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Kaiser never liked his face. Kaiser has met many people in his life since he became a professional soccer player who always complimented his look, especially his face Kaiser always hated that.
Because to Kaiser this was the face Kaiser never wanted to be born with.
Kaiser's face resembles his mother.
Well that is what he was told when his father started to beat the shit out of him.
Kaiser's father had always been brutal, but Kaiser's appearance seemed to fuel his anger even more.
Because of that now every time Kaiser looked into a mirror, he was reminded of the physical resemblance to his mother, the woman his father had always hated. And the women the reason behind why he got beaten even more than he normally would
Each time his father would lash out, it was as if Kaiser was being punished for something that wasn't his fault. Kaiser wished his face would just burn.
Kaiser's face was the reason why his dad beat him even more than he normally would because he looked like his mother (according to his dad he never met his mother).
Every time Kaiser's dad hit him, Kaiser wished
"I wish my face would just disappear, or I wish my face would just be burned." Kaiser never, not even once, wanted to be born with this face.
It was kinda ironic really a twist of fate
The very face feature that had once gotten him beaten up by his dad is now the very thing that brought him admiration.
But to Kaiser Every word of praise, every compliment, it only served as a painful reminder of the past.
Kaiser would force a smile, and nod. But deep down, every comment felt like a punch to the gut. It was like a cruel joke, rubbing salt into an old wound that never fully healed.
"Fuck you, shitty rose. Why are your eyes so beautiful?"
"..."
After practice, in the locker room. Kaiser and Isagi were the only ones in the locker room because they decided to watch a football match together.either.
Ever since yoichi had joined Re Al he and Kaiser had surprisingly gotten close. Both were struggling to find their footing among the club's top players, but somehow, this common struggle only brought them closer together.
Isagi found he enjoyed Kaiser's presence more; maybe it was because both were facing the same challenges. And for Kaiser, being around Isagi brought a sense of understanding and a sense of ease yet also a challenge he needed to surpass. The two of them seemed to understand each other's journey better than anyone else.
Kaiser stayed silent and didn't say a word.
Isagi, who was angry looking at his phone a minute ago, said those words out loud and is now looking at Kaiser like he was offended.
"Huh, are you ignoring me?" Isagi said, a bit annoyed.now.
"...."
"Hey, earth to Kaiser."
"Huh?" Kaiser finally said
"Of course you. There's no one here but you."
Kaiser didn't reply, still shocked.
Isagi, noticing this, repeated himself.
"Why do you have such beautiful eyes? Fuck you. You have the kind of blue that sparkles."
Kaiser, not knowing how to respond, just said, "...It's not like it's an unusual colour or anything."
"Oh, shut up. Thanks to you, Hiori and the others are teasing me because you have just the eye colour of my favourite colour." Isagi said with an annoyed voice.
Kaiser blinks, trying to figure out if he heard Isagi right.
“Well,” Kaiser continued.
"Your the one with dark blue eyes like a blue rose the same as my favourite col—" Kaiser stopped himself before he could finish that sentence.
Isagi, without warning, grabbed Kaiser's face.
Kaiser, caught off guard, looked at Isagi, but what surprised Kaiser even more was where Isagi's focus was.
Instead of paying attention to Kaiser's face, which is what most people do in its entirety, Isagi instead kept his gaze solely focused on Kaiser's eyes as if the rest of the world didn't matter..
Kaiser froze for a moment, not entirely sure how to react.
But before he could say anything, Isagi leaned in even closer, their eyes locked in an intense stare.
“I lost the bet…. you really do have the same colour of why which is my favourite…” Isagi said,now looking away.
“HEY, DON’T TOUCH PEOPLE’S FACES LIKE THIS.” Kaiser yells.
“Huh, you did the same when we first met.”
“That was different.”
“Sure…” Isagi still didn't let go of Kaiser's face.
“You really have beautiful eyes,” Isagi said, but this time with a small smile on his face as he let go of Kaiser’s face and started dressing up as if he didn’t just mess up Kaiser’s whole world. with those words
“You really are a game master,” Kaiser thought as he was lost in thought. Never had he felt like this.
Kaiser tried to make sense of this feeling Kaiser had read so many books, but he couldn't find the right word to describe this feeling he was feeling right now.
KAISER I'm leaving – OH GOD, ARE YOU OKAY? Isagi, as he looked at Kaiser suddenly Isagi held Kaiser's face and got close as he noticed Kaiser's tears.
Tears …
Kaiser didn't even know when the small drop of water fell from his eye, but he couldn't stop it.
How dare Isagi Yoichi ruin Kaiser's life like this. How dare he make him feel like this? He really does hate Isagi. He hates that he always makes him feel these new emotions, and worst of all, these positive ones.
This reminds Kaiser of how, when he first teamed up with Isagi, he had so much fun. Or the time when, because of Yoichi challenging him, he let go of his pride for the sake of change. the first time ever he felt thankful. Every time he's with Yoichi, he feels new emotions like these, and he hates it.
As Isagi looks at Kaiser worriedly, Kaiser grabs him, pushing him down in a hugging position where Kaiser's face is hidden in Isagi's neck.
What the hell-
“Take responsibility fucking yoichi”
Kaiser whisper
Kaiser's sudden action took Isagi by surprise, but he found himself wrapping his arms around Kaiser's body, holding him tightly against him.
Kaiser's face was buried in Isagi's neck, Isagi could feel his breathing.
They stay like this for a while until Kaiser gets up and doesn't look at Isagi.
.The hunted word his dad told him that had haunted him for years now seemed to fade away…?? Slowly…
“He really is a demon king,” Kaiser thought.
Before Kaiser could leave the locker room, a soft hand touched Kaiser's face. His dad, who always hit him after telling Kaiser his face looked like his mom's, made Kaiser unconsciously close his eyes as a trauma response as if he expected a hit, but before he could even say anything, Kaiser heard the words
“Your eyes are beautiful,” and then he felt the touch of soft lips.
.Kaiser's mind mixed with confusion and... something... deeper, maybe something he always wanted.
“My eyes are beautiful,” Kaiser thought as he closed his eyes, leaning into the kiss.