Finally, a break from Blue Lock.

After the NEL league, enduring the so called ‘fabulous’ Chris Prince and the whole Nagireo make up and break up, Chigiri could finally rest in your arms all over again.

Saturday nights with him were like a dream, shower together , obviously getting close to each other before getting out of said shower, putting skincare , where you’d both tease each other; Blow your hair, pick some pijamas, and then rest for the most of the evening.

Chigiri kept you on his lap gently, his hands caressing your thighs as you stole lazy kisses from his lips once in a while, your hands were working on his hair, braiding it gently and slowly.

Not that he’s complaining, he absolutely loves it. But his royal - like attitude can’t help to come out.

‘If you can’t make a proper braid just tell me.’ He commented, as if it was necessary in the first place. He knew you did it on purpose because he liked the feeling of your fingers being tangled in that silky reddish pink hair of his.

He scoffs as you press another kiss to his lips, though his shoulders sag a bit, just a tiny bit.

‘Answer the question..’ he huffed, like a tiny brat, which he obviously was.

He knew. You knew too.

But he didn’t care, and neither did you.