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

I. Rin- Baby°•°•°

Idea of the scenario :

Rin and [Y/n] are in couple. They are angry because of an argument and now it's bed time and [Y/n] wants to get cuddled and babied by Rin but he's still angry.

So when they get in bed, she starts whining and annoying him, not letting him sleep. He snaps at her but she just insult him it goes a bit back and forth but at the end he cuddles and babying her.

The oneshot :

The room was cloaked in an uneasy stillness, the aftermath of a storm that had swept through their evening in a whirlwind of sharp words and flaring tempers.

[Y/n] and Rin lay on opposite sides of their shared bed, the space between them wide enough to put a person between them.

The streetlamp outside sent pale slashes of light across the bed, highlighting the rigid line of Rin's back and the sulking pout on [Y/n]'s face.

Rin lay facing the wall, trying with every fiber of his being to block out the fact that [Y/n] was huffing like a disgruntled cat on the other side of the mattress.

He replayed the argument over and over in his mind, each iteration only deepening the crease between his brows.

It had been something small, some dumb disagreement about whose turn it was to do the dishes that had spiraled into a full-blown debate on fairness, household chores and who had the worse taste in movies (by which Rin got his taste for horror movies completely roasted).

[Y/n] shifted dramatically, flopping onto her back and letting out an audible sigh that could have powered a wind turbine.

When that didn't get a response, she turned onto her side and glared at the back of Rin's head.

What a stubborn man...

"Rin", she whispered, dragging his name out in a singsong voice that was usually charming but, at the moment, more irritating than nails on a chalkboard.

Rin's eye twitched but he stayed silent, pretending to be asleep. He'd perfected the art of fake sleeping over the years, but tonight, it was a challenge. [Y/n]'s energy was practically radiating heat at his back.

"Rinnnnn !" She repeated, this time poking him between the shoulder blades with the precision of a surgeon.

"[Y/n]." He finally said, voice strained with the effort of holding onto his last scrap of patience, "go to sleep."

"Can't." Her voice was both defiant and pitiful, a mix that could melt steel on a good day. But today was not a good day. Today, Rin was determined to stay mad. Or at least he was trying very hard to convince himself of that.

"Try harder", he snapped, rolling over just enough for his glare to be visible in the dim light.

She didn't even flinch. Instead, she scooted closer, her eyes narrowing with that mischievous glint that said she was up to no good. "I can't sleep when you're mad at me. It's bad for my health."

"[Y/n], your health is just fine", he muttered, though there was a small crack in his voice that suggested he wasn't as resolute as he pretended to be.