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A few days later, with the bass in the case and a lot of anxiety, you headed to the music studio that they had told you about in your direct messages. You were very anxious, both for the situation and for seeing Rin after a long time

The last time you saw each other in person, 3 years ago, he broke up with you. He had been quick with his words, but the void he had left inside you could not be filled even a little after so much time. You had not shown interest in him since that day, but you knew perfectly well that you were still hurting. You hadn't moved even an inch from him, who seemed to have a girlfriend

Sitting on the couch you tune your bass, while some cameras, turned off, are placed around you to get the best angles. The song that won the third poll is "Every Breath You Take" by "Police", but in all this Rin still hasn't shown up. Strange for him, who has always been a precise person... maybe his girlfriend is telling him not to go here

Just as you think it, the door to the studio opens, revealing a staff member with Rin behind him. It's like your heart does a somersault as you see him again after such a long time, time you've often used to imagine this moment: what would his face show? What would he do? What would happen? Yet, beyond the usual cold look as he places his bass guitar next to the couch, there's no trace of surprise in his gaze. Maybe he didn't even notice you, and this is confirmed when he sits on the couch with you while he starts tuning his bass, as if he hadn't just seen his ex again

He's moved on. He doesn't need to notice you.

Rin has a girlfriend. He's a faithful guy.

He's moved on. You have to accept that.

"Before we start, I want to thank you both for being here! It's so important for us at the editorial team to have you here" the smiling boy says, and you nod, smiling back "It's my pleasure" you say, and you glance at Rin who doesn't seem to be paying attention to the boy's words at all, as he continues to tune his instrument. You and the man look at each other for a few seconds, probably thinking the same thing about the other bassist's silence, who only then looks up, but obviously not towards you "I'm ready"

The man explains your parts, giving you some scores. You will divide the song into two parts, each one will do one and you will be filmed, then the video will be published on the team's profile. From that moment, the poll will start for who did the best part. Try both of your parts a few times, without looking at each other, the only noise in the room being your notes and the chatter of the staff members who watch you fascinated, perhaps incredulous at having two such popular stars together in the same place

You and Rin don't dare look at each other, not during practice or at the recording, where you are the first one to be filmed since you are in charge of doing the first piece of the nice song. You try to be familiar with the camera, smiling as your fingers strum the notes you have learned by heart. You are used to the cameras, after all, it's not that hard to be comfortable. As your song is about to end, Rin's fingers begin to play on his bass, slowly raising the pitch of the notes' speed. When you look up, you're surprised to find your ex's eyes looking at you shameless. It's a quick gesture, lasting less than two seconds, but your heart and mind abandon you completely

Rin still has a lot of effect on you. You hate to admit it, but you'd be lying to yourself if you said that's not enough to drive you crazy. It's just that when your eyes meet again for the first time after 3 years, it's as if everything you've experienced together as a couple flashes before your eyes, reflecting the experiences in his. It's something you can't stop, but it continues until the moment he lowers his gaze, concentrating on his notes

You catch your breath when your part is over and the cameras focus on the Blue Lock guy. As you tighten your hands around the neck of your bass, you feel so lost from the experience that just happened. You would have expected something, maybe not from him but certainly from you, but you didn't expect such a powerful reaction from your body. It's as if it confirms to you that not only your mind and soul has remained on that day, but also your body, which now shakes a bit

The song ends, Rin stops moving his fingers on the fretboard of his bass. The staff applauds you and you come back to reality a little, while you thank everyone in a low voice for the opportunity and for the beautiful video they made of both of you..But while you do this, Rin has already taken his instrument and left the room

𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 | kaiser x reader

— part fifteen, last chapter

words: 3.1k (3108)

plot: kaiser comforted you after a bad and slow breakup, but what will happen now considering what you two shared? is everything still unexpected or is there something you both simply have yet to realize?. fluff shit 'cause yeah!!

extra: this is the last chapter of the story, read to the end for a little thank you!!

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!. you can find the other parts of the story by searching in the section dedicated to bllk

For the various photoshoots you had done during your career, you had already had the pleasure of wearing wedding dresses. You loved white, and more than one person had told you that it looked good on you, and the wide and vaporous skirts of the dresses had your heart. You were not unknown to wedding dresses, but now you were with yours. You had chosen it more than a few months ago, but now that you were wearing it and with an aisle waiting for you, you felt strange in the dress that had captured your heart in that atelier in Hamburg. A few tears threaten to come out, but this time there would be no one to improve your makeup, since the staff had already left a few hours ago, leaving you alone in your dressing room. It was almost time for the start

One year ago. Exactly one year ago, Kaiser had asked you to marry him, after one of his greatest victories: Germany had won the World Cup against Japan, winning 1 - 0 thanks to the goal of the only emperor on the field. And so, while you were on the field hugging him, crying and congratulating him, Michael had decided to get down on one knee and ask you the important question in front of millions of people, and you had accepted, of course. You knew you were accepting even though you had made the relationship public just a year before, but there was Kaiser asking you, the boy who had never let you drown. You didn't even have to worry in the slightest, he was your best friend and bf after all

