questions, and you naively thought that they would ask him the questions in Japanese. You forgot that your boyfriend now breathes, thinks and speaks Spanish, lives in a Spanish city and plays for a Spanish team

Hearing him speak so fluently, without a shred of effort, made you suddenly fall in love with the language you've hated for years. So, when you got home, you simply asked him to teach you a few phrases just to hear him speak some more Spanish

"Creo que... eres estúpido..." you repeat out loud, and he nods "What does that mean?" he asks, and you purse your lips, thinking for a few seconds "I think you're... pretty?" you say, and Sae nods "Wow. You know Spanish better than me" he says, and you look up, surprised "Did I say that right?" you ask hopefully "Absolutely not" he says, and your hopes die

You put the notebook aside, resting your arms on the table with your head above them "I regret this, I never want to hear another word of Spanish again..." you say dejectedly, and Sae seems to be enjoying it more than he should. He puts an arm around your shoulders, leaning in close to your ear "Vaya. Me estaba divirtiendo al ver a mi hermosa novia concentrarse y no entender absolutamente nada, solo porque quería oírme hablar más en espanol" he says, and a slight shiver runs down your spine. You look up, perplexed "What did you say?" you ask, and he shrugs "That you're stupid and you don't even know how to study the basics" he says, and you sigh "Cruel"

✶ translation of the sentences: "Creo que... eres estúpido..." → "I think you're stupid" ; "Vaya. Me estaba divirtiendo al ver a mi hermosa novia concentrarse y no entender absolutamente nada, solo porque quería oírme hablar más en espanol" → "Damn. I was having fun watching my beautiful girlfriend concentrate and understand absolutely nothing, just because she wanted to hear me speak more Spanish"

[dough09]

Welcome to Dough's page <3

MASTERLIST

Hii I hope you'll enjoy my work. I mainly write about Itoshi Sae but that doesn't mean I'm not open to anyone else.

MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN.

About me:

INFP

strawberries are my favorite fruit

Surprise!! favorite color: purple

I play: Genshin Impact, Honkai Star rail, minecraft (and others but I'm not really part of those fandoms)

My top animes: Haikyuu, My hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, Honey Lemon Soda, My Love Story with Yamada-kun at Lv999, Apothecary Diaries, Blue Lock, etc. :)

If you have questions please ask freely.

All:

Valentines day

Itoshi Sae:

Mini Highland Cows

A tired maniac

Notes stored inside my heart...

Tranquility

The visit

How cute~

Little by little

Teenage love.

Act of service

What I like

Surprise!!

Cuddles.

"I.L.Y."

Favorite flower

Kids.

Sweet tooth

"come back to bed already”

Spoiled - Y/N and her period.

Flustered.

Baby Kaede

Mr. Tease

Kitten.

Stuck With me

Have a nice day/night/afternoon/evening/morning etc. :)

[dough09]

Mini Highland Cows

 incase you don’t know who they are, PLEASE look them up. THEY ARE SUPER CUTE.         Also instagram is infected by them (for valid reasons!)... at least my page Itoshi sae x reader Summary: You are obsessed with the fluffy mini highland cows on social media so you make a presentation for Sae, just to persuade me. Yet he just won't budge... or will he? plus he learns that you've been spying on him uNinteNTionAllY

Sae knew you were chronically online. Oh yes, he had experience too. His PR team constantly mentioned that you shouldn’t post so much about his private life, so you stopped. By stopping you just went in the shadows and posted pictures on a private account no one except you and Sae knew about.

Naturally by spending most of your time there your feed swarmed with cute and fluffy cows. Each time you at least send Sae about 30 posts. Daily. You obsessed over them while talking about nothing with him.

Begging him to get one for you also became part of the usual, same old routine. Yet he never complied. He said it’s a hassle and he won’t keep an animal in his apartment. Let alone a cow.

It didn’t matter if you wanted a dog, a cat, a parrot, or even a fish. He always mumbled that “It’s a hassle, and who's gonna feed them? You?” He knew that eventually it’d be his responsibility to clean its dirty stuff away, take care of them etc. You’d just give them all the love.

So when today you didn’t let him into the house unless he got you a cow he got really ticked off. He already had a long and shitty day, and now you. He loved you dearly but your absurd ideas often annoyed him.

“Say you’ll get me one!! Pleasee” you looked at him with puppy eyes. “No.” he tried pushing you out of his way. “You seriously won’t let me go inside my home? Just to be clear, I’m paying for this place..parasite.” He glared. Not meaning half of those words. “That’s mean.”

He only shrugged and picked you up to finally come in. “Try and persuade me then- to get you that cow-” What he didn’t expect was a full on presentation in the living room. “Why is getting a mini, warm, soft and cute Highland cow is totally worth it” so the title read.

He took a deep breath knowing this will be a long few minutes. He prayed it won’t be hours. It’s also useless, he will never give in, maybe to a smaller animal yes, but not to a cow.

“So first of all, their appearance should speak for itself- but that never made you excited, sooo here’s a few fun facts. These highland cows can produce milk- only a few gallons, so less than their bigger cousins but you can make cheese and butter from it…” So on and so forth. You rambled like this was the day of your life.

He swore he felt his eyelids closing at one point. The videos you showed did make him smile a little, but it wasn’t enough. “Say, cariño, do you really want to lock a cow here? In this apartment? Without grass and only a few “edible” flowers? Do you really think he’d be happy here?” He countered. Always wanted to ask you that but he was worried it might really make you upset- and he couldn't bear to see you cry. But dire situations, call for dire measures.

“W-well…that’s.. I’ll take him for walks-” “You want to take a cow, on walks? In Madrid?” 

Silence. Utter silence filled the room. He raised his brow expecting an answer while knowing you can’t.

“I mean no.. but then- then promise me to get a cow when we move-” “Who said we are moving?” he squinted his eyes suspiciously. “I saw your phone- and I saw.. houses” He sighed. “When did you go through it?” “I didn’t!!! I just…saw.” He nodded like he never believed a word.

“Whatever, we are moving because some fans discovered this place, only a few streets down though.” “oh..sorry.” “You are hopeless, don’t say sorry for such trivial things, it was bound to happen.” He opened his arms and gestured for you to come closer.

You sat onto his lap and he enveloped you into his chest. After a few seconds of embracing each other you spoke. “Soo…can I have a cow?” “Sure.” “but- WAIT WHAT? REALLY?!” “Obviously not. Look I had a long day, I’m exhausted, I came home and you are annoying me.” 

