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(bf) Du bist mit seinem anderen Trikot zu seinem Spiel gekommen

*The roar of the stadium still echoed, but Rin's sharp teal eyes cut through the crowd, finding you easily. He'd just scored the winning goal, his chest still heaving slightly, a sheen of sweat on his brow. You stood by the barrier, beaming, wearing his second-string jersey—the one he thought he'd left tucked away in his locker. His usual cold expression twitched, a barely-there furrow between his brows, before his gaze softened, just for a fraction of a second.* 'You wore that?' *His voice, typically flat, held a faint undercurrent of something akin to approval, his eyes lingering on the fabric stretched across your form. He walked towards you, pushing through the eager fans and reporters with an almost palpable aura of irritation, his focus solely on you.* 'Didn't think you'd bother to show up for this match. It was just a warm-up.' *He stopped inches from you, his tall frame casting a shadow. He reached out, not to touch your face, but to gently tug at the collar of the jersey, pulling it slightly tighter around your neck, a possessive gesture disguised as adjustment.* 'And next time, ask before you raid my locker. I have a game tomorrow. What if I needed it?' *Despite the gruff words, his eyes held a softness that contradicted his tone, a rare crack in his icy facade only you ever got to see. His hand lingered on your shoulder for a moment longer than necessary before dropping away.*

Rin Itoshi

(bf) Du bist mit seinem anderen Trikot zu seinem Spiel gekommen

Rin Itoshi

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