Different Blue Lock Boys x Clumsy Reader!
Characters: Isagi Yoichi, Meguru Bachira, Rin Itoshi, Sae Itoshi, Ryusei Shidou.
Isagi was an observant man. He noticed the small things and little details about you. That meant he was very aware of how clumsy you were. It has gotten to a point where everytime he thinks of you doing something he deems you can't handle, his blood pressure rises.
One time, the two of you were walking in the snow. It was heavy and hard to go through. The weather forecast said there would be at least 6 inches of snow. The two of you were now experiencing said predicted weather.
He held your hand, guiding you through the thick white blanket that covered the ground. "Careful," he warned as his grip instinctively tightened. Just as you were about to get through the hard part, which was stepping through the thickest part of the snow, you fell face first. You had slipped. He had strong balance so he didn't fall with you. However, you ate a mouthful of snow.
Panic surged through him. "(Name)! Are you okay?" He shrieked as he tried pulling you up. Your ears rang as you tuned him out. You were too embarrassed to even get back up.
After that, you went home and wrapped up under a blanket with an ice pack on your head, too embarrassed to even speak. He tried comforting you, gently patting your back. "It's okay, we all have bad days."
You never dared trying to walk in snow like that again.
Bachira had the lovely idea to have a little date that involved painting. After all, his mom was a painter so he knew some stuff. It started off simple and fun. He painted a bee and you painted a flower. You decided you wanted to take things up a notch. You tried painting a scenery image, one of the sun setting and casting a soft hue on the ocean's waters. It couldn't be that hard, right?
Well, halfway in you mixed up the paints. You tried to desperately wash out the paint from the paintbrush. However, the glass holding the water tipped over and spilled everywhere. Luckily, it didn't shatter. That was only one good thing out of the bad.
You tried picking up the palette but that fell from you as well with the paint brush. Everything was just falling apart. Not too far away from you, you could hear him snickering. "Wow, you have butterfingers," he giggled behind his hand. You shot him a glare and he immediately turned away to 'focus on his painting.'
His was turning out really good and it was still only that stupid bee. Frustrated, you tried getting up to leave the room. On your way out, your head hit the door frame with a loud bang. "Don't laugh because it's not funny!" You choked out, gripping your head.
Bachira only grinned from behind you. As soon as you were out of sight, he burst into a fit of giggles. "I can hear you, y'know!" That made him giggle even more. "We can always try something else for a date, ya know."
You didn't respond any further and focused on getting something to soothe the aching in your head.
You'd always admired your boyfriend for his soccer skills. You didn't know much about the sport but he always made it seem interesting. So, you tried asking him to teach you. At first he dismissed it as meaningless and that you'd never actually play or retain anything he taught.
It was at some point that he got annoyed with your begging and gave in.
You learned quickly and your form was somewhat good. However, there was one slight problem. You just couldn't run. It made him wonder if you'd ever survive running from something or someone. Your knees would always knock together or your ankles would twist and get intertwined somehow. It was as frustrating as it was funny.
"Your running is lukewarm," he stated. "Stop it! I'm trying. Everything else is good, right?" Silence hung in the air. "Your running is trash and everything else is terrible. The only commendable thing would be your form and that isn't really any better since you look stiff." You stood there, bottom lip already trembling. He sighed and rolled his eyes. "Just because I wasn't born athletic like you doesn't mean that I cant become good. You wait and see because I am gonna become even better than you!"
That declaration was bold. You spent the rest of your week eating chips and doomscrolling, completely forgetting about that 'promise.'
Your clumsiness has this man stressed all the time. You will spill things, trip on air, run into objects that aren't even in your way. This has lead to you getting injured multiple times.
Once, he was training and decided to let you tag along. It was an isolated field. No fans would recognize him here. There would be no crowd. The field had two goal posts. He was doing simple drills while you stood off to the side watching. At some point, you got bored and decided that you wanted to do something too.
You stepped onto the field and grabbed one of the spare balls. Sae had noticed this the moment he didn't see you off to the side. He stopped what he was doing and watched you. "What are you doing?" You shrugged and kicked the ball up towards the goal. "I don't know. I got bored watching you and I wanna play too."
Then, you stopped right infront of the goal. It was open. It wasn't small. In fact, it was a couple meters wide. There was no way you could miss, right?
You kicked the ball with enough force and precision. Instead of the ball going at the back of the net, it bounced off the corner of the metal post and came back to hit you right in the head.
"Wow," Sae stared, "just wow." He shook his head before looking away. You winced as you cradled the side of your head. "Ouch."
He ended training early that day and brought you home. He gave you a cool compress and some sweets to cheer you up. He kept a cool and calm expression. Internally? He was dying of laughter.
You were a homebody. You preferred staying home than going out. This showed heavily anytime you went out in public. You had zero spatial awareness. This lead you to bump into anything and anyone, especially in crowds. Shidou had a field day walking in public spaces with you.
As much as he knew you felt embarrassed, he couldn't stop himself from laughing. It was funny as hell. You were almost like an ant running around wildly. He'd have to guide you by your shoulder so you wouldn't bump into people.
The two of you were at the mall. You'd bumped into several of the workers and had already collided with two walls. He could practically feel the embarrassment radiating off of you. "Damn, baby. You should go out more. Your introvert is showing."
Your face heated up as you stared down at your fidgeting hands. "Please, its embarrassing enough!"
He snickered as he continued guiding you by your shoulder. "I might have to buy you one of those leash things."
A/N: Guys I have the flu. 😔 I also reached the tag limit..
