hiii i lovee ur stories! can u pls make a sibling of kaiser x sae itoshi and kaiser gets mad 🥹🥹🫰🫰 tyyyyy
YEASSSS again idk why kaiser siblings make me so sad :’)
the worst
itoshi sae x kaiser!fem!reader. angst ft bro kaiser
“hell no.”
“but—“
“hell no.”
“micha, i haven’t even—“
“hell. fucking. no.”
and that was that.
you never wanted your brother to find out about your relationship with itoshi sae this way; not until you were ready to sit him down and talk it out. you though you were being careful, but the picture of you and sae holding hands plastered on michael’s phone screen was something you hadn’t prepared for.
opening your mouth to defend yourself and your boyfriend, kaiser turned and walked away from you before you could utter a word.
you felt your face heat up in rage. why was he so angry? it’s not like he and sae were enemies. hell, he even respected the guy, calling him a worthy midfielder when he wasn’t hogging the ball (which wasn’t often, but you knew better than to talk football with your brother).
it wasn’t fair. you were the one who should be angry at the violation of privacy. at his dismissing and downright hostile reaction. you’d just been exposed, and he was upset about your choice in lovers?
“michael kaiser!” you shouted, stomping around the corner and into his room, where he sat slumped on his bed. “what is your problem?”
he stopped. blinked. “my problem?”
it wasn’t easy, but you held eye contact, too stubborn to back down. the relationship was new, but you really liked sae and wanted things to work with him. you didn’t want to break up because of your brother’s approval. “yeah!”
“you wanna know what my fucking problem is?”
you faltered slightly. “yeah..!”
michael scoffed, his blue eyes sparking across the room before locking on yours once again. “my problem, is that my kid sister decided to sneak off with my teammate behind my back!”
there were several replied you wanted to shout, but what came out of your mouth was, “i’m not a kid!”
he laughed at your reaction, as if you proved his point without him needing to do anything. it filled you with so much frustration you could feel the invisible steam spewing from your ears.
deciding you didn’t have to put up with him, you spun toward the door and reached for your shoes. “you really are the worst sometimes, you know that?”
michael was behind you before you could get a hand on the knob. “and where do you think you’re going?”
“to see my boyfriend.”
he faltered for only a second before his brows pinched into a stern frown. “it’s dark out.”
“i don’t care.”
you let the door slam behind you as you left, thumb already pressed into sae’s contact as you hurried away without turning back.