And today was today. In less than five minutes you would be out of the room and back in as Y/n Kaiser officially. Finally, the boy who had your heart entirely would be yours even before the law, and you would have been proudly his. You're not afraid, you're happy, but the slight anxiety you have is something you just can't get rid of. You're about to get married, it's something you only saw yourself in with Gabriel, and yet you're about to take the big step with someone who isn't him and who really wants you. It's strange, but beautiful

You take a deep breath, looking at yourself in the mirror one last time: you find yourself prettier than usual, you hope your future husband thinks the same when he sees you. "Everything's going to be okay. I deserve it" you say to your reflection, and you nod almost automatically. You really deserve it, after having experienced so many bad things all at once. It's been an experience for two years now, but every now and then at night you still dream of Gabriel trying to throw you into an endless ravine. It's bad to wake up nervous, but Kaiser is always by your side to help you, so it passes quickly; and when it happens to him, when he dreams about his past and his father, you're the one who calms him down. You balance each other out, it's like an habit

It's time. You leave the room, where you find your father who has already shed several tears. You are ready. You take his arm and together you leave the building where, later, the rest of the ceremony will take place. It's an old villa with a huge garden around it, where the aisle was set up for the occasion. You decided on the location, since Kaiser had proposed to get married inside a stadium... but it wasn't, let's say, the right place

Luckily it's sunny, otherwise you wouldn't have known where to put all the guests: between your family, his teammates and some members of an old project he participated in, you are about 500 guests. You have a friend from Italy as your maid of honor, while Kaiser's best man is obviously Ness. No one from his family is there, but that's not surprising: his family has always been you and his team, so that's okay. You both wanted all these people, plus it's the wedding of the model of the moment and the captain of the winning team of the World Cup, which means you're quite in the spotlight. Not that you're not used to it

You hear the music of violins nearby, as the garden gets closer and closer. Your father squeezes your arm one last time, as you give the staff approval to open the door that separates you from the wedding aisle. The muffled noise grows louder, while the chatter of the guests quiets down when they notice your presence. You look at the guests with a slightly embarrassed gaze, then you look to the end of the aisle

Dressed in a white suit with a dark blue tie, Kaiser shines: his eyes, with their usual red eyeliner, are fixed on you in a way you've never seen before, and you can't help but be moved by this gesture. You smile awkwardly at him as you approach, and he holds out his hand as you notice how his eyes are getting glossy. Once you reach the beginning of the altar, you let go of your father's arm, who, after having murmured something to your future husband, lets you grab his hand to climb to go up. He squeezes your hand affectionately as he lets you stand in front of him, his finger caressing your cheek “You look gorgeous” he whispers, and you notice a small tear leave his eye. You smile tenderly at him, wiping it away quickly "Thank you, Mihya" you say, and he chuckles slightly

The ceremony begins, and you can't help but laugh at every little thing, whether it's when he loses concentration or when the guests shout something joking. It's just that you're so happy that you can't help but smile, at the situation and at the boy who is about to become your husband and who shares your same happiness. Everything is going so well that you don't realize it's time for the vows, starting with yours. You clear your throat, taking with shaking hands the note you wrote last night, when you were alone in your room, and you were dying from the anxiety

"Micheal Kaiser, Mihya for me, the one who has been accompanying me for so long in the strangest and at the same time serious things that life reserves for me. To my best friend, to the boy who loved me for so long without me knowing, to the boy who made me understand what it really means to be loved. To you I want to say thank you, because I don't know how else to explain my gratitude. Thank you for being there, existing, being yourself" you say shakily, letting the most important words come when you speak tonight. The audience gives a small round of applause as Kaiser takes your hand and kisses it, Ness muttering something to him about how he shouldn't do that. You giggle at the gesture, tears now slowly rolling down your pink cheeks too. When the situation calms down, Kaiser takes a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket, clearing his throat "If I had to describe how my life has improved since you've been a part of it, I couldn't explain it. You've improved everything around me, but also myself, not being afraid to get your hands dirty with a complicated piece like me. I'm not the best boyfriend, maybe I won't even be the best husband, but let me hope that my superiority complex helps me, because I really care about being that for you, for us" he says, eliciting a few laughs from the audience and also from you for the last sentence. You know perfectly well how much he cares about you, about your relationship, so you can't help but burst into even louder tears at his words, while you notice how he also lets out a few tears

As you both wipe away each other's tears, the man tell you it's time for the kiss. You breathe a sigh of relief when you hear the man's words officially confirming that you are husband and wife, and as the audience erupts in thunderous applause, you feel Kaiser's hands rest on your hips. You look up, meeting with the one who is now officially your husband "Mrs. Kaiser, may I?" he whispers with a smirk, as you place your hands on his cheeks; you chuckle slightly, nodding "You may" you whisper, but you don't have time to finish the sentence before his lips land on yours in a hungry kiss. The crowd increases the level of the roar, while you meanwhile feel in heaven with his arms holding you tightly. The kiss you share is bitter, but sweet at the same time: bitter, for everything you've had to go through; sweet, for everything you've experienced since that day in the hotel and for what awaits you from this moment, which you're so fucking ready for. Now, with his lips on yours, you realize how much you've really moved forward, how much you didn't give up even when there was little hope. The goal was to be happy, and you are. You're so much. When you pull away, the noise from the crowd confuses you a bit. You smile as you turn to people, waving to your family and friends while your husband’s arms make no move to let you go “Shall we start with these things right away?” you ask playfully, and he rolls his eyes in amusement, increasing his grip on your waist “You say this like you're not used to this or much worse things”

