thinking about.. sae as a clingy sleeper ♡
—ᓚᘏᗢ cw: fluff, gender isn't specified, clingy sae duh
ෆ a/n note: tysm for ts req!
when you and sae first got into a relationship, suprisingly he was the one who insisted that you move in with him. its not like you mind, but it felt unusual of sae suggestjng these things.
you agreed, he helped you move in, arranging your stuff the way you wanted. since sae never felt the need to live in a two bedroom penthouse as it was only him, you both shared a bedroom... and a bed.
sae and you have shared several intimate moments. cuddling, spooning, and etc. now it was a routine. every night before bed, he did demand a kiss from you. you loved when he was needy for you affection. he isn't a man of words, he is a man of action and he makes sure you understand that.
but, who would expect him to be clingy in his sleep too?
you, as his significant other lying down on your 'side' of the bed, asleep soundly. but your slumber is soon disturbed by two strong arms gripping you close to a muscular chest. and that belongs to none other than the itoshi sae.
the way his hands don't leave your body throughout the entire night, he's always touching you, he needs to feel you under his fingers or he wont be able to sleep comfortably. whenever you did confront him about his actions in the morning, he would refuse claiming, its his "only way to fall asleep comfortably and quickly".
oh, just how you are crazy in love with eachother.
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sae itoshi who can’t sleep without a sleeping mask. no matter how pitch-black it is, or how calming the atmosphere is, he cannot sleep without something stuck onto his eyes.
and how cliché, the day before one of his most important games, it’s already well past his usual bedtime that he realised he forgot his sleeping mask on the airplane. he thought about calling his manager, no— it’s childish to ask for a sleeping mask. he thought about driving out to a store, no— it’ll take too long, he won’t get enough sleep when he’s back at the hotel.
sae groaned in frustration, cursing under his breath before you called out to him.
“baby? what’s wrong?” you stepped behind him, both hands landing on his shoulders before giving them a light squeeze.
he cleared his throat, though not looking at you, eyes still stuck on his bag that certainly did not contain his sleeping mask in.
“forgot my sleeping mask on the plane. i won’t- ahem, i can’t sleep without it.” he zipped up his bag, leaning his body onto yours as one of your hands trailed up to his head, caressing it softly before you pressed a kiss onto it. “i have an idea.” you mumbled against his head, to which he cocks his head to the side to show interest.
and thats how you both landed in this position. cuddling while facing each other, but this time sae was the little spoon. your arms would wrap around him protectively, just like how he’d do with you. his face was buried into your chest, providing the darkness and the physical contact to his eyes warmly while both of his arms wrapped around your waist. to this day, he still claims that it was purely for “efficiency.” but he’d rather die then tell anyone that it was the best sleep he’d ever had in his life.
Playing with their hair – aether, kinich, wanderer, rin, sae, sakura
note: i'm just in love with aether and kinich recently and i needed to write something with aether's hair so why not had some of my fav characters along with them. that's probably not really good but i guess it's cute. ooc
m.list | rules
Aether is used to your hands suddenly laying on his hair, running through them when you walk behind him – it’s like an urge, you just have to. You stopped on your track, bowing to kiss his head, inhaling his shampoo a little and hummed at the sweet scent.
“You took my shampoo again,” you mentioned, not in a warning way, more like you appreciate it. He nodded lightly, delighting himself from the feeling of your hands still running through his hair, scratching his scalp a little before kissing it again.
Sensing that you’re about to go away, his hands take yours gently and his head bent down to look up at you. “Already leaving ? We can both take a break…” he said, subtly implying you to not stop yet, making you giggle.
“Sure, we can.”
That’s basically how he ended up sitting on the floor between your thighs, watching a movie while you brush his hair for him, kindly letting your fingers run down his beautifully long hair – trying small, low buns to one high ponytail.
“Having fun ?” You can hear the smile in his voice, amused as always when he let you enjoy his hair more than he does.
“Always.” you said while kissing his nose from above, hiding the tv from his sight for a mere second but he still whines at you for doing so. Such a crybaby.
Kinich sighs as he feels your hands examining his hair again. “Would you stop doing that ?”
He knows you’re not doing this to annoy him, yet it always kind of stresses him to picture you scanning his scalp without any invitation to do so. He also knows that you don’t care about what he says, continuing to play with his hair while you swipe away some dandruff here and there.
“What’s the matter,” you talked back, seemingly frustrated. “You never say anything when it’s to help you fall asleep.” you argued, feeling really satisfied when he doesn’t find anything to say after that. It for sure helps a lot, he can’t argue with that, but he really hoped you could realize that it works all the time and not only when he wants it to – which means he was getting sleepy, slightly closing his eyes while he still had a lot to do.
A satisfied sigh escaped his lips before he could hold it in and you hummed teasingly. Your hands moved from his head to his chest, your arms caging him against you and you laid your head on top of his. “Tired already ?”
“Shut it.” he sounded harsh but he still rested against your chest as well, feeling at peace being so close to you. He wasn’t really tired but if you let him, Kinich would for sure appreciate some quality time with his head in your chest and your hands in his hair. Not that he’ll say it to you.
Wanderer honestly never mind when you ask him if you can play with his hair, he’s usually already busy and not moving so someone touching his hair while studying doesn’t change much for him. He won’t say that it doesn’t make it easy to concentrate since he, sometimes, tends to focus on this more than on the words written in front of him but he still appreciates how peaceful it makes him feel when he’s particularly worried or stressed.
Your hand running through his short strands of hair takes him somewhere else where he doesn’t need to worry as much, he likes it, even if he would never be physically capable of telling you.
“You’re braiding it ?” he asks, half absent in his question – he just wanted to confirm the feeling of your fingers brushing past his cheeks repeatedly. You hummed softly in response, leaving the braid dying the second you let it go since his hair was too short to handle it. It doesn’t discourage you though, and before he can ask what you’ll do next, he can already feel your steady movement back to the same scheme and a soft chuckle left his lips.
“You want me to stop ?” you asked under your breath, probably still concentrated on what you were doing but still caught his sigh.
“No, it’s fine. Go on.” he assured before stepping back again into his study, more than relaxing by this short break.
Rin loves movie dates to his core, but it always gets him when you start touching his hair in the middle of the movie. It's like he's never getting used to it and he's jolting a bit every single time, making you chuckle. But you always kiss his head as an excuse after.
There's something relaxing when your fingers start to twirl around his short hair, making him wonder who appreciates it the most between you and him. Because he for sure loves it.
His mind drifts away easily despite himself and how badly he wants to follow the movie. He always finds some way to lean into you, craving for more like a cat and more often than not, he ends up laying on top of you.
“Don't fall asleep this time Rin,” you joke while scratching his head playfully. He simply nodded, absorbed in the movie more than you gave him credit for. He just didn't want you to stop.
Sae hates it when he feels your hands finding his hair in the middle of the day. He spends quite some time styling his hair in the morning, even if it doesn’t look like it, and you being nearby automatically becomes a danger for that.
Not that he doesn’t like you touching his hair, he’s fond of it, he wishes he could die with you touching his hair, but not during the day. So as soon as he feels it, he immediately gets up and warns you. “Please don’t.”
But he knows it can't be helped and soon your lips meet his, kissing him sweetly – your successful way to distract him – so you can end up with your hands reaching the hair in his neck. Twirling your fingers around it, pulling ever so slightly to annoy him but he still lets you. Not without a sigh against your lips, but he knows damn well he can't hold you back when you're determined to do something.
He wishes he could keep his hair pretty for the day at least once in a while but he can't blame you ; both of you like it very much. He can forget his image for yet another day if that means he can appreciate the relaxing feint of your fingernails on his scalp. Even if lately it's starting to be everyday, he won't mention it – or not seriously.
Your smile is more precious than some good hair day.
Sakura still isn't used to you touching his hair, he hasn't been used to gentle gestures in his life before coming here – especially regarding his looks. The second your hands find his hair, he flinches by reflex even if he knows that it’s only you around him. He doesn’t turn you down anymore though since you always let him know how you love his hair, for the color or the fluffiness ; it’s just the best thing in the word and it got to be your boyfriend’s hair. You must be blessed.
You still try not to frighten him too much, and start by touching his shoulders then going up to his neck and finally the hair in the nape of it. Twirling it lightly with your fingers and you’re sure to catch him snapping his head to you with a blush.
“What are you doing ?!” he asked as always, flustered but not telling you to stop anyway which made you smile sweetly.
“I’m playing with your hair ? You want me to stop ?” you tilted your head to the side, trying to act cute and confused so he doesn’t have the heart to tell you no. And with a resigned look but his brows still frowned, he compiled without adding anything.It’s a win, once again.
You then slowly but surely brush through all his hair, tossing it one side to another, mixing the two colors together then separating it again like a puzzle. That’s something you grew to love, separating his hair for him and that’s also your best excuse to touch it even when there’s people around. Even if he’s not fond of it.
He tends to lay a bit in your hand when you do so, or when you stop your hand in his hair, quietly liking the feeling now that you’ve given him some time. Not that he’ll say it to you, never, but he doesn’t need to for you to know. It’s just like you to notice how he relaxes around you and when you do it. There’s a small smile on your lips when he tries to catch your eyes but looks away instantly, blushing again, and it makes you wonder when he’ll stop blushing around you.
“You’re cute, Haruka,” you said, brushing away his bang to kiss his forehead. And without a second of hesitation – when in fact yes, but you tried to ignore it – he was arguing with you about how he is NOT cute, simply proving your point again and again.
Boyfriend! Sae who has always been terrible at expressing his emotions. At first, you had to practically force it out of him. He’s good at getting you to talk, though!
Boyfriend! Sae who has an insanely busy soccer schedule. It takes so long to make plans with him because he’s always at training.
Boyfriend! Sae who still does whatever he can to spend time with you. He’ll ditch stupid meetings, cancel plans with teammates, and even leave interviews early just to see you.
Boyfriend! Sae who revels in the little things. Everything he does to show his love is subtle . He’s not one for big gestures.
Boyfriend! Sae who hates fans being in his business, but he also needs to make sure that they know he’s in a committed relationship. Who knows what they would start doing if he didn’t bring you up in every interview?
Boyfriend! Sae who can’t stand away games. He already has so little time for you, and now his team expects him to be gone for days at a time? Unbelievable.
Boyfriend! Sae who isn’t physically affectionate in the slightest, but he still loves to be close to you in some sort of way. He’s so keen on quality time.
Boyfriend! Sae who gives the most specific gifts. He noticed everything about you, so of course he knows what you want, even if you never mention it to him.
Boyfriend! Sae who was never big on the idea of marriage, but it’s grown on him since he met you.
every time someone writes kaiser as a playboy who cheats on everything and everyone, an angel gets its wings brutally crushed and then eaten by the devil’s dogs.
every time someone writes ness as a kind puppy, giving the golden retriever boyfriend energy, an angel gets to join blue lock, then gets eliminated right before the most interesting part, and is humiliated because the word “loser” is written on the door he had to take to leave. he won’t be the perfect boyfriend—gotta see a therapist before i fear.
every time someone writes sae without his silly side, an angel is eaten by cannibal angels.
every time someone writes baro being disrespectful to his partner or aggressive, i’ll kill an angel. he’s literally the definition—the living embodiment of a “yearner.” he’s not perfect, but he’s definitely one of the greenest flags in blue lock.
pairing. nagi, kaiser, isagi, sae, rin (blue lock) x f!reader
prompt. they always need to have a hand on you
Nagi
You can never be too far from him. It’s not that he won’t allow you or anything like that, but he just craves your touch like he needs it to breathe correctly. Whenever he’s playing some games on his phone or just trying to take a nap, you have to be in his reach. Most of the time, he just lies on top of you ; and yes, he’s clearly crushing you but he doesn’t care much, he just wants to have you close. Back hugs are also his favourite thing if you’re busy, because he can both hold you and lean against you. His face is always hidden in your neck or in your hair, letting your scent fill all his senses. He doesn’t want to focus on anything else but you sometimes. You bring him so much comfort and warmth, he couldn’t ask for more. Well, except that he always does.
Kaiser
It’s his way of showing to everyone that you’re clearly taken by him and that no one can stand a chance anyway. You’re so pretty and you frequently get hit on when you go out. The second he leaves you alone, a guy tries his luck. He hates it, because how could these bugs even think about talking to you? You’re way out of their leagues, he’s the only one who’s good enough for you. So he always reminds them by keeping his hand on your waist when he’s standing next to you. His thumb brushes your hip. He adored the way you’re flustered every time he leans closer to whisper something in your ear. You’re always so responsive to him, and it flatters his ego all the time. You’re his pretty girl, and you keep on showing it to him. How he adores you.
Isagi
He’s a bit more shy about it, because he’s not used to this. You have the power to awaken things deep inside of his chest and he swears he felt his heart threatening to explode every single time. He wasn’t the kind of guy to be clingy, but you make him want to disappear in your embrace each time you smile at him like he’s the most precious thing in your life. He loves when you hold him, his face nuzzled in your chest where he can listen to your heartbeat. It’s a lullaby to him, and it has the power to soothe him down like nothing else. And if you run your fingers through his hair? Be sure that he will be fast asleep. You’re the safest place he ever had before and he couldn’t have dreamed of anything better than you. He wonders what he did to deserve you.
Sae
One thing he loves to do with you is just spending time together without necessarily doing the same thing. Your presence is enough for him and if you’re in the same room doing your own thing, it’s perfect for him. You usually lie down on the couch, scrolling on some social media he doesn't really care about. Your legs are resting on his lap while he’s just sitting there, his eyes focused on the book he’s currently reading. He’s holding it with only one hand because the other one is too busy resting on your knee. He’s mindlessly running his thumb over it, and the moment is just so domestic. A quiet peace he could only find with you and nowhere else. You’re his little secret he keeps hidden from the cameras to keep your peace safe. That’s all he asks for.
Rin
Don’t expect to go anywhere without holding his hand. He’s a big guy okay, he won’t get lost or anything ; but he wants to be sure you won’t either. You’re so small next to him, he can’t take the risk of losing you in the crowd. His fingers always slid between yours and he gives your hand a gentle squeeze to remind you that he’s right there. Sometimes, you bring him to some nights out with your friends, and he accepts only because he knows it makes you smile. He doesn’t talk much, he’s too busy listening to your voice. His fingers are brushing your arm slowly, drawing small patterns on your skin as the world around ceases to exist. As long as you’re right by his side, he’s pretty sure he can go through anything he usually hated. You make everything easier, and it never stops to amaze him.
ꫂ᭪݁ : He'll genuinely act like he doesn't care about the cat making biscuits on his thigh, or even licking his knee, but when he's alone he'll give it a pat on the head—and rarely scratches under it's chin
ꫂ᭪݁ : Would be secretly observant of how you feed it, pet it, and give it attention, though if you give it too much— he'll mildly get annoyed
ꫂ᭪݁ : He'll buy expensive cat treats and those little towers and fountains for it to play with, calling the old ones he bought the first time 'lukewarm' or 'half baked toy'
ꫂ᭪݁ : And he never calls the cat by its name, if you named it Cookies or any kind of cat names he'll never use it, and instead use 'creature' or 'feline' 😵💫
ꫂ᭪݁ : When the cat does those 'zoomies' at 3 AM waking Sae up in the process, he'll rethink about adopting the cat since he can't get a wink of sleep💔
ꫂ᭪݁ : If he's away for international matches, he'll try to sneak a 'Is the feline still alive?' just to see it on screen
ꫂ᭪݁ : And if he finds the cat along with his ruined jersey? And a thread tangled with it's nails? Sae will ignore it for the next 24 hours, picking the cat by the scruff and closes the bedroom door on it
ꫂ᭪݁ : He'd never want you to post a picture of your cat being cute and tag him along on the caption, saying that he has a reputation to maintain (he acting tuff)
ꫂ᭪݁ : Sae would be genuinely clean and precise when it comes to the cat's water fountain, he'll clean it if it gets a speck of dust or it's fur
ꫂ᭪݁ : And the cat's food? never will be kibble, (only if he's occupied) he believes that it's a dry half baked food with no nutritional value, you'll just find him boiling chicken breast with add ons
ꫂ᭪݁ : If you can't watch the cat while he's away, he refuses to hire a normal pet sitter, instead he'll Intensely interview 'applicants' and ask ridiculous questions like "What is your reaction time if the feline attempts to bolt out the door?"
a/n: lowk made 2 charles draft but I'm rethinking..🤔 I can't forget the request too 🙂↕️ i stared at my cat and genuinely thought of this idea ngl
me non non's claiming this fic as yours chugging it to ai ect kaitris3
imagine volunteering at japan's u20 working a small job but unintentionally becoming friends with SAE ITOSHI... no, not having the usual equal respect and companionship, or expectant friends to lovers. you're the same age as his little brother, so he oddly treats you like a little sister. the weird thing? he's so nonchalant about it.
"excuse me, but they're confirming if you wanted a red or white zip up again..." twiddling with your fingers softly before pointing to your pushy bosses, you seem to be making good friends with the floor while speaking to a famous, pro-league, good-looking but mean soccer player (sae itoshi). your classmates were all practically screaming at how lucky you were to secure volunteer service in professional sports, in professional soccer. i mean, the card collecter boys in your class were practically feining, asking you for autographs and other stupid favours. maybe you could ask for a picture, yeah—you were definitely going to ask sae itoshi for a picture, but that thought was soon dispersed at the man's dismisive tone. "white is fine," the midfielder curtly replies, with a straight face and one hand planted on the side of his hip. "how old are you?" he looks down at you with the world's most unreadable gaze and ridiculously long lower lashes, "sixteen." you reply, finally facing him. "oh," sae dryly responds, that bored look in his eyes in never, "you're about the same age as my little brother."
oh!
"[name], come here." sae itoshi murmurs, laying flat on the floor in the middle of the training center, you look around the empty facility at five in the morning, confirming if he was even POSSIBLY speaking to you again. "yeah?" he tuts on the floor, lifting a muscled leg in your field of vision, "i need help stretching, pull on my leg."
your eyes scan hesitantly over the dangling cleat, before your hands lock around his ankle, attempting to pull and soothe his strange stretching, though definitely failing. why was the midfielder so heavy? he wasn't even trying to make this easier by at least slightly lifting himself. "you're bad at this, not even lukewarm." he'd say, though his tone didn't show any real frustation or intended offense. instead, cerulean eyes blow open when you pull a little too hard and hear something crack that most likely wasn't supposed to.
on other days, he'd pat your head and buy you a popsicle, two for the price of one was a better deal, anyway.
and on the day of japan's u20 verus blue lock's eleven, when RIN ITOSHI's piercing gaze catches the melting popsicle clutched in your hand and sae handing you a napkin, he freezes. his gaze softens in a way that doesn't melt away at the icy chambers of his heart, but instead softens and melts it wholly intead. that day, you were genuinely bewildered and confused that blue lock's number one gave you more dirty looks that day than any actual player on the field.
"your brother is scary," you mutter, causing the taller midfielder beside you perk up in interest. "he kept giving me death glares." sae rolls his eyes at the thought, "maybe he likes you, i dunno. he's in his rebillious phase." it truly made you, at your adolescent age, realise that sae itoshi's head was entirely hollow when not thinking about football. buuut, he buys you ice cream, so who really cares?