“Sorry Sae” “Yeah it’s not that I care just…”

“Fine, no need to get a cow.” He rolls his eyes and hides a smile into your neck. “Can I still have a cat?” you mumbled softly. “Y/N” he groaned.

[dough09]

A tired maniac

Sae x F!reader

✨ Fluff. -🦋

It was already past midnight. Hell, even dawn was closely approaching. Yet your boyfriend was nowhere.

He called two hours ago that his plane landed and he’s driving home now. You didn't want to call him because you knew how fast he liked to drive. So you stayed in the kitchen scrolling on your laptop. 

The door slowly opened and the keys hitting each other made quite the noise. Sae didn't want to wake you up, as you should be asleep by now. He was careful. Trying to be that is.

He went to the bedroom to drop his stuff down and check on you but to his surprise, the bed was empty. He frowned.

“She stayed up waiting didn't she?” He grumbles. He hated that. You should know by now that his days are inconsistent. He felt sorry for you. Because he made his precious, cherised woman wait. 

Finally he found you. Passed out on the kitchen table. More like, on the keyboard of your device.

He cradled you in his strong arms and leaned down to kiss your forehead. “I’m home.” He whispered. Lastly he turned back to check on the laptop but it was already in sleeping mode.

(Unlike a certain someone...)

He placed you on the bed carefully. Slowly your eyes opened and bore into his. “Sae…” you spoke quietly and like someone who isn't in her right mind. You weren't. “Yeah yeah, I’m here, go back to sleep, we will talk later.” 

“Why are you late?” He frowned. He changed while talking to you. “Stupid traffic- I was driving as usual, then this grandpa comes in front of me out of nowhere, and he has the audacity to slow down like a sloth!! Not to mention, we got to a red light and guess what, the train didn't come. But of course the light and the sh*tty crossing gate said something else.” He took a deep breath because it was starting to tick him off again.

“There I waited for an hour. I would've called but I told you to go to sleep and don't wait for me so I just played on my phone.”

“And guess what, the second I get through all that traffic a car drives past me like a maniac.” He rambled. Although that last person… “driving like a maniac” sounds familiar. Although who are you to judge him? “I was this f*cking close to crashing.” “Oh and then it gets better, Shidou called to pick him up because that dumbass couldn't get an uber!!” He bit his lips and cuddled you into his arms. Pulling the covers onto you. 

 “Anyway, after more hours of traffic and taking the demon to his hotel, I just sped home without looking at anything. I had enough.” That earned him a sleepy scowl. He was frustrated yet there was nothing you could do. Your brain was processing yet your eyelids were slowly getting heavier.

The last thing you remember was a passionate kiss and his hands that pinned you to the bed. You must've passed out right there.

That night his cold piercing eyes softened at your figure. He was exhausted and multiple other pejorative adjectives. He was angry at himself and Madrid as a whole. And he is supposed to represent such a damned country. Spain can kiss his ass. 

Passed out under him was a girl who probably didn't even get half of his story. Yet she listened.

He probably never complained so much. Not to anyone, but you.

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Hope you enjoyed~ 🩷

Also, happy easter to each and every one of you!! I am so thankful for you guys! I am happy that you like my work and I hope you eill continue giving them a read in the future too.

I also want to interact more eith you guys and I have a few ideas in my dummy brain to do so, but please if you have questions or wishes or recommendations or ANYTHING really then don't be scared to share. (i think I'm more scared abt talking to you guys - I've got social anxiety 😶😅)

Feel free to share any happenings in your life and if you feel so, stay Anonymus. I absolutely understand why people would want that.

I hope you have a great day/night 💓.

(also I'm quite surprised how I have these exams but still find time and creativity to push these writings out)

[dough09]

this my first time requesting something ever ahh so nervous can i request can where sae hides like little cute notes around the house and reader finds them and sae finds out that reader keeps them in a cute box

Notes stored inside my heart...

Hii im so glad im your first!!

Fun fact: My native language isn't english either so I was also very nervous when I first started writing.

I love your request!! So cuteee.

I hope you'll like it 🩷

˖ ݁𖥔.☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖

"Sae definitely isn't the romantic type" or so the rumors say. You can't help but smirk at that statement each time.

A cold exterior doesn't necessarily mean he is like the Antarctica inside. Ever since you started dating he's been nothing but sweet. Except of course when there is an argument. Then he definitely stands for his right.

Each time he'd pick you up from work there is definitely some snacks, flowers, post it notes waiting for you. It's like his precious car, which he treasured the most was entirely lived in by you.

Like his two most cherished jewels united into one.

˖ ݁𖥔.☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖

After waking up, you go about your daily routine, except, it's the first day of you sleeping over at his.

You went to the kitchen to get your morning coffee. You knew he wouldn't be home so you didn't expect what's about to happen.

Your drink sat on the counter with a note next to it.

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

Morning mi vida, how did you sleep?

I went running, I'll be back by 7.

Ps.: I love you, you look beautiful when you

sleep.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

You were speechless. Did he watch you while sleeping? Actually makes sense because you did feel his strong arms all around you when you tried turning.

What you hoped he'd never find out is that you always kept these things. Every note, every piece of paper, you even dried out the flowers you got, at least one of each bouquet. Some would call this cheesy and way too much. But you were crazy in that way.

So you kept everything. In a separate pink box with a cyan bow specifically designed for it. You call it the Sae Box.

No one knew about this, because not only did you keep his things in here but when you were afraid of sending him a message, unsaid words. They were all there.

Even throughout all the long distance.

"what are you doing?" Your husband's voice breaks the silence. You could help but jump and hide the box under the bed.

His brows squinted. His weight hugged your figure. "What are you hiding?" "Nothing" you smile and kiss his jaw.

"give me the box cariño" he demanded. There was no use for further arguments. He leaned down and grabbed it. "How long have you been hiding this here?" "Actually ever since we moved in together." You chuckle and he can't help but scoff. He needed to remind himself to look after your ass once in a while.

He slowly took the lid off. In front of him many many dried flowers, notes, (what he considers) trash, and photos laid.

They were all precious memories to you. Even the paper of his gum that he told you to throw out meant more.

His notes caught his eyes and he went over each.

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

You asked would I love you till the day you die.

I said no, (I stand by that) but that's because if you die, I also go down with you. Yeah you would say I'm crazy. But only crazy for you.

I love you mi amor.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

Mi vida, I am sorry. I should've known you were hungry without you needing to say anything. I am terribly sorry.