Sitting next to your husband, his arm around your shoulders as you cuddle up to him, the sound of the violins stops when you see your brother near the table you've set aside for speeches. The party has been going on for several hours now, and the blue of the sky has been replaced by the orange of the sunset, which is slowly giving way to the night. The chatter of the guests stops, as a microphone is passed to the man. Your brother has never been one for talking so much

"Good evening... does this thing work? I hope so. I was saying... good evening. I think everyone here knows me or at least has an idea of who I am, otherwise let's say I'm simply the older brother of the beautiful woman who today took another man's last name, abandoning the one she carried with extreme pride for 28 years. My sister has always been the little one of the house, the little sister that everyone wants and that I hated a little, because she was always better than me at school. But I've loved you since you were born Y/n, you know that well, don't make me say sentimental things too much. I was lucky enough to always be accompanied by my family and therefore by my sister when I started coaching Bastard Munchen, more than 10 years ago. I never expected that thanks to me she would have met the man who today has become her husband, and who at the time was my favorite player. I mean, it was kind of noticeable how he looked at her... but let's keep that private, right Kaiser?. She too, however, always looked at you with an air that she didn't give to others, even though she was loved by all the boys on the team. It was now noticeable how, even while continuing to maintain a facade of almost hatred, you both had grown fond of each other. I wasn't particularly happy to see my sister with someone like that... but I understood when they changed my team how much you really cared about her, Kaiser. There my uncertainties fell, that day you came to say goodbye to her at the airport before leaving. There I understood how much you actually loved her, even though I was still just her best friend. And I was happy, happy to know that there was someone who would have her back when I, at a certain point, could no longer. You've maintained the facade of best friends for far too long, in my opinion... but now you're here, you're husband and wife, something has obviously worked. I don't know what else to say, I think you both know how much I love you and how happy I am that you're together. I'm just happy to know that someone loves my sister the way she truly deserves. Good luck"

The crowd erupts in applause, and you run into your brother's arms, holding him tightly to you. You notice how he and Kaiser exchange a look, as if Michael is confirming to him that he will always be there for you; but your brother already knows this after all. Since you are both standing now, you decide to give the speech that has been on your mind for a long time now, and that can finally come out. You take the microphone, clearing your throat while you taking a light breath

"Before I begin, I would like to thank everyone for being here, for participating in such an important day for both me and Micheal... thank you for loving us. I would start by saying how much I love my now husband, but I think I would bore everyone and also sound a bit repetitive, since everyone knows that. So I say... thank you, Mihya. Now, looking at where we are, I can't believe I've reached such an important milestone with someone like that, who I met by pure chance and who I didn't even like very much at first. But changing my mind about you was probably the best choice I could have made, because you gave me the chance to be close to you and to be able to count on you in moments when even I hated myself. But you taught me that love doesn't try to drown you, destroy you, make you someone else. You taught me that love supports you, makes you happy, is cultivated over time as you did for so many years without me knowing it. You taught me that if one sad the other must be there, and not be the reason why one is sad. I was used to this, you know it perfectly, and yet you showed me a completely different shade that, today, always makes me so so so happy. I guess I still have to apologize for reading your letters that time... but hey, I think if I hadn't, we wouldn't be here, and maybe we wouldn't even have the relationship we have now. I made a mistake, but it was the mistake that brought me the most happiness of all, so I ask you to forgive me without feeling too bad. I love being able to be next to you, touch you, just feel the presence of your hands or lips on my body when you're stressed, happy or whatever just feels right. Let me be what you have been to me, an anchor, because my goal is to make you as happy as you have made me in these years. Let me love you as you deserve, Mihya"

When you look up, along with other applause, Kaiser's seems to sound louder than all the others. You know your husband, you know how much these words affect him even if he doesn't show it very much. But you know how much he really needs confirmation, which you absolutely want to give him from now on. The microphone moves from your hands to his, while one is positioned at your waist to hold you closer

"If you had told me that I would marry my coach's sister, I would have laughed in their face. Or at least that's what I thought for the first two minutes after seeing her for the first time. After that time my view has definitely changed, and the results are these. I think I fell in love with my wife now pretty much right away, but I kept it a secret for so long that maybe, at a certain point, I started to doubt whether I really loved her or whether it was just an obsession that had grown with me. But then I looked for her in places, in girls, in everything. So I realized that I was really too much in love with my best friend... but tell her? absolutely not. What would I have done if I had ruined everything with the woman who in my dreams had already been my wife for a long time? I would be dead, metaphorically and not. I don't think there's anyone who loves her as much as I do, as much as I want to be sure that she's mine. Y/n has always supported me in every possible situation, in soccer and in personal life, where her words have often saved me from choking. Her support, and after her love, became my reason to explain the impossible. No one knows me as well as my wife knows me, as well as she knows my flaws and my virtues. She has been everything, she is everything and she will always be everything. I'd rather lose another World Cup than see you sad for a single second because of me, because I've already seen you suffer enough for bastards who didn't even deserve a shred of your attention. I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty with you, because I know how much your love is worth. Until I die, she will have what she can safely call the greatest of her loves. But don't die before me, Y/n, because I might go crazy"

