DM; s. itoshi

; sae listens to mcr

warning;
this chapter contains spoilers
for the blue lock vs u-20 match!
read w precaution
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also idk if this chapter makes
sense i was writing it while
rewatching 5 ft apart so i was
lowkey in shambles LMFAO

INSTAGRAM DIRECT MESSAGING

itoshisae.official [✓] | itoshi sae

- 9:14 pm -

[y/n] <3
r u okay?

- 10:33 pm -

[y/n] <3
ik ur not ignoring me
now 👎

- 11:51 pm -

[y/n] <3
open up mf im outside
your door
seen

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the door slowly opened, you peaked into the dorm room that was all so familiar. sae stood at the doorstep, a frown lacing his features, more "upset" than usual. though his expression seemed to soften when he realized that it was you, awkwardly moving so that you could come in.

you sat on the bed, posture uncomfortable straight, your hands perched into your lap.

"so? what do you want?" he closed the door in a swift motion, sitting down on the spinny chair you always see him on during face time.

"you're sooo depressed, and you're not answering any of my messages," you sighed, slouching your back. "i get that you're upset about lo—"

"i'm not upset. as much as i thought it was bound to happen, i didn't think it actually would. besides, i found someone who'll make a great striker—and no, its not shidou."

you hummed lowly, what were you supposed to say in this situation? "what about your brother?"

sae sighed, leaning back into the back rest of the chair he opened his mouth to respond only to close it. he didn't know what to say. tell you the truth to what has happened months back from his return to japan? or to spit out a lie, hide you from what you didn't need to know.

"he's a good striker, but not what i'm looking for."

running your fingers through your hair you furrowed your eyebrows, "oh."

the silence that casted between you two grew awkward. there were no words to have been exchanged. occasional glances in one another's direction caused tension to rise. you didn't know what sae was feeling, his emotions laid as blank as ever. he could tell that you were frustrated with his lousy responses.

sae contemplated for a bit before standing up from his seat. he shuffled towards the bed, sitting besides you with a small gap resting amongst you both. he stared at the tiled floor, boring his eyes into the glare the light above spilled onto the ground.

"you know, i think you did really good out there."

"are you pitying me?"

"what the fuck, no of course not."

letting a small breath out, sae turned to face you. "[y/n] i fucked up. i fucked up so bad that i don't even know what to do."

and so the one and only, itoshi sae, told you the truth. how he tore apart rin's dreams with only a few words. to how he shielded himself from the humility of not being good enough by changing positions on the field.

this feeling he felt, what was it?

it felt like his heart was being ripped out of his ribcage and set on a silver platter. yet being able to put into words everything he has felt for the past year, never felt so good.

you watched how his eyes knitted together as he struggled to say what he wanted to say without messing up. this was a side of itoshi sae that you wished to see more of. the way he was able to trust you with his vulnerabilities.

at this very moment, it was the mutual realization that only love could burn this deep.

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author's note ;
AHAHAHA I'M BACK A
MONTH LATER MB