Ps.: I already bought your desired snacks, look in the fridge

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

If you found the note, does this mean you forgive me? :) <3

I love you so much, don't leave me.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

I'm so sorry. I know it's your birthday but this is an important match. Wish me luck. <3

I promise I'll make it up to you. If you see this CALL ME IMMEDIATELY!!!

Watch me win just for you.

Happy birthday my life. I love you so so much.

Ps.: home by 7pm, reservation at 9! Dress up well.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

╭───────────────────────.★..────╮

You asked me who my dream girl is.

Mi vida, look in the mirror.

╰─..★.──────────────────────────╯

And so on and so forth. Notes on the microwave as a reminder to eat and heat up the already prepared meal.

Notes for dates.

Notes on your birthday.

Notes for those days when he knew you were stressed. Whenever life got hard he was there.

Yet they call him cold and emotionally unavailable.

Throughout it all, be it in Madrid, or in a completely different continent. He was there. Always. Always and forever. In sickness and in health.

Apologies for any mistakes. I hope you enjoyed. <3

Dough signing off~

[dough09]

Tranquility

Sae Itoshi x reader. F!reader

Short slice of life/ fluff~

(apologies about mistakes, I made this on a whim at 2am)

Also, It's still exam season for me, so I still can't work much on things, but I'm foing my best to take care of smaller skits I find cute.

The soft sunrays shone through the blinds. It was still early. But the birds were chirping, and life in Madrid has started. Cars sped through the city, all hurrying to work and kids from the neighborhood laughed as they raced on the pavement. Holding the daily "I will pay the lunch of the winner" competition.

The sun enveloped your cozy figure. Going back to sleep wasn't an option anymore. Slowly you sobered up into the resl world, only to see the space next to you empty. Is Sae still running ? You check the time. It was only 7. Which meant that he has already finished. Or he should've.

On the off chance that he is in the kitchen you headed there. Sae forbid you from drinking coffee for at least this week (as you accidentally drifted into an obsession due to the amount of stress surrounding you nowdays) therefore you poured some water into your glass.

Regardless, you didn't find him anywhere. You were watching the world move while sitting on the balcony, sipping your water.

"I got you breakfast" a voice says. You hear a bag drop on the dining table. "Wow really? Thank you!!" You exclaimed and turned to walk over to him.

"no problem" a short scoff along the lines. "I thought they called you in for some practice again..." You pout.

"I would've texted you or eritten you a note then." You chuckle and smile after embracing him into a tight hug. "Good morning prodigy."

He flicks your forehead and ruffles your slightly bed hair. "Don't call me that- and morning" your giggles fill the morning air.

The mornings with Sae Itoshi were always so slow. You could take your time, despite him going away for at least two hours. But that's before you wake up anyway, so it doesn't matter to you.

The Spring air in Madrid always brought calmness and tranquility into your lives. There wasn't any rush, and everything had its space. With him, it was as if time has stopped and it was just you two.

The house smelled like him each time, so you truly knew that even if he wasn't their in his very flesh, his thoughts, feelings take in everything around the rooms.

Dough siging off~ baii

[dough09]

Hii, to everyone who requested: I am working on them but if you read my life update I am in a little pickle~

I have exams coming up and I am focusing most of my energy on school. Apologies and thank you for your understanding.

While I didappear, please have this content.

F!reader x Itoshi Sae, when the unexpected happens at the "best" time.

Or, how the Itoshi family found out their older son has a girlfriend and is very much taken. A house where a woman's touch was obvious.

Summary: the parents of the Itoshi brothers visit Sae since he was lazy to go back and they felt abandoned. What they didn't know was that after flying all that much, their visit has a terrible timing.

The visit

Your boyfriend finally arrived back in Spain. Back to his home. Back to you. Nothing out of the ordinary, yet whenever this happens you can't help but cling to him with all your might.

He might find it terribly annoying, but doesn't pull away regardless. Even if he is bitter and cold he has this side to him that makes you stay. Even if he hurt your deepest crannies.

The new couch was the best place for cuddles. In fact you purchased this one exactly because it was big enough and the mattress was soft. Pillows were another thing. Whoever came to his house had a sure inkling that it's a woman’s touch.

Sae never in his life has ever used that many pillows. Let alone in those colors that were carefully picked to suit the living room.

He didn't hate it. Not like he admitted because when you asked he for sure said “Leave me alone, it's ugly, I can't stand it.”, oh but yes he could.

It reminded him of you. You in his space. All the scattered shirts, the mess you made were things he lived with. When he washed the sheets he made sure he was using the rinsing you bought. Just so it could smell like you.

Although he was sure that if this were to get out, he’d be looked at much differently.

In the heat of the moment the sloppy kisses turned into passionate ones. Only the small yellow hue of the nearby lamp lit the room.

Occasionally you couldn't help but open your eyes mid-kiss and place your hands in his hair looking at it fall.

“Oi- close your eyes” he warned with a commanding tone. A guilty smile smeared across your face.

His hands curled around your waist pulling you into him more and more. The message he couldn't say with words was super clear to you, he missed you.

The door slowly opened. You both looked at each other. You were terrified while he turned his head to face the door behind.

There stood his family. Well, except Rin. His mother turned on the lights. “Sae! How are you-” her gaze drifted down to the woman in his arms.

His dad smirked and tapped his wife’s shoulder. “Sorry we barged in. Came at a bad time hah…”

He was speechless. What would his family be doing here. But at least this way he doesn't have to go back to Japan with the intention of introducing his girlfriend.

The mother was shocked to her core. She had no idea what to say or how to react. You were the same. Much to your surprise you had to say something. So you blurted out a simple “H-hi Mr. And Mrs. Itoshi”

At that moment Sae cursed his past self for giving them a spare house key.

Dough, signing off 🩷 hope you enjoyed.

[dough09]

Little life update over here.

I have a few requests in my drafts and I have plans for them, I promise I'm also working on a fic (it's actually a totally different kind than I usually do, planning it to be a series so it's definitely gonna be up on wattpad)

So apart from those I obviously have a life. Exams are slowly approaching me and a lot of stress has gotten to me.

To be for real with you, I am maybe a little burned out too. Of everything. Life itself.

So I might take a little break and not work on those requests. I am very sorry sbout it, I was very enthusiastic coming forward but as I said, life took a toll on me.

I hope you can forgive me for going on a hiatus. I don't know its exact length but my whole spring break will be about studying for the exams.

