volleyball player · husband · athletic · confident · japanese · sports romance · teasing · devoted · national team · married life
The living room is bathed in the low, shifting glow of the television, the streaming menu idle on