NIKE -Blue Lock-

Enchantress

Third pov
Sport Palace

"That want well..."

"Of course, it was my idea."

Sae rolled his eyes at the girl's reply, bringing his fake-blood-stained hands under the stream of water.

The two had locked themselves in the bathroom of the fourth floor after their dramatic entrance, asking the staff to take them to an off-duty room in order to have some privacy.

How could them refuse in front of two young prodigies?

"Don't you think you scared them off?" he asked, shifting his gaze to the girl, who was dabbing her wet hair with a dry towel.

"Good, being feared is hot."

The sarcastic reply once again made an even more impassive expression appear on the boy's already impassive face.

Sae stopped moving his hands under the water jet, pausing to stare at the distracted but untranslatable profile of the redhead. He said nothing for long, letting the sound of the incessant falling water fill the silence.

"The person who did that...they're here?" he asked confirmation to his doubt, however, provoking no reaction that would answer the question sooner than it should.

Nicole lowered the towel once she was sure she had wiped away the crimson liquid, turning her face toward the boy and lowering her gaze to his still red lips.

"You're so strict about taking care of your face and yet you can't see that your lips are still dirty." the girl stated in a suave, melodic tone, approaching him and extending a handkerchief toward his mouth.

His gentle grip on her wrist stopped her from touching his face, and a hand on her hip brought her body closer to his, bringing their pelvis into contact.

Their eyes collided.
It was hard to believe that now those two colors blended so perfectly when the first time they had seen each other ones had tried to prevail over the other.

"They are not dirty." whispered the boy hoarsely, sliding his fingertips from her wrist to her hand, intersecting their fingers in a grasp of understanding.

The girl smiled mischievously, lowering her gaze to the mouth she had previously savored and admiring how the dark, vivid color contrasted with the cadaverous skin.

He had seen them, and he chose to not clean them.

He didn't want to clean the evidence that her lips had been on his.

"Yeah... my color definitely looks good on you." the girl said mischievously, as the boy lowered his eyes to her instead clean lips.

His expression revealed no thought as he brought his face closer to hers, tightening his grip on her side even more and feeling their bodies pressed against each other.

Their mouths touched, sinking against each other in a gentle, loveless kiss. Nicole closed her eyelids, bringing her free hand to his necklace and pulling it, almost as if ordering him to get even closer.

The kiss intensified, their lips parted, and their tongues touched in an erotic and exciting dance. His imperceptibly sweet and fresh taste crept into her mouth, blending perfectly with her fruity and intense flavor.