I hope you can understand and will keep waiting for me. All in all, uploads might come rarely, if they even come. Sorry about that.

Also I was thinking about an interaction with you guys. Like everyday I'd think of a question or statement and put out a poll on your thoughts.

I want to get to know all of you precious people so I will try my best.

Thank you for reading this boring thingy. If you want to share something I'd be happy to listen.

Dough signing off~

Have a nice day/night

[dough09]

Hello! your work is something! I don’t want to miss the chance to share a possible idea!

The reader is a genius striker, while he (for example, Isagi, Sae, Reo) is your most devoted fan, ready to follow you around the world. While she play in championships, he sneaks into restricted areas of stadiums to wish she luck and support she in every way possible.

English is not my native language, sorry if it is not written clearly!

Hii thank you for your request! Don't worry, english isn't my native language either!!

Apologies if it took long, I wanted to make sure I don't dissappoint TxT

Also, some others also requested some things which Im super happy about! It means a lot to me so thank you everyone. I can't guarantee speediness, but I'll do them with due time.

I hope you'll enjoy 🩷

Characters used: Yoichi Isagi, Reo Mikage, Michael Kaiser, Sae Itoshi

(I feel like Isagi’s got a little long.. upsiees)

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Yoichi Isagi

He simply adored the striker named Y/N L/N. The thought of liking this woman even better than Noel Noa hit him like a truck. He loved both, but if he needed to decide between the two, he’d surely pick you. His girlfriend of two years.

You had a match in Rio de Janeiro, and he had one back in Japan. Regardless to him, that didn't matter. He threw that out the window without a lingering thought, and bought tickets. Sometimes you had to scold him. He is throwing his life away for you, in the literal sense.

“Yoichi! Who in their right mind would do that?” You sighed, reaching the end of the same old conversation. “I’ll play in the next one, it’ll be alright.” He protested. It’s just the same old disagreement. He wanted to fly out with you, no matter the consequences.

It wasn't that you were severely against him supporting you with all his might, you just wanted to be realistic.

The next day, there he was. With you on the plane. Sitting closely next to you. He leaned his head onto your shoulder.

“Good luck my love~” he yawns. “Luck for what?” You chuckled. For this match you needed more than just luck. The opposite team was strong. You’ve been defeated by them once, back in the day, and you can’t let them take another win. That’s straight out disrespectful. At least, that’s what you always said.

When the loud cheers for your team made the stadium erupt in shouts, whistles you bathed in the recognition. With each win, it was like you became someone more important. Your dream, to be number one wasn’t so unachievable after all. That’s how Yoichi’s gaze lingered on you.

He was watching from the stadium’s highest stands, where no one but the staff could be. He enjoyed seeing you from so high up. Because when you turned, your gazes met. Without a single soul covering anything.

The man smiled down at you and subtly waved. He looked proud. Proud of his striker. His eyes told you many unspoken words. He was like an open book, without any complicated words.

Maybe, after you’ve changed, the flight will have to be delayed. At least if he isn’t opposed. Which you guarantee he isn’t.

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Reo Mikage

Everyone knew how obsessed this chameleon was with his wife-to-be. That was quite obvious even to someone who only heard of the player.

Your next match was in Italy. Japan and Italy are obviously miles away. But when you told him you’d be overseas for a month (as your training camp was also held there) he didn’t flatter an eyelid. He straight up nodded and purchased the tickets.

“What are you doing?” You asked. Flabbergasted. “I bought first class tickets.” He smiled. “Best for the best.” With a shrug he was ready to leave the topic. Not on your watch.

You grabbed his phone and quickly clicked out from the webpage. “No way. You have your job too! Not to mention the company!” You frowned at him.

“Stop looking at me like I did something horrible. I can’t just leave my girl to fly alone, live alone, and be lonely. If I have the money, I'm going. Naturally.” He didn’t falter. His voice told a thousand reasons why he can’t back down. The conversation had no further space for an argument.

Even if you really wanted to stop him, you knew it’s hopeless. Once Reo wanted something, he would be sure to bring it to his deathbed even. “Still.. what will your manager say?” You trailed off not wanting to look at him. “He’ll understand, if I have anything going on i’ll jus cancel it. If it’s a meeting, since this is the 21st century, I can just attend from my laptop. If it’s about soccer… well no one would mind me missing out for once.”

He was determined. No backing off now. His argument was fair and it was already set in stone. Still, you feel his manager. You would’ve already quit with how he acts sometimes.

The numbers were close but you ended up winning. You were the one to hit the last goal, therefore you were swimming in the glory again. The loud celebrations of the audience filled the air around you. Only when you met those dark purple eyes did the outside noise come to a halt.

He was watching you from where he wouldn’t be spotted. Perhaps, he didn’t want people to pay attention to him, when his gemstone is out there doing her best. Your heart fluttered as he smirked. The moment caged you two into your world, completely shutting out everything and everyone else.

Truthfully. You felt great that he watched you. You wanted to thank him for coming.

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Michael Kaiser

The man heads over heels for his partner. Undying love, undying attachment. There was no way he could release you from his grasp. Not even for that one stupid match. Not when he was so down bad for you.

It was impossible to stop him. You were fully aware why he is so broken and damaged. But there wasn't any reason to love him less. Quite the opposite, you always thought he should be even more cherished.

But to let him accompany you for another match overseas… Now that was a little risky for you too. In the end, his decision. But he’s been missing practice, and matches frequently.

“Are you sure it’s okay to skip again?” Though it was more of a rhetorical question. With a grumble he responded not even looking up from what he busied himself with. “Don't care about others’ opinions.” “Surely your manager’s opinion counts!”

“He is there for my career, not for my private life.” With that you really couldn't argue. “Anyway, I will be at the usual spot, so find me”

And there he was. Looking straight at you as you. As you shot the ball straight into the goal.

The eyes of the world were heavy on you but the only thing you cared about was your boyfriend. He waved lazily and smiled. A rare smile coming from him. Regardless, it enchanted you each time.

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Sae Itoshi

Your boyfriend was never one to show his deliberate feelings. With him everything was a little puzzle. When it came to them anyway.

The only thing he was brave to show was his love for soccer. He always bought every merch of yours. He wouldn't admit it but when he was far away from you he often wore those signed shirts.

No one could imagine he’d go crazy over a player but ever since the first time he’s seen you he always hoped he could someday pass the ball to you. That was when he first saw you in Spain.

Ever since then, playing as a midfielder was for the sole purpose of passing to you. Even if he knew that's impossible.