After hearing his words you can't help but cry. He laughs as he puts down the microphone, running a hand down your back as you smile through your tears, which are obviously tears of joy. You've suffered so much, too much, to levels that you don't even think are legal for one life to live. But it was worth it, if now you can finally say that you are loved and respected by the man you love most in the world and who you know for a fact has made your life better. It was all so unexpected, but also so fucking beautiful

And you can't help but smile, now that you've made it. But you won't smile alone anymore, now, but with your lovely husband, Micheal Kaiser

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this was officially the last chapter, and wow, I didn't think I'd make it or at least make the first chapter a real story 😭 I have to thank everyone for all the love the story received, I hope I satisfied the ideas you had! love y'all 🫶

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𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 | kaiser x reader

— part fourteen, penultimate chapter

plot: kaiser comforted you after a bad and slow breakup, but what will happen now considering what you two shared? is everything still unexpected or is there something you both simply have yet to realize?. fluff shit 'cause yeah!!

words: 3.3k (3329)

extra: it will probably become a multi part story, tell me if you're interested in the final part!

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!. you can find the other parts of the story by searching in the section dedicated to bllk

At least two months had passed since that famous TV appearance, in front of all of Germany and even in front of the whole world, since your revelations had reached people worldwide. Everyone, to your great surprise, was waiting for nothing but your version of the story, which had finally arrived. You had publicly spoken so badly of Gabriel that everyone, connecting the dots, had come to the conclusion that your version was the truthful one, and that Gabriel's words had been nothing but nonsense from the very beginning. He had made it all up to make you look bad, just like his plan had envisaged, but he hadn't predicted that you were smarter than him

And so, while the whole world was loving you again and you were finally reaching the peak of a new life, Gabriel was sinking into the abyss he had created for himself. The hatred that they had previously directed towards you was now entirely towards him, who strangely had disappeared from the scene for a few weeks already, after his dismissal from the TraumLaufsteg. The agency was now in the hands of a female assistant of Ursula, who had also disappeared and was presumably in another country. The new director was lovely, however, after your statements you had resigned from TraumLaufsteg, deciding to take a big step: to open your own modeling agency and continue with your same job, model. You would have debuted as director in less than six months, but the world had already heard about your project, and several models had already sent you their resumes to join the team, both famous women and others still at their first steps. But it made you happy, you weren't afraid to dedicate yourself to something anymore now that you knew no one was trying to ruin you

The only thing that continued to be ruined was your makeup, which Kaiser loved to remove every time you got ready for work or when you came home at night. Since that liberation on live television, the relationship between you and Michael had improved so much that it didn't seem possible, even though you had known him all your life. You loved each other, maybe too much, but you didn't see the problem in that: you had spent too much time apart, so it was a way to make up for lost time. Since the truth had come out, both of you had paid less attention to the cover-ups you had imposed on yourselves, and many had realized that you were living in his house again. Photos of you and him holding hands had also surfaced, and by now for many you were an official couple, even if you hadn't confirmed it yet

It didn't bother you or Michael, but you didn't want to make it official to the world yet, you wanted to wait a little longer, just to completely dispel the idea that Kaiser was just a replacement for Gabriel, which was absolutely not true. You were fine with being seen in ways as a couple, since you had been secretly together for about half a year now. You would have left it to fate, a bit like you had always done

This time you didn't have to worry about anything at all. It would all have gone very calmly

Today is a big day, both for you and your boyfriend. It's the first time you've gone to watch one of his games since rumors began that you're a couple, and for Kaiser it's the first time he's played as captain, which is usually given to another member of Bastard Munchen. He took the role after years on the team, and only you know how proud he is of it, it's always been a dream of his, since the early days in the team. The stadium is full, and tight in your jersey with his number, you look for a place in the VIP section of the players, the seats dedicated to family or partners. You had insisted on taking a simple seat in the stands, but Kaiser had insisted on giving you the VIP seat, a seat that was usually always empty since he never had any family members to come and watch him. You couldn't say no to him, so you just accepted, while being happy

There was still a little while to go until the start of the match, which was to be played in one of the biggest stadiums in Berlin against a French team, whose name you had heard several times but could not remember. The players were all already on the field to warm up, the coaches were sitting on the benches together with the possible substitutes, studying and confirming the positions of the players. The VIP seats were quite full with family members and partners, who greeted you even though they didn't know exactly who you were there for, even knowing the rumors about you and Kaiser. You appreciated that they didn't know exactly who you were for, since you were also very friends with Ness, who you had known since your brother was coaching the team

Surprise effect, that's what you called it

As you took your seat, many of the fans noticed your presence, also noticing the jersey you were wearing. You smiled and greeted all the people who were screaming your name, trying to reciprocate all the love they were giving you

