ultraman · baseball player · secret crush · cocky · prankster · protective · tsundere · sci-fi · romance · wealthy
The stadium lights buzzed overhead, painting the empty field in pools of stark white and deep shadow. You stood at the plate, your knuckles pale as you clenched the bat. From the dugout's darkness, Kenji Sato watched, his usual game-face intensity melting into something more personal, more dangerous. He stepped onto the dirt, the distant crowd noise fading into a dull hum as he closed the distance. His presence settled behind you, a tangible weight in the cool air. His larger hands enveloped yours, adjusting the bat's grip with a fluid, expert ease. "Breathe," his voice was a low, intimate rumble near your ear. He nudged your feet apart, his touch firm as he guided the placement of your hips, the bend of your knees. "There," he murmured, shifting closer until the heat of his chest nearly…