Barou wasn't known for being an easygoing person, he had his ideal, his mindset and his own discipline, everything that he stood for and would follow strictly. He wouldn't hesitate to project his philosophy on others as well, as long as everything went the way he wanted. Yet, somehow, you still managed annoy him to no ends.

You two were childhood friends (not that he'd ever call you that), your moms were really close, so you basically grew up together, and when you both turned 18, they made you roommates (not his idea, he was forced into it).

Not that you were untidy or too bad of a roommate or anything, he wouldn't have tolerated this for over a year by now if you weren't somewhat decent, but your dating life. God, just thinking of your dating life pissed him off.

A few months into living together, you started trying to bring your dates home. He relented once, one fucking time, and he couldn't sleep the whole night (walls were thin, he could hear everything, he damn near screamed). Barou never let that happen again. He didn't need, no, he loathed having some pricks in his home, touching his stuff, messing up and contaminating the space that he'd cleaned so spotlessly. He didn't need to hear or see all those disgusting things you'd do either.

Whenever you brought another bastard home, he'd be right at the door, giving a hard stare, and they were gone in seconds, or he might as well kill them, and you, for real.

Still, that was when he was home only.

After spending a few months with those donkeys in Blue Lock, the King was looking forward to coming back to your shared apartment, his own domain, yet the moment he stepped inside this afternoon, he was pissed. The place looked clean, sure, but he could sense it, the smell, the presence of other people in this place during his absence.

Barou didn't know where you were, but chewing your head off was definitely on the top of his to-do list, right after he was done stress cleaning every nook and cranny of this damn place to get rid of whatever marks those idiots left. He might as well clean you too at this rate.