"They want you, huh?" says a voice behind you, a few meters away. You turn around already knowing who it is, smiling as you approach the boy, crossing your arms with an amused smile "Obviously the only star today is not just you" you say meeting the already slightly sweaty face of Kaiser, who had taken a small break just to greet you. The stadium erupts in a powerful roar seeing you and the captain interact, even though you don't know what you were talking about. You laugh to yourself as you hear the scream, while this time the one smiling is your boyfriend "I don't know whether to be happy or sad, you know how much i love being the star. But wow, maybe seeing you wear my jersey makes me think I should be happy" he says, amused

You roll your eyes at his comment, even though it amuses you to see him so sarcastic “Anxiety?” you ask, genuinely curious, but he shakes his head “Anxiety, match and Michael Kaiser don’t go together in the same sentence. You should know that” he says, and you nod “You’re not entirely wrong” you say, agreeing with him. Kaiser hardly felt anxious when it came to soccer, which for a long time had been his only reason for living. You knew how attached he was to this sport, which not only gave him fame, but also made him feel alive. It was his job, after all

The two of you look at each other for a while, hearing only the words in the wind of the people in the stadium. Seeing you, feeling you, knowing that you are finally free to do the same things you have always done makes you so proud of yourself, a feeling that you no longer had inside you for a long time. It was nice to be able to do again what you had been used to all your life, including cheering for Kaiser. And now, in front of so many people watching you, it was even more satisfying

"You know..." Kaiser says, breaking the silence between you, taking a few steps forward. You come back to reality, paying attention to your boyfriend "I have several goals to achieve today, one is a little more complex. If you see me doing strange things, don't pay attention. That's what I have in mind" he says, and you tilt your head "What do you have in mind?" you ask curiously, but the referee's whistle makes you understand that the match is about to begin. You remain in doubt, waving to Kaiser who returns to the center of the field, flanked by his faithful Ness, who greets you with his usual genuine smile. You sigh, taking your seat as the game officially begins: in an instant the ball starts moving all over the big field, a bit like the thoughts in your head. What is Kaiser up to? You know perfectly well how unpredictable he can be, but you know for a fact that he would never do something that would bother you or break some of your limits. But he said it was something strange, or at least he thinks so. What is going through his mind?

You try to focus on the game, leaving aside what's on your mind, which never ceases to give you a hint of annoyance mixed with curiosity. Bastard Munchen today seems to be playing better than usual, with their new captain who stands out as he normally would, but today with an added regality. The ball often passes under his feet, however for now no goals, from either team, seem to end up in the net, leaving many wasted assists. The first 45 minutes of the game pass quickly, with short pauses and an offside. A few yellow cards are also thrown around, but the German team doesn't seem the least bit worried about the lack of goals, or at least that's what you see on your boyfriend's face

The break between the first and second half begins. You get up, grabbing the water bottle and a towel for Kaiser, while he and his other teammates approach the VIP seats. Kaiser arrives sweaty, while you throw him the water bottle that he catches in flight, starting to drink voraciously due to the lack of hydration. You are about to pass him the towel too when he lifts the edge of his shirt to rub it on his face, exposing his abs.

The scene doesn't go unnoticed by you, and he seems to understand it when he comes closer to you smirking "Is something wrong?" he asks innocently, and you throw the towel in his face "Ask this to all your fangirls who will have died after seeing you lift your shirt" you say teasing him "It's not that there aren't photos of me without a shirt online, thanks to the ads. Although the only one who has seen me with nothing at all is you" he says in such a casual tone of voice that only after a few seconds of realization you look up, completely embarrassed "Could you repeat that?" you ask with red cheeks, but he shrugs "You heard perfectly" he says chuckling

You ignore the blush, when Ness appears behind Kaiser's back, greeting you with a smile. You've always had a good relationship with him, certainly different from the one you have with Michael, but Alexis was actually your very first friend among all the players your brother trained. You don't get to see each other very often, but you still love him a lot, also because he's a good friend of Kaiser "Hey!" he says, and you greet him happily "Hey! We've been talking for a while" you say, clasping your hands in your lap, while Michael looks at you "You're right. I preferred to wait before talking to you... you know..." Ness says, looking a little embarrassed, but you shake your hands "Don't worry, Alexis. I understand, it's no problem. I'm fine now" you say, smiling at him, and he seems to breathe a sigh of relief. He probably meant that he wanted to talk to you about the matter with Gabriel, but that he couldn't for some reasons. You wonder if he actually knows the truth between you and Kaiser, since they are so close and he wouldn't tell anyone anyway. Who knows

The break ends, the ball starts rolling again between the feet of the players, who all seem to be trying a little harder than in the first half. Every now and then Kaiser's voice can be heard, as he shouts out things to do to his teammates, but everything seems to be under control. The minutes tick by again and you often find yourself on your feet as a goal is about to be scored, but no one gets in the net due to the good defense of the opposition. An irritated frown seems to form on your boyfriend's face, one you've seen on his face so many times you know it by heart. As the clock reaches 90 minutes no one seems to be scoring, neither Bastard Munchen nor the French team. The anxiety among the coaches and members is starting to set in, while some in the VIP seats start saying that there probably won't be any additional time, since they are perfectly on time. Yet, Micheal Kaiser's overly proud face seems to finally show which team is already the winner of the match, even though it's 0 - 0

