*ೃ༄ third person pov

"Hyōmaa! Lookie over here, Hyōmaa!" Chigiri's sister shouted, exaggerating her wave to get him to notice them.

Chigiri Hyōma's eyes scanned the crowd, flinching at the sight of his mom and older sister in the bleachers.

"Ah, he noticed us, mom!" his sister grinned, still waving.

"Ooh, look over here!" his mom cooed, holding up her phone to record the moment.

Chigiri's face heated up from the embarrassment of his older sister screaming at him like a lunatic and his mom treating him as if it was his first day in kindergarten.

"Whoa, who's that cute chick?" Otoya asked, gawking at Chigiri's sister.

"My sister..." he responded, ashamed at how wild she was being.

Seeing this, Y/n's older brother, Gouta, yanked her away to keep her from distracting her younger brother the whole game.

"Y/n's with us too, by the way!" his sister added while being dragged, pointing at the girl who had just come back from the restroom.

Y/n shifted her glance to the grassy field, seeing a beautiful young man with his eye-catching reddish-pink hair.

"Ah, Hyōma." she mumbled, her gaze softening at the sight of her boyfriend.

To think that they'd finally see each other after the Blue Lock project.

She gave him a small wave, a smile appearing on her face. Chigiri's face flushed in response.

It had been months since he last saw her. No words can express how much he wanted to just run into her arms and allow himself to be spoiled with her loving cuddles and tender kisses.

His face heated up at the thoughts that were flooding his head, now yearning to end this match early for her.

"How about the other one next to your mom? She's cute too." Karasu smirked, eyeing the young lady.

Y/n noticed the flirty looks she was receiving from her boyfriend's teammates, so she dropped the smile and returned to her usual blank stare.

"I guess that's a no." Karasu chuckled, shivering from the sudden change of temperature she radiated.

Chigiri couldn't help but feel irritated at the thought of his teammates finding her pretty as well.

"I'm hers already, so find someone in your league." Chigiri provoked.

Seeing his annoyed expression that oozed nothing but jealousy, Otoya and Karasu couldn't help but tease him about it.

"Y/n, I'll go sit with my daughter, okay? Feel free to sit with us anytime." Chigiri's mom smiled at the young lady.

"Of course. If there's anything you need help with, I'll be right here." she acknowledged.

Chigiri's mom went to sit with her daughter while Y/n decided to stay a little longer to admire her lover.

"Sei!"

(a/n: the lady could be possibly hinting at another bllk fanfic that i'm gonna do?!?!?)

Y/n shifted her glance to the young lady standing next to her, who was waving at a player on the field. Out of curiosity, her eyes followed her gaze, landing on a tall man with white hair. The man waved back at her, his face lighting up when he noticed her.

She then saw Hyōma approaching the sleepy man, giving him a friendly nudge to the gut as he shared some words with the rest of his teammates.

Y/n was glad that he was getting along with his teammates well, unlike with a certain pair of twins.

"Is that your boyfriend?" the lady next to her inquired, approaching her with a gentle smile on her delicate face.

Y/n slightly nodded, answering her question quite plainly. Though, she didn't seem to mind.

They then turned back to the field, observing their lovers chatting with one another.

"It seems our boyfriends are getting along," she leaned against the railings, "what do you say we do the same?"

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*ೃ༄ your pov

I don't know how but after the U-20 match, I ended up exchanging numbers with the lady from the match.

I didn't have a lot of friends that were girls, not like I was friends with guys either, so I thought that it wouldn't hurt to get along with her. She was Hyōma's teammate's significant other, after all.

The lady was unexpectedly nice and easy to get along with. Even though I didn't talk much, she was kind enough to do most of the talking for me.

"What took you so long? I thought you got lost again or something." Hyōma playfully rolled his eyes.

"I went shopping with Nagi's girlfriend." I showed the paper bags in my hand before placing them next to my desk.

Laying down next to him, I took out my phone and read an article about how his team won in their recent match. It was a close one, but they succeeded.

I could feel Hyōma's gaze on me as I quietly read the news and watched the interviews with his teammates. When I didn't say anything, he began to get impatient.

"Seriously..." the man next to me sighed, "you're so cold, Y/n."

He then forced himself in between my arms, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck, "I'm here too, you know?"

How cute.

I hummed in reply, using one hand to scroll through my phone while I used the other to comb through his gorgeous locks of hair.

Falling into the temptation of being so close to me, he began to plant small kisses on my neck.

"Come on, pay attention to me," he whined, wrapping his arms around me as he pulled me closer to him, "...please?"

Noticing the pleading look on his face, I couldn't help but grant him his wishes. I leaned forward and placed a short kiss on his forehead, making him crave for more.

I set my phone aside and flipped us over, "You know, your fangirls have increased ever since that match." I placed gentle kisses on his neck, like he did to me earlier.

"I can't help but feel a little jealous, Hyōma." I admitted, attacking the most sensitive part of his neck.

He whimpered my name as he rested his hands on my lower back, allowing me to decorate his neck with my love bites.

"You have an interview tomorrow, right?" I leaned closer to his ear, "Do me a favor and let everyone know that you're mine, okay?

He nodded eagerly, biting down on his lip to suppress the excitement of letting everyone know that he belonged to someone already.

"I'm yours...and only yours, Y/n." he yelped when I brushed my cold fingertips on the bruises I made on his neck.

I answered him before he could even ask for another ounce of my affection, joining our lips together as I flooded his mind with thoughts of desire.

To be honest, I'm not very good at telling people how I feel, nor was I good at fitting in.

You call me gentle enough to cleanse your worries, but these hands were the same ones I used to control people.

You call me kind enough to save you, but this heart of mine did not share the same sympathy and empathy others felt.

You call me strong enough to drown you, but I don't have the power or strength to fight fairly.

I was weak.

"Thank you, Y/n." he suddenly said, catching me off-guard. "You were patient with me as I went through my ups-and-downs, you treated my wounds and defended me...you've done so much for me and I didn't realize it sooner." he grinned.

"What's with the mushy talk all of a sudden?" I laughed, my face heating up from his sweet words.

I was so underserving of this love, and yet you were so relentless.

No matter how horrible of a person I was, you refused to let me go.

"I love you, Y/n." he stared into my eyes so lovingly that it made my heart ache. "Even if you don't believe me now, I'm willing to spend the rest of my life proving it to you."

How can someone like me...be loved by someone as beautiful as you?

I've always envied the girls who liked him. They were all nice and kind-hearted without having to try. They handled situations better than I could've.

I, on the other hand, used all kinds of methods to get what I wanted, even if it meant deceiving others, disrupting their train of thoughts, and playing with their feelings.

All I can do is play the puppeteer and control others for my own sake.

I've done nothing to deserve you at all but...

"I love you too, Hyōma." I smiled warmly at him, intertwining our fingers.

I can't help but want you all to myself.

He tugged a strand of my hair behind my ear, caressing my cheek as he joined our lips together once more.

And yet...

Despite my deceitful nature,

Despite the way I was,

And despite everything that I've done—

You still had the audacity to call someone like me beautiful.

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