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You as rin's admirable senior

Warning! Random thoughts, quite intimate, rin being desperate of praises, broken ahh english.

Itoshi rin x male!reader/gn!

We all know rin is now at pxg right? But what changed him so much to the point he's now worth 180 million? Not even shidou is close to him.

You.

People look up to you so much, to the point even kaiser can't seem to hate you. At first the blue lock members look at you like you're some average player, well minus the good looking face ofc.

Until you started playing on the field. Eyes changed immediately after you stepped into the field. It's the way you can get into the flow so easily, but what got you alot of respect is that- unlike kaiser who rivaled against isagi and other blue lock members. You, instead, help them improve so much more, more specifically the pxg.

With the way you play, you pull these newbies into a scenery beyond what they used to. Of course only those can keep up will see the ethreal view of football in your eyes, and who is that person? Yes, rin.

You're kind, humble, always have a radiant of positive vibes, and always asking how are they- have they eaten yet.

From the moment you introduced yourself, he already took a closer eye on you.

The way you trained yourself, how you seem to always have the patience to deal with them, giving them an actual useful advice. He feels like he's being taken care of, And that made him lower his guard on you.

that made rin looked up to you so much.

Whenever after he played, no matter if it's a game or just practice, he always tries to find you, asking 'how did he do', if there's something that he 'need to improve', asking how he can see 'the same view you gave him'.

And you just look at him like he's some desperate puppy, honestly it's quite adorable.

You wanted to see more, i mean who doesn't?

It became a routine for rin to look for you, eyes desprate for praises. "You did such a good job today rin, that posture was spot on, those yoga's you did really pays off." Oh how those eyes started to sparkle out of pure happiness, him murmuring thankyou's after you praises him, while trying to keep his poker face.

Cute.

You don't wanna be those kind of person but, you might have a favorite out of all the blue lock players.

And you ended up giving him a special training and advice, just for him.

rin x male coded reader (reader is implied to be part of blue lock)

itoshi rin, who is living his football dream in real-time. itoshi rin, who is the definition of unapproachable. itoshi rin, who has captivated you, but clearly doesn't need you. itoshi rin, who is hopelessly in love with your smile. itoshi rin, who wouldn't dare say a thing.

"nice pass," he says, the closest can come to praise.

"nice goal, rin, that was insane," you reply, giving him a smile. he freezes in place for a moment, as if he glitched.

"thanks. give me another pass like that one."

you're probably reading too far into it -- but by god, rin wants you to read too far into it. the way his tone sounds almost more like a request than a demand. the way there's a spark of something behind his words. the way his turquoise eyes and resting bitch face are practically begging you to pass to him and him alone... to love him, and him alone.

itoshi rin, who hardly considers the match's results to be fruits of his own efforts. itoshi rin, who asks you to practice with him that night, embarrassed by how similar it feels to begging. itoshi rin, who pushes through exhaustion to spend a few more precious minutes with you.

you pass, he shoots, the blue lock man (useless creature) fails to stop the ball, and rin "scores." and you do it again and again and again, each pass sloppier and each shot less accurate as exhaustion seeps in. but it's worth it, in rin's mind, so very worth it.

"those were good passes," rin says, "i like you."

the words slip right out of his mouth before he can stop himself and realize how ridiculous and nonsensical he sounded. the words threaten to go in one ear and out the other before you really realize what he just said. no, it wasn't a mistake.

"i guess i'll keep passing like that, then?"

"not even passing. just... being. keep being like that." his sentences don't come out how he wants them to, and he finds it so stupid how his heart is racing and his hands are shaking. he's made this worse, hasn't he?

"rin, is this... is this a confession?"

having hope feels stupid. it probably is stupid. rin seems perfectly happy in his grumpy little soccer world. you seem perfectly happy in your little soccer world.

right?

he denies that it's a confession, but the blush in his cheeks betrays him. it's no secret - this is definitely a confession.

itoshi rin, who is the unrivaled king of pining. itoshi rin, who has finally fallen and let himself fall. itoshi rin, who is infinitely happier now that he has you.

gay.