The whistle blows, less than two minutes left in the game. Kaiser steals the ball with a quick move, pushing ever closer to the enemy net, occasionally passing the ball to Ness who passes it back to him when he has the chance. The defense slowly melts away and goes into disarray as God's chosen emperor arrives, leaving no escape for anyone. The team seems to be so excited that they don't notice that they have left a hole in front of the net completely undefended, giving free access to Kaiser, who positions himself in the center and prepares for his iconic shot, the kaiser impact, which with a precise and elegant arc ends up in the net in the 89th minute

The stadium explodes in a powerful roar, almost annoying due to too much shouting. The goal is confirmed by the referee with the whistle, which also marks the end of the hard fought match. The teammates cheer against Kaiser, who with a cheeky smile shows his iconic tattoo, the blue rose of the impossible that is possible. You get up from your seat screaming and clapping your hands, confirming once again that you are proud of the boy you love more than yourself and who has done so much for you. Thus, in his natural habitat, the field, Kaiser Micheal seems to shine under the lights of the stadium and the sweat due to the continuous running. He shines so bright that you wonder if you really deserve someone like him by your side, so spectacular. While everyone is around him and the stadium is still in a frenzy, his eyes search for you. Almost immediately you both look at each other, as if you were congratulating him like this, promising him to do it better when you were alone

But apparently, he seems to have other plans

Pushing his way through his teammates, Kaiser starts running toward you, an expression on his face that you can't quite read: he looks happy, but as if he's about to do something you don't expect. As he approaches, a voice calls you from the stands placed a short distance from the VIP seats. You think you misunderstood, that you thought wrong, but when the same voice calls you back for others times, you can do nothing but turn around in horror, hoping you're wrong

Gabriel, standing against the wall of the stands, is calling you loudly. He seems visibly thinner, his eyes dull and dark circles surround his eyes. Seen like this you struggle to recognize him, but you know it's him and it's not your mind that's playing a nasty trick on you. He's been gone for a while, yet now in this beautiful moment, he reappears as if nothing had happened, calling you as if he hadn't tried countless times to swallow you once and for all, making you choke on the same poison he gave you. Even as another person, he's here

As if they had taken away all the air around you, you can't breathe anymore. Seeing him like this, so bad but free, seems like a blackmail of fate, which perhaps really wants to destroy you like your ex. You don't even know why he's calling you, you don't even care, the important thing is that he's here and for the umpteenth time he hasn't let you go, even after everything you've done to him. Maybe there's no parallel universe where he's leaving you, maybe you really need to accept that you'll never get rid of the person who hates you the most in the world. Maybe you really should accept that there's no way to start a new life

No. You started again

This time you won, not him

He is part of your past life, one full of regrets and too much pain, one that destroyed you but made you strong, even if you didn't want to

You glare at him, sighing before turning, running towards Kaiser. The blond takes you in his arms, lifting you up as if you were a feather. You laugh at the gesture, ignoring the people watching you fascinated, ignoring Gabriel. You both laugh because you have no reason to be sad; you laugh because you know that you are each other's love now; you laugh because there will never be nothing in your life as painful as it has been lately

There's Kaiser now. There's no Gabriel anymore. And if that means running into your boyfriend's arms all the time, you're more than happy to do that a hundred thousand times. As the stadium screams his name, the two of you look at each other like only a couple could, a couple who knows what they've been through. You hear Gabriel's screams as he's escorted away by security, and he's probably going to be put in some sort of prison now because of everything he's done to you. If this is a new point, like a start point, you are more than happy

"Stop me now, because you know exactly what I'm about to do. If you don't want to stop me, just tell me. Because if I start, I won't stop" he says still holding you up, his arms holding you without any problems. You nod at his words, feeling truly happy for the first time "Do it, Kaiser"

And so, in front of millions of people between the stadium and the television, Kaiser throws himself on your lips, your hands framing his face while you return the kiss with a genuine smile. The scream from before amplifies to unimaginable levels, while you can't help but be happy. It's a kiss that tastes of many things, but above all, of victory, a victory achieved with pain and commitment. In front of the people watching you, you have just confirmed that you love each other, that the person who is now in your heart is the best friend who has always been by your side, that finally a person who knows how to treat you right has your heart in his hands, and you don't have to be afraid of coming out sad or destroyed again. When you pull away, still in his arms but now with your feet on the ground, you can't help but smile at each other. If that's not a good way to remove the cover you've put on each other, you have no idea what is. If this isn't finally the love you deserve, you have no idea what is. You didn't think you'd get to this point, in fact, you never imagined it. You didn't think you could get to the point of finally having your life in your hands again, this time with lots of future projects and a person who really cares about you. Maybe suffering was a good way to get here, maybe that hotel room was the stage for something you couldn't define, except with one word

unexpected.

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𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐍...

