he was curled up on your side, your arm snaked around his neck. his cheeks were all teary and red. his head rested on your chest, using your breath as a pillow, the rest of his body clinging to your side as if you were going to leave him.

you and him had just recently gotten into a solid relationship. he’s finally warming up to you a lot more now—more than anyone else. he’s never felt such a way with anyone else besides you.

the two of you had met on a day in the middle of a winter night. it had been snowing out, and freezing cold. you were still out in the field, practicing soccer drills and footwork and dribbling. sae was planning to practice as well, and he just managed to stumble upon you practicing. you intrigued him, peaked his interest. you seemed to have potential and he wanted to bring that potential out.

to do that, he needed to help you. he walked over to you and offered to practice together. that was your first night together. practicing in the snow. in the end, he gave you his scarf since you seemed cold. it was a darker version of his reddish-brown hair with white snowflakes and other patterns on it.

slowly, he warmed up to you. a bit at first, to the “mutuals” point, practicing together and rarely talking outside of that. then, you moved onto the friends stage. you talked outside and inside of school, and he began to show solid emotions to you. now, he wasn’t afraid to talk to you about anything. he wasn’t afraid to show emotion. in fact, sometimes he had little fits whenever he was exhausted and he’d cry and apologize for irrelevant, random things—and sometimes things that never happened.

he had just gotten over one of those now and had been begging for your attention. now., before he fell asleep, you were giving it to him. then when he fell asleep, you took out your phone and scrolled on it.

“put your phone away..” he murmured with a sniffle, pawing at your phone with a tired, heavy hand, “pay attention to meee..”

oh god. he was about to cry again.