Blue Lock oneshots (Bllk x [Y/n])

M. Kaiser- Training°•°•°

Idea of the scenario :

Y/N had come to one of Kaiser's training. She was sitting on the side bench, watching him train with Bastard Munchen.

Every time he got a small break, he would run up to her, making her sit between his legs and shower her with kisses and affection.

His teammates were either amused or annoyed, some even jealous as they would make remarks like she's distracting him only for Kaiser to shut their mouth and defend her.

Noa wasn't even fazed anymore with Kaiser's show of affection and love from the numerous times he did it.

The oneshot :

The sun shone brightly over the pristine training grounds of Bastard München, casting a warm golden glow on the players as they sprinted across the field, sweat glistening on their brows.

The air was alive with the sharp, rhythmic thud of cleats hitting the turf, punctuated by the shouted instructions of the coach, Noa.

It was a scene of relentless energy, each player pushing themselves to the limit, trying to match the tempo set by their star player— Kaiser.

But today, there was an extra glimmer in Kaiser's usually dull eyes, an energy that had nothing to do with training drills or the upcoming match.

Sitting on the side bench, dressed in a casual yet elegant, grey, sleeveless with a small sweetheart neckline sundress, was [Y/n]. She watched intently, her pink lips curved in a soft smile that was reserved only for him.

Her eyes followed his every move, soaking in his speed, the way he twisted with perfect control, and how he looked so effortlessly handsome while doing that.

Kaiser felt the pull of her gaze even before he saw her. It was as if her presence alone could ignite a fire in him, fueling him with an exhilaration that no trophy or goal could match. He shoot her a playful smirk while she only waved back at him.

During the few shorts water breaks, he seized the moments. He would jog over, his eyes locking onto hers, a mixture of love and longing dancing in their blue depths.

As he reached her, the world around them seemed to blur, muffled by the thumping in his chest. [Y/n] barely had time to greet him before Kaiser pulled her into his arms, making her sit between his legs as he settled on the bench behind her. His arms enveloped her, firm and secure and she felt the hammering of his heart against her back.

"You're here, liebling ", he whispered, his voice rough with exertion but tender with affection. His breath tickled her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. Before she could respond, he pressed a kiss to her temple, then another on her cheek, trailing a line to her jaw where he lingered.

"I wouldn't miss it", she said softly, leaning into his touch. The training field, once filled with the clamor of drills, now felt far away. For these few stolen moments, there was only him and the warmth radiating between them.

His sweaty arms wrapped more tightly around her waist as he continued pressing a flurry of kisses across her cheeks, forehead and nose, making her giggle and swat playfully at his chest, "Michael, hahaha... stop !" She would say between his barrage of kisses and her giggles.