Everything was going perfectly, everything was going more than perfectly. The plan you had trained for practically your whole life was finally about to win, you were about to win for the first time after years of suffering. It had been difficult, tiring, at times you even thought of abandoning everything and throwing yourself into the sea at night, when no one would see you, and yet you had finally shown that even a woman could organize the perfect revenge. Finally all your time would be rewarded, you would finally avenge your brother's name by killing the feared Sae Itoshi, the undisputed king of the Caribbean, the same one who killed your brother with a sharp blow of the sword when you were still a child, years ago

Sitting in your room, you sharpen the poisoned dagger you obtained from your last raid. The red poison slowly slides down the blade, and you leave the object on your nightstand while you hide an extra buckle in the belt of your dress, to attach the weapon. Tonight, is the night of your life

Your brother was for a long time one of the undisputed kings of the Caribbean area, and you have always been by his side since your parents died shortly after you were born. Sae Itoshi, when he was just a kid, killed your brother when the Itoshi ship attacked the one you were on: probably they didn't notice you, since you were hidden, but you noticed how a young Sae, a promising captain and maybe a year or two older than you, had no problem taking the lives of people three times his age, like your brother. And from that moment you swore that you would kill the eldest Itoshi, and avenge the name of your beloved brother. It had taken you time, only a year ago you had managed to join the crew of the time eighteen year old Sae, and now you would finally kill him. It would be all finally over

You take the dagger, hiding it as you exit your cabin, walking quickly as you head towards Sae's, which you see is dark due to the lack of light. You take a long breath, feeling doubts come to your head for the first time: as much as you want to kill him, he's always been quite nice to you, probably not knowing your story. But you have to kill him, now, tonight. No regrets, not now

You heave a long sigh, as you slowly open the door to his cabin, taking steps as quickly and quietly as possible. You take the weapon, clutching it in your pale hands, as the distance between his bed and you grows smaller and smaller, while the only audible sound is that of the sea, deep and scary as well as beautiful

You arrive in front of his bed, the sleeping figure of the captain promptly under the covers because of the cold of the night. You raise the weapon with a shaking hand, pondering if it is really the right choice, but finally you sink the weapon into the man's body, who however does not seem to react. The white sheets don't get stained red, the screams of his pain don't reach your ears. Silence. Silence, only disturbing silence, just damn silence

"Wrong target"says a voice not too far away, but which bitterly confirms that you have seriously missed the target. You remove the weapon from the body, which is actually a pile of stacked pillows. The voice sounds all too familiar

With a sharp gesture, someone disarms you, throwing the weapon on the floor. An arm tightens your waist, causing your back to be pressed against someone's chest, while another hand covers your mouth, while the hot breath of who you think it is hits your neck. In the darkness of the cabin the scent of Sae, the captain and your target, rushes dangerously close to your nose, feeling the man's body against yours

"Mh...! Mh!-" you moan trying to speak, but the pressure of his hand against your lips doesn't give you the chance to say anything logical. Your heart is pounding as you feel your cheeks turning red, partly out of shame and partly because of the situation you're in, with your body so pressed against his, so warm. It's a grip that won't let you go, but he's not trying to hurt you

“That dagger wouldn’t have taken out a tuna. You had little chance of weapons, my lady” the man says softly, his breath hitting your neck “I expected something much bigger from you. You’ve always been so enterprising" he says finishing the sentence, as you begin to wriggle out of his grip, feeling like a fish stuck in a deadly trap, the same one you place to feed yourself daily. His grip tightens, his hand dropping to your waist as he increases the pressure “First you try to kill me and then you try to escape? Aren’t you known as the most feared pirate in my crew?”

Since you have been supporting him, you have actually become feared to a degree almost comparable to his. Known for your cunning, the same one you used to create the assassination plan, it is thanks to you that the plundering of Sae's pirate ship always goes well, since you organize them down to the smallest details. You hate to admit it, but it's also thanks to him that you are what you've become, one of the few feared women across the seven seas, if not the most feared, even by men

"Let me go-" you say making space between his hand and your mouth, and he lets out a small sigh before forcing you to sit on his bed, on the soft pillows that you previously tried to pierce.

He holds your hands firmly in his, refusing to let go as he bends down on one knee, his face practically on your lap. Little shivers run down your spine, but you don't know if they are pleasure or fear of the consequences, maybe both. His pale, perfect face shines in the little light that comes in from the window, filtering the clear color of the midnight moon. Long underlashes frame his eyes, making them look like the precious stones you often steal from enemy ships

For a feared pirate, one of the feared Itoshi brothers who family ruled the seas for generations, he seems to have the face of an ordinary citizen of the mainland, those who have never seen the cruelty of the sea and its laws. It seems as if he did not take anyone's life through the hands that now hold you tightly, as has already happened on other occasions

"How can I justify my best pirate if she tried to kill me?" he asks, his voice almost flattering. Betrayals like that, especially towards the captain, are often punished by being eaten alive by sharks or abandoned on a small island in the middle of nowhere.If you add the fact that you are a woman and he is an Itoshi, the punishment becomes even worse, you don't even want to imagine what kind

"I had to do it. I don't care about the consequences" you say in a proud tone, the same one your older brother would have used. Sae seems to think about your words for a bit, while his hands don't stop squeezing yours. He watches you, studies you, the same as he has been doing since he found you on the mainland a year ago. You have never gone unnoticed by his eyes, nor by his body, and not even to his memories

"What strong words. I love seeing women who know how to answer men, unfortunately I've never seen one do it... you're the first. But from the sister of... you know who, I wouldn't have expected less" he says, and the blood freezes in your veins as you raise your gaze, until that moment kept low. Sae watches you calmly, as if he hadn't just said what you've always wondered

Did he know who you were? Did he know you were the sole survivor of the raid his family had undertaken when you were both teenagers? Did he know you were the sister of the first person he had killed? Did he know something?

