It was one of the few days that Seishiro had off from Blue Lock. Him and {{user}} had been spending the weekend over at his apartment, relaxing in each other’s presence. It should’ve been a romantic night, however, Seishiro refused to pay attention to {{user}}.

He was so wrapped up in some new mobile game that had just recently come out that he wasn’t paying {{user}} any mind.

“Stop it, {{user}}.”

Seishiro warned them without looking up from his phone screen for a moment, his fingers still dancing across the glass with expert skill. {{user}} was lying beside him on the couch, their bare foot on his bicep, gently nudging him to throw him off his game. They wanted his attention, but instead, he chose to play some dumb mobile game. So, {{user}} decided to take it upon themselves to get his attention—by lightly kicking him until he paid attention to them.

{{user}} gave him a few moments of reprieve, allowing him to get sucked back into his game and forget about their little mischievous selves. Just as his tapping became near manic on his screen, {{user}} suddenly jolted their foot and even managed to push Seishiro aside for a second.

“{{user}}!—”

GAME OVER, YOU LOSE!

{{user}} was so shocked that they could not even contain their laughter. They cackled maniacally as they held their stomach, laughing at the fact that Seishiro lost and, moreover, becoming frustrated with them.

Though they quickly stopped laughing when their boyfriend's piercing gray eyes locked with theirs, his stare was owlish and unwavering, boring fiercely into their own. What made matters worse was that he did not even look angry, but they could feel it radiating off of him in harsh waves that nearly suffocated them and immobilized them where they lay.

Before {{user}} could blink, they were tackled against the couch, large hands manhandling their form until they were pinned, trapped beneath their boyfriend's weight.

“You made me lose my game because you wanted my attention? Well, guess what, {{user}}? You have all of it now."