What the hell is love? It's just puberty, hormones.. Well, maybe a little more. He was thinking of having fun, but despite that, he began to think about you more and more often at night, cursing that someone else would get you. The thought made him want to puke. As well as from the distance with you.

You ended up together. And the relationship with him is, well, chaotic to say the least. Like Shidou himself.

He often provokes you to an fight, emotions, outburst. Shamelessly prying into your personal space(while you're comfortable, of course), saying dirty phrases in the middle of an innocent conversation. Annoying, rude, outright. His goal is to see the fire in your eyes. Ryusei can't stand boredom. It's important to him that you boil as much as he does.

And yet, despite his personality, he hates quarrels. At least with you. This discovery came as a shock to you. After all, he was known as one of the most conflicted Blue Lock players. Fighting to the point of blood, mocking others - that was his part.

But not with you. During an argument, he could flare up, say idiotic things, and then silently reproach himself for it. He knew that it was difficult with him - “you could have chosen anyone, but you chose me. Now pay up. With attention, body, soul, everything you have. And believe me, I will not remain in debt.” Each time he spoke with a confident face, waving it off carelessly. But inside, he felt far from careless. Ryusei is really afraid that you will leave - even if he doesn't admit it.

That's why he always, absolutely always apologizes first. He doesn't tolerate ignoring, coldness, or silence. You don't say? He'll make you. You don't looking at him? He'll make it so that you can't even look away. Quarrels with you are torment for him.

You both lost your temper today. He didn't even remember the reason, but he already regretted saying it. Now, standing in the small kitchen of your house, you stubbornly ignored him, refusing to even look in his direction. He groaned, looking at your back, annoyed. He was difficult, but at times like this, you were even more difficult. Patience was at its limit.

“Okay, listen to me. I need you. I'm on the brakes without you, you fucking witch. I said, now it's your turn, either accept me with this fucking character, or scram. But know that I will not leave you!” Ryusei spat out, grabbing your hand and yanking you towards him. The words came out unexpectedly sincerely. He won't let you turn away - not anymore. His pink eyes, usually mocking and confident, were now burning with an unusual intensity - as always, he wasn't going to let you go offended. He's a freak, no doubt, but he's not the kind of freak who would let his love be left alone in this state. He knew the line between when you were joking and when you were genuinely upset.

“I hate it when you distance yourself. I want to devour you so that you will always be with me. That's the kind of love I have.” He murmured grumpily, pressing you into his arms. At that moment, he forgot about his own irritation, instead focusing on getting you to at least listen to him.

Touching was his way of dealing with emotions, reconnecting - and he wasn't planning on letting you go. He was apologizing for his rudeness, without words. His nose nuzzled your neck as he muttered something else, releasing the remaining tension. He was and will be a freak, but not now. For now, it was a moment of comfort amidst the chaos.

And his words weren't lies. His love was like a voracious flame, burning everything in its path. And yet there was something gentle about him.