He was overjoyed when he and you started talking. First it was only about your jobs, but later it all got a little deeper.

At every match you had, no matter where it was, the soccer addict was willing to shake up all the priorities he set in stone. All for a girl. All for Y/N L/N. All for his girlfriend.

He was there each time, hiding from the watchful eyes so all the glory could be yours. Because he was sure that if he were to appear people would take their eyes off of you. You didn't ever deserve that.

He needed everyone to look at you. To be amazed by you. He needed to see everyone’s gaze locked onto you. Even if he wanted you just to himself. Even if he hated sharing.

[dough09]

I saw this on my page, and I was like, I must deliver. This is such a good ideaaa 😭

(Im working on three different fanfics, save me TvT)

Thank you @keyhai 🩷

// I also paid attention to your comment under the post //

How cute~

When Sae arrived at his new home at thirteen the new school, the dorm building seemed huge. Heck, the whole of Spain seemed monumental compared to Kanagawa. The prefecture he knew so well. He couldn't exactly comprehend how he’d be studying, living and practicing here. 

It was hard at first. Getting to know his age group, his new teammates who were all a little older than him. Sometimes he was close to giving up. Occasionally his Spanish teacher had to consol the little boy. That old man was his only hope. The only parent-figure he could keep in touch with. 

The only person who could understand him. Without that stupid language barrier he learned to hate.

All the bullying he received as a child. Just because he is younger and japanese. He learned how cruel the world is.

Everything changed when he saw a taller girl rush across the hallway. A football and a sports bag in hand. Sae scoffed. “She must be late for practice… slacker” or so he thought.

A sense of familiarity hit him. Clueless why. He definitely hasn't seen you in school, nor at the dorms. What he did know, was that she seemed to be much older.

A week later the Re Al football teams got together to say bye to a retiring coach. Sae has learned that it's a custom to show up to the retirement party for everyone who plays in the club regardless of age, time spent there, or whether or not they knew the person in question.

For Sae Coach Emiliano said nothing. He didn't know him, nor did he hear about the old man. Ever. Each group dressed in their respective jerseys gathered around the man. Sae didn't understand how could people adore this Emiliano, if he has never ever heard his name before. Surely if he was an important figure he’d know.

“Do you want some cookies?” A girl looked down at him. Not much taller, just, maybe a tiny bit. Fine, who is he kidding. She was towering over him. 

He saw how you looked at him. It was a gentle gaze. Not one he is used to. He had no idea what you just said. He understood that you asked him if he wanted something. It was above him to know the word cookie. 

“Yo! Y/N El idiota no tiene idea de lo que estás diciendo! El es japones.” //Yo! Y/N The idiot has no idea what you're saying! He's Japanese.// A guy around your age shouted. He didn't need to understand everything to hear the mean tone in between. He was totally looking down on him. Like everyone. “Oh, sorry, then do you know english?” You smiled.

You smiled. 

Smile?

That guy just told you how he is an idiot and all that. But instead of the usual racism and downgrading, you smiled. At him.

He felt his heart skip a beat. His eyes met yours and they lingered for a while. He saw that you were getting nervous by just staring at each other so he quickly had to say something. “Not the best.. but I know more.”

“That's wonderful! Don't listen to Rodrigo, he doesn't know what he’s talking about. One time, he slammed the ball into the coach’s head- “ you laughed. “He got punished for 3 weeks straight.” 

Your laughter struck a chord within his heart. What was this feeling? He didn't mind being with you even if you were speaking way too fast. He did understand what you found funny though.

Maybe there is a hint of light within the world.

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Days passed. You two got closer. Started meeting more due to your training regimen changing. The girls team played at the same time with his team, just across from them. 

With his translator in tow they finally arrived to the court. It was time for practice to start.

His eyes occasionally drifted to the other team. You were captivating. You mainly passed the ball around. You also looked to be a midfielder. 

He hates that position. He wanted to be a striker all along. Hell, even his promise with Rin is about being a striker, but the coach thought this would suit him best. “I’ll show him, I can be a stiker if I want to, I’ll hog all the goals” or so he thought. 

But as he watched you play maybe it wasn't that bad. Maybe passing it around, knowing who is in the best position is maybe more attractive than taking all the glory.

Plus, a striker has to be loved by all. Which he isn't. Or so he's told. “Sae! Coach wants you guys to watch the girls play. They have a training match in 20 minutes!” His translator informed. He nodded and went to the other court. Not that he wasn't already looking at you.

Throughout the whole match you were captivating. Not only for him but many of his teammates found themselves focusing on you.

That was how he fell in love- With the midfielder position. naturally..

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Days of knowing each other became weeks. Later became months. Even years. Years of staying in contact. 

Just like how silent stares, occasional greetings, shared laughs, smiles, nods at each other made your relationship somewhat questionable.

These stolen moments eventually became stolen kisses. They lasted for a moment in public, but when you started going on dates, sharing food and all of the above it all became clear to Sae.

He fell in love. With his senior.

“This is a joke Y/N” he sighed tiredly as you tried feeding him like a little boy. “Come on! Don't be a party pooper, come, say aah~” 

“I am not a child dumbass!” he scoffed and grabbed the fork. “Eat” as he nudged it towards you.

“Oh come on, you are shorter! You can't feed me!!” What logic even is that… not that it mattered. When you were with each other, making sense wasn't always important. Or so he learned.

“Just was. You live in the past mi vida” he flirted. True, as the years passed he became more attractive. You started looking at him differently. Eventually he was more than a younger student. Someone you should help and support. He became someone you could find solace in. “I do not-” but as you opened your mouth the cake found its way to it. 

It was yummy. The fruits and the cream balanced each other so well. Wasn't too sweet, but not too sour.

He saw how much you liked it and couldn't help but also take a bite. From the same fork. /Indirect kiss- your brain interrupted the moment/

“You know, I used to hate Spain. The language, the city, the people, even soccer for a while.. but maybe it's not so bad afterall.” “Think of it this way, if you weren't here, you’d never know me” you grinned. 

“True, although… sometimes I think that’d be less troublesome” “Stop being mean!!!” You whined.

He chuckled. “Come on, eat the rest of this” he said as he pushed the plate closer to you. “Only if I can feed you!” “No” “Come on! Just one bite!!” You squint your eyes in a pout.

“Fine, but only because I’ll never hear the end of it otherwise.” he blushed and sighed. 

He bit down the fork you placed to his mouth and slowly leaned back. “How cute~” he blushed. But it's whatever. Your giggle meant more to him than stupid cake. “I am not 13 anymore Y/N.” He retorted and looked down at the cake.

You took a bite from the cookie on the side. Galleta. It was pretty funny to him. You probably didn't ponder about this. Nor did you remember your first question towards him. But to him, that sentence was life changing.

…Well not the cookies, but you get the point.

Coming to Spain was worth it. The hours of studying was worth it. Interacting with others was worth it. Saying bye to his childish self, was worth it.

That's how Spanish lessons became important. How feelings crept up within him. How he learned about others. And about himself. How he fell more in love with soccer. Maybe at the end of the day, the language barrier has one tiny advantage. Maybe being “special” or out of place within a country isn't always so terrible.

The world may have changed at 13. But change, isn't always a synonym for bad.

[dough09]

Hi everyone! It's Dough heree (but you can call me simply author too)!!

I've got an announcement to make.

Lately I've been out of ideas (and also I am sick so that's another minus point) so I want to receive your help.

My requests are open.

If you have any blue lock character ideas you'd like to read then please tell me! I will make sure to deliver it in the near future.

I might not deliver it immediately but you'd be helping me out a ton! 🩷🩷

Ah btw, I mainly like writing fluff, but if you want me I can make suggestive fluff too. I also don't think my smut writing skills are good enough to do justice 😅 (Im sorry)

I will take anything, so it's not a need to be Sae. (I know I'm biased but that doesn't mean I don't like the other characters)

Have a nice daaay/ niight! 🩷🩷

[dough09]

Little by little

Translation by: google translate (so pls don't judge, I actually don't know Spanish, but for the sake of this I was willing to go to such lengths)

Have a nice day/night🩷

Little by little Sae’s Spanish teammates noticed the little changes in his lifestyle. He started leaving practice on time. After his usual shower following each match he suddenly disappeared after coming out of the changing area. It wasn't the same old kind of disappearance. Because he used to rush to his car with his manager but nowdays Girolan was still waiting for him at the car while he was nowhere to be found.

Japan’s treasure, Spain’s greatest mid-fielder…

“Definitivamente tiene novia!!” /He definitely has a girlfriend!!/ Spoke the one with dark hair. “Sae? No hay manera de que esté interesado en nadie.” /Sae? There is no way he’s interested in anyone./ Scoffed the tallest one in the group.

Each person on the team decided of their own truth. Some said he has family visiting, some say he wants to leave Re Al so he’s meeting with members from other teams. The person who started this rumour decided to cry at him leaving. Poor man got really attached to the stoic and emotionless japanese prodigy.

There are also people who belive Sae, officially found love.

As for the boy genius, he didn't decline any of it, nor did he confirm any of said rumours. To be honest, he actually enjoyed the confusion. He liked how people came up with conspiracy theories while the truth remained hidden.

Until a pushy teammate of his visited him at his house. He saw his car in front of the door and just as Sae was about to step out he approached him. “Hola Sae! Qué estás haciendo?” /Hey Sae! What are you doing?/

The crimson haired frowned and sighed. “No es asunto tuyo. Por gué estás aquí?” /None of your business. Why are you here?/ The ugly retort came. However no answer came back. The man was way too busy with inspecting all he could see in the house. His eyes ventured across everything when suddenly stopping on a pink pair of shoes. His eyes widened.

“Tienes novia?!?” /You got a girlfriend?!?/ This made Sae startled and frantically looked behind himself. He kind of lost his cool. Although he still didn't understand how he got that conclusion.

“Los zapatos rosas” /the pink shoes/ he helped and pointed at the items in question. “No tengo novia idiota” /I don't have a girlfriend dumbass/ he scoffed and was about to shut the door.

“Saee dónde pusiste mi cargador-” /Saee where did you put my charger?/ you came out in his shorts with a small top covering your upper body. Your eyes drifted to the man towering on your staircase. A sweatdrop was visible on your face. “Aun no hay novia!” /Still no girlfriend./ And with that sentence the door was shut and locked.

From that day onward he got all the teases from his teammates. Each time he said you were his sister even if that grossed him out. But the Spanish knew better. They knew that the produgy got a girlfriend. Regardless of what he said.

You decided to surprise Sae at a match that he’s been preparing for a month. You were talking with Girolan as you two got closer throughout the days. Maybe he even knew the truth.

“Hola la chica de Sae” /Hi Sae’s girl/ smirked a shorter member as he spotted you. Sae was walking behind him and as he heared that he immediately turned to see you.

Your cheeks tinted with a deep red. “L-La chica de S-Sae?” /S-Sae’s girl?/ “Déjala en paz” /leave her alone/ his deep voice broke the laughter. He walked over to you and pushed you in the car signaling Girolan that they’d be going now.

“Solo admite que es tu novia” /Just admit she’s your girlfriend/ the man who saw you first in the flesh smirked. Sae sighed and a visible irk mark appeared on his temple. “Cállate y vete” /shut up and go away/ he mumbled. With that said he sat in the car.

“Sae.. I’ve been meaning to ask, why do you hide me so much?” You tried ignoring his gaze knowing he could push out a hard and blunt retort.

“They are noisy, they talk too much. I don't want your freedom to get taken away just because of me.” He sighed and raised your chin to finally face him. “But if you really want to make it public, I won't object.”

His eyes softened at his honesty. The air around you lightened and it wasn't so suffocating anymore. You have wanted to ask this ever since the tall guy saw you. But you always lacked the courage.

“Would they really blurt this thing out? They seem to really care about you” he chuckled at your words and his lips curled up in a gentle fashion.

“Exactly.. they’d be way too happy for me. So naturally, if they know, the whole world will find out."

"I don't mind. I have you, so it's fine" Little by little, your sentences melted his toic heart. Little by little more emotions flowed within him. Little by little, he started believing that he can have a life seperate from soccer, and the sport isn't all that he's interested in. He has you, and you have him.

I hope you enjoyed <3

[dough09]

THINKING ABOUT…..

Itoshi Sae with an actress!reader, where the actress!reader owns a Ferrari. You own a Ferrari 812 superfast. You’ve mentioned in your previous interviews, that you love a good ol’ Ferrari, and it’s your favorite. Though you never mentioned what type.

And there are some rules that Sae HAS to follow (even if he is your boyfriend).