Evidently, he knew it. Maybe always, maybe not long ago. But he knew it, he knew well

"My little pearl. My lucky pearl, the same one that hates me but does nothing but end up in my bed when she's alone" he says, shoving the truth at you in a merciful way, reducing you to something other than what you really were: a lonely woman, smart, but lonely, who had found comfort in the last person she should have looked for it in, her brother's murderer. Too many times you had ended up in his arms for a simple hug, too many times you had closed your eyes and waited for his lips on yours. Too many times you had changed your plan just for his love

"So you knew" you say, shocked, unable to do anything but stare at him steadily, as there is no point in continuing this farce "So, what will you do? What will you do to your little pearl that you say is your lucky charm?" you ask almost in a challenging tone. He lets go of your hands as he slowly lays you down on his bed, your back gently resting on his pillows as he looks down on you, towering you over as his hands hold him up on either side of your shoulders. His reddish hair falls down, revealing the small scars on his face, scars you know by heart. You look at each other, the eyes of one refusing to detach from those of the other. Your heart beats fast, even though you've had the pleasure of seeing him in this pose several times already, pose that makes him, unfortunately for you, very gorgeous

"Betrayal pays off. Your punishment will be to stay by my side until the end of our days. As my bride"

ITOSHI SAE X FEM! READER

<BONUS CHAPTER>

POV : Sae

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ITOSHI SAE X FEM! READER

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do you like morally grey characters? too bad; this man is irredeemable. meet med school student!character who is the med school's (and maybe the whole campus's) "golden boy"; he's bright and charming and handsome. he volunteers every weekend. he's effortlessly top of the class. he's going to become a doctor! you'll always catch him with a smile on his face, and a benevolent, helping hand, even for people who don't ask for it. everyone loves him, from students to staff. everyone wants to be on his good side; he comes from one of the most influential, wealthy families in the country. he's perfect. everyone thinks so.

except for you. as a journalism major, you need to be able to sniff out a story, and when you overhear a student acting evasive but telling someone on the phone that "after tonight, [he's] going to be set for life", naturally your curiosity is peaked. you start to follow this student, trying to see what he's getting at, but when you lose sight of him for a few minutes, you're trying to rush to see where he went. outside one of the older lab buildings on campus, you catch a glimpse of a tall figure leaving out the back door. you're inclined to follow him, assuming it might be the same student, but when the figure turns his head before quickly slipping away, you pause. it's just character.

you hear the screams first before you can venture any closer to the building. well, you've found the student you were tailing: dead, with his head cracked open against the pavement.

or, to wrap things up: your conscience won't let this slide, so you report him to the detective on the case, not knowing that this one action would trigger the start of the most intense game of cat and mouse. for someone cold and unfeeling, who merely tolerates everyone and holds no special regard for other humans, the only thing keeping him from killing you is that you're the first person to ever hold his interest. but with his dark obsessive nature and untouchable status, this still isn't necessarily good news for you...

i want to clean his room and fold his laundry and microwave his leftovers and cut his sandwiches into triangles and brush his hair and make his bed and sweep his floors and wipe his counters and make smoothies for him and buy vitamin gummies for him and chop fruit into small pieces for him and

unlike most of the loud-mouthed, irritating people sae itoshi finds himself constantly surrounded by, he’s long since learned that you are not the type to openly express what you’re thinking about unless explicitly asked. 

so, for you, he finds himself asking into the quiet, sleepy darkness of your bedroom, “what are you thinking about?” 

“that starting tomorrow, i’m going to forget all about you.” you hum, propping yourself up by pressing your palm against the muscular plane of his chest. one of the straps of your silky camisole slips off your shoulder; it shouldn’t be as tantalizing to him as it is, but he thinks everything about you, everything you do, is designed to specifically tempt him. 

he focuses on the tiny strip of fabric, on the smooth expanse of your skin, before his eyes flit back up to your face; he meets your gaze, cocks an eyebrow. “oh?”

truth be told, sae’s not a witty person. everyone lets him get the final word in because he’s got this cold aura and seemingly disinterested expression that screams “i don’t give a fuck,” but he does care. to a certain extent. he doesn’t care about the arguments he has with people; he just cares about winning. when he calls you, and you pick up, even if it’s on the second to last ring before he gets sent straight to voicemail, he considers that a win. when you open the door for him before he can even knock, he considers that a win. 

when you admit that you’re thinking about him, even if it’s to say it’s because you plan on erasing him from your memory, he considers that a win.