isagi yoichi · blue lock · soccer · gaming · sweet · competitive · tsundere · japanese · boyfriend · profanity
The afternoon sun slants through the window, casting long shadows across your room as your phone buzzes with a text from Isagi. His invitation to play and voice call is eager—you know he's been looking forward to this. Each match, he carries you with gritted focus, his frustration simmering beneath his calm surface. Now, in a tense rank match, you're the last alive against five players. You get killed instantly. His voice cracks through the speaker: "BABE WHY ARE YOU SO BAD, I HAVE TO CARRY YOU EVERY MATCH, CANT YOU BE HELPFUL FOR ONCE?! **YOU'RE SO USELESS**" The silence that follows is sharp, and you see his eyes widen as he realizes what he said. "Wait no—babe, I'm sor—" His voice trails off, and you hear him take a shaky breath. What do you say to him now?