DO NOT EAT IN THE CAR (you guys sometimes break that rule, but eat carefully)

ASK PERMISSION BEFORE TAKING THE CAR

DO NOT SAY ANYTHING BAD ABOUT IT (it’s your baby😕)

And nothing else. Now one thing Sae has realized is that you are completely oblivious to the way you act or drive. Like completely. In all honesty, he thinks you look hot or attractive when driving the car, or better, when parking it. Ooh, or when you’re bobbing your head or tapping your foot to the music, which plays in your car at low volume. Or when you would just womanspread. That’s how you would sit every time, leaning back, hands controlling the steering wheel however they liked.

Your face was drenched in complete concentration, as you parallel parked your car, your features looking sharp. You glanced back, and then at the small screen (idk ok), eyes focused, as Sae just stared. You then placed your hand behind the headrest of his seat, and leaned in and up slightly, looking back, and muttering a small “Sorry,” as Sae gave you some space.

His eyes were fixated on you. He felt weird. He felt giddy. Trying to control the temperature of his face (which was rising, God help him), he glances at the window, not really wanting to feel like this, but how could he, when you looked like this?

And your hands. Your hands which controlled the steering wheel. God, it looked veiny. Your hands. The veins looked more prominent when you flexed your hands.

Sae ripped his eyes off the window. His eyes stared at your hands, then scanned your whole self, before darting to your face, staring at you. It seemed as if he was testing you, wanting to see if you were doing this on purpose, but you weren’t. You genuinely weren’t! (Or you were just that good at acting to the point you could easily ignore him or pretend he doesn’t exist when you do these kinds of things).

Once you were done, you sighed and closed your eyes for a few seconds, then opened them, only to find Sae staring at you with a hint of something special in his eyes. And you knew what it was, very well. But you managed to brush it off.

You then smile at him innocently. “What,” you ask, keeping your keys in your bag, staring at him. He then gulped, shaking his head. “Nothing,” he mutters, then looks away. “Did I do something wrong,” you ask, staring at him with slightly furrowed brows.

God, no you didn’t. You just made him feel weird. In a good way. And he liked that. He wanted to feel it more, if he was being honest. “Come on, let’s go,” he says, exiting the car. You then nodded, and once he left, you finally let your lips stretch into a smirky smile. Finally. A taste of his own medicine.

It probably was a good idea to take him out, which meant that he had to be passenger princess. He always made you feel weird, and you would never stop checking him out, when he did the same- parking the car, driving, manspreading like that . He always did it intentionally! So you decided to do the same for whatever reason and it worked!

You honestly didn’t know you could make him feel like this.

[dough09]

Teenage love.

Sae broke up with you just as you were 13, by that time he was 15. Teenage couples. A couple who made some bad decisions. The crimson haired boy was set on making his career blossom, and you sometimes were pushed in the back. You accepted that for the prodigy soccer would come first. You knew this was his dream ever since he saw this sport. Well, in one way or another anyway. Spain’s team was grueling, yet he was still determined to get to where he needs to be whatever the stakes.

Even if that meant spending less time with his girlfriend. Even of forgotten dates, forgotten anniversaries came up.

Days, years passed like so. Finally when he had to leave for a match last minute on your 6th year anniversary you drew the line. It wasn't fair to you. He knew that too. He felt guilt each time he had to leave suddenly. On this day, you said if he’d step outside the door, there is no going back. You will leave him leave but that means you’re done. He stood there with a sports bag in hand looking down. Where the warm wood flooring changed to the cold concrete. Between the living room, and the entryway.

He finally looked back straight into your eyes. A small hint of vulnerability passed him. Those unreadable eyes showed hardship. That he was so sorry. Tears filled up in your eyes. He pulled you closer and hugged you, all the while placing a soft kiss onto your head. “Stay.” You whispered weakly. Trying to contain the sobbing sounds.

Despite your short begging, he let go and went outside.

What he didn't know is that you were pregnant. He left you, when you wanted to tell him the news.

Teen pregnancy. There you were, at 16. You didn't have a single clue how your family would react. You had no idea if by the next minutes you’d be strolling on the streets of Spain day and night, or they’d bear with you.

Maybe you were too young. Too much for teenage love. But then, what is teenage love?

Is it the sloppy and innocent kisses? Those ugly pictures that your parents took? You always wonder, if you haven't met Sae. If he wasn't put into your family when he came to Spain at 13. If your father wasn't his coach. If his parents wouldn't have allowed him to live with another family.

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The sunset was slowly approaching. The sunlight dimmed slowly and the ball hit your legs. Your son ran after it grabbing it with his tiny hands. He was just three and a half years old, yet he was already brgging you each day to play with him. Ever since he saw a football match on the tv when your father was busy with analyzing the new opponents, he became hooked on it.

Not much to your surprise. You always had a feeling that if Sae were to ever have a child, they’d surely be a football addict. What you didn't expect, was that you’d be the mother.

“Mama, kick it back!!” Quickly your thoughts were interrupted and you let the ball roll to his feet. The little boy eagerly accepted it and continued happily kicking it around.

As he tried kicking it into the small goal made specifically for kids he accidentally tripped and the ball was stopped by a tall man. As the little boy ran to him to get his toy back he saw just how the man towered over him.

You quickly hurried to the scene. “Katsu! Are you okay?!” he only nodded in response and pointed at the older man. As you stood up with your son in your hand you immediately recognized the familiar figure.

“Y/N, been a while.” A small smile twitched on his face. “Yeah it has, could we get the ball back? Sorry for him…” You apologized gently.

“You have a son now… very indentic with someone I know” he teased and picked up the ball to hand it over to the boy.

“Who’s your dad little guy?” “Dunno, mommy doesn't talk about him, she says that useless people who run away from solving things are cowards and shouldn't be taken into account.

“She seems strict.” a coy smile displayed on his face. Although he had a deep feeling that you specifically made him learn this sentence, in case you meet.

“Riightt!! But grandma says she went through lots of things for me so I love mommy.”

“Katsu, and what do I say about talking behind someone’s back? No, this is worse, you are my son, and talking in front of me.”

As the sun began setting you found yourself next to Sae on the bench as you watched Katsu play around.

“He really is mine huh?” He asked after a few minutes of silence. “Does that hair seem to be so common?” You say sarcastically. Katsu's hair was a darker shade of crimson than Sae’s but his eyes, and the eyelashes were the exact copy of his.

Oftentimes it pained you to know how much they look alike. “Why didn't you tell me?”

“Tell you what?” “About the pregnancy Y/N! Did you plan to hide my son away from me forever?”

“Your son? I raised him alone, and you practically ran away, when, rather, how was I supposed to reach out?” Anger laced in your words. You thought you got to know him so well throughout all the years. But at least for 4 years, you’ve lived with a lie. The older Itoshi didn't care about you.

“If you had really tried, you’d have discovered that my manager had your number at all times.”

The air became colder between the two of you. Just as rain clouds suddenly formed in the sky above.

No, this time, you won't say sorry. You aren't going to be the one to apologize first. Why would you even call his manager? The only reason you ever reached out was to know when Sae’d be home.

“Y/N” he spoke slowly. As if gently treading on forbidden grounds. Without any further words you looked to his side. You promised yourself you’d hear him out whenever he saw the situation.

“Let me spend time with him!” He sighed. Truth be told, he was nervous. Nervous that you’d reject him. Reject him for not being there when it mattered.

Your eyes widened at his question. “Y-you want to get to know him?”

“I want..my family back.” Those words tugged at your heart. But as he said it with that deep thoughtful voice it was like your heart got torn out.. As if someone stole it in a second, without you knowing the culprit.

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[dough09]

Act of service

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Sae fell sick so you decided to take care of him and let him rest. Today, you will make sure he feels fulfilled and his needs are tended to.

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You have left to go to the kitchen to make breakfast. Your boyfriend was still sleeping under the covers. It was a little weird, by the time you usually wake up he’s saying bye so he can get to his morning run.

Nevertheless you didn't think much of it. Quickly you got to making scrambled eggs. Lately his nutritionist has been mad at him for eating chocolate and other “bad foods.” And to be honest, maybe it was your fault. Your influence. However just because he is all healthy that doesn't mean you also have to be perfect like that.

After you were done you went back to the bedroom. The blanket was still curled around him. His crimson hair sticking out a little. “Sae, wake up!” He murmured back something quite incoherent. You walk over and sit on the bed.

“Are you okay?” Your voice rings out softly making him turn. His eyes shined and not just because of how the morning sun shone inside. He looked sweaty too. “I have a terrible headache…and my throat hurts too.” he finally admitted.

His space between his eyebrows shortened and a tired frown visited his expression. It wasn't intended for you but you found out through careful examination that whenever he's sick, he is constantly frowning and even his lips are placed into a pout more often.

You leaned down to measure his heat with your hand. “And you’re warm too. I’ll call your coach and manager. You are staying here today.” “But-” he protested. “No buts, you’re doing what I say.”

"Yes ma'am." he sighed and his back hit the bed in a sudden second.

The calls went by quickly. Everyone was understanding. Sae never missed practice. Except on two occasions. Your birthday, and when he was sick to the point he couldn't stand up. The latter was 4 years ago.

He wasn't the type to fall for the bed but when he did, he really was out. “I’ve brought your breakfast. I was careful about how much I put into it. I made scrambled eggs.” You chuckled and sat down next to him. “Want me to feed you mister?” He scoffed and reached for the fork. “I am not that sick you know-”

“I’d feed you regardless how sick, or how not sick you are.” You blurt out. It made him look at you. His hands turned the fork and pushed it towards you. “You’ll blush so much” he smirked. His eyes hinted at some playfulness. So you question how come that he’s sick and still in such a good mood.

“Care to proceed mi amor?” He stretched his arm out a little more so you’d feel obligated to take it. Your fingers curl around the utensil.

And yes, as he thought. Your cheeks were tinted with a warm rosy blush. Not like that stopped you from feeding your boyfriend.

As you pushed the food closer, he opened his mouth slightly and bit the food down. “I hate getting babied Y/N” he whined. You knew that too so it didn't come as a surprise. Regardless he let you go along with this because without needing to spell it out you both knew how much acts of service mean to you.

HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY MY FELLOW GIRLS!!! 💕

I hope you spend this day well, even if you're alone.

I love you guys with my whole heart and THANK YOU for ALL your support. With each like I feel as my heart would burst from happiness. Like I really appreciate all of you so much. I hope you continue to enjoy my work.

Have a nice day/night etc. 🩷🩷🩷

[dough09]

What I like

The street lights filled the atmosphere with thousands of red sparks. The car came to a stop. He grabbed the soft hands next to his and smirked. “Say that again.”

“I’ll protect you!” The confident voice of yours rang out. He injured his knees at the match again and this wasn't the first time. Lately he’s been coming home with new bruises each day.

“Hm.” Your heart skipped a beat. Did he not hear you again? “W-what?” You stuttered from being startled.

“You’ll protect me, yeah?” Is he kidding. Why does he look so smug? “Yeah!” your response hasn't faltered at all.

“Cariño.” He sighed and pulled you in by your chin. The red light lit his face up softly. The street seemed lonely and it was only you two.

Being alone with him is strangely fulfilling. It's like two souls, two hearts beating just for each other. Although, yours beat so rapidly you were seriously concerned he’d hear. “Protect me when you can protect yourself.” His voice jumps you out of your train of thoughts.

Train. Yes. His voice really hit you like a train. You were about to blurt out something because you could feel your lips stop mid air.

“Hm? What does mi amor want to say?” His brows rise up slightly, the smirk still plastered widely on his mouth. Oh if he’d only stop already. “Huh-”

Lips smashed against each other. You both had no idea who kissed first. Maybe it was at the same time. You can't blame yourself, he was the one leaning in so close. However the lack of knowledge didn't make the kiss any less passionate and enjoyable.

Silent prays on both hands could be heard. Please don't turn green just yet.

“Am I too easy?” You gulp after leaning away.

He laughs and shakes his head. “Nah, if you’d be easy I’d never be so turned on by you.”

“H-huh???” He seriously wasn't himself.

Before he could say anything he turned his head back and let go of you to grab the shifter. The red light that caused your cheeks to flush in a deep red got switched by a soft green.

Without more words he just pulls your hand into his lap. You could see him step on the gad pedal more. He looked to be in a hurry.

“W-wait did I actually…?” You question with a loud gulp. “Maybe” he sighed with a hint of embarrassment flipping through his expression.

“I love you.” Blood rose to your cheeks. “I didn't mean to say that out..just now.”

“Yeah?” “You love me?”

“Yeah. Like you don't already know that…” Yeah true, it wasn't a surprise. Still teasing you was the best part of his day. Plus, your expression was so obvious.

"I'll still protect you Sae!"

"Protect me when you know how to do it yourself dummy. Look at your hand already" he sighs with a slight chuckle.

Just a silly random idea I had. Isn't it attractive when men say "hm."???