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i. an addition to the team. 𖦹˚.★

( BLUE LOCK FAFIC )
I. THEY LOVE ME ‧₊˚♥︎
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⋆。𖦹˚.★ sae resided comfortbaly in the large hot springs, an arm of his pulled behind his head, meanwhile his dominant hand held his phone. fortunately for him, he got out of practice sooner than his colleagues, so he has the space to himself. he's already frustrated with the new future arrangements ego has in line for them, but he's learned to put his disappointment aside.

  the door to the confined area opens, and out reveals a shirtless shidou. hm, he must've just finished up too—makes sense, or whatever. they make brief eye contact, but neither of them say anything—maybe a little too worn out to, although it seems like shidou always contains a relentless amount of energy. it's both admirable, and frustrating.

  shidou's near the sink removing his eyeliner. the fact that he even wears it is questionable, but sae had long since realized the direction he swayed in. he definitely isn't straight, but then again, sae has seen the way he looks at women. "it's hard to take you seriously when i see you wiping away your beauty-enhancements," sae sarcastically says, pulling a towel over his shut eyes.

  shidou scoffs, still lazily wiping away at the dark eye-makeup. "you still attracted to me without it, or what?" he questions, with a smirk that almost seems a little flirtatious. "i'm not catfishing you am i, princess?"

  sae narrows his eyebrows, leaning up from his spot; his elbows propped atop his knees. "don't call me that," he sternly says. "what's with the uproar about a new manager? have you heard about it?"

  shidou shrugs, tossing the makeup wipe somewhere in a nearby trash disposal. he's really fit; the way his muscles effortlessly flex is actually annoying—not a bad sight, though. "yeah, i've heard a thing or two," he admits, fishing through the white towels in the drying machine. "i also heard she's smokin'. handpicked by ego, as well. if thats true at all, she's gotta be crazy talented."

  sae hums, only slightly amused. "you sound impressed," he comments, his bland stare swaying over to shidou's direction. "i didn't think you were the type to be so easily swayed." but then again, that's only half true. despite his peculiar interests, shidou is still unfortunately one of the most talented players in the prefecture.

  "are you jealous?" he questions, grabbing a bottle of moisturizer. woah, skin care, too? well isn't he just a perfect little princess?

  "not at all," that response comes out more strained than he wanted. "just a little curious to know what was going through ego's mind when he suggested a team manager. it's not like we're toddlers, or anything," he scoffs, the steam from the hot springs swirling around the air. his eyes follow the clouds of gas, unblinking and unamused.

  who is this chick? sae's been hearing about her all day, but he's yet to set eyes on her. it's just a little unbelievable, especially with their current circumstances. his current experience in blue lock involves becoming the best midfielder, not playing teammates. but then again, as outrageous as ego is, he wouldn't sway them in the wrong direction.

"who knows what he's thinking," shidou's eyes actually look a little bigger without the eyeliner. when he applies it, does he free-hand it, or are his pink hues actually narrowed in concentration? "as long as she doesn't get in the way of my success, i don't see why i'd neglect her."

"that's fair," sae admits. "same here, then."

  the door opens once more, and now theres other people entering the hot springs area. great, the fun's over with—well it never really was there to begin with. sae's attention briefly lands on karasu, before he decides to wrap the entire interaction up.

"i'm out," sae says, arising from his spot. he grabs a towel, pulling it around his waist; his fingers combing through the pink locks in his hair. he doesn't even waste time, quickly exiting the hot springs, and heading elsewhere—to a bathroom for some real privacy. still, he can't help wondering what tomorrow had in store for him.

  surely it'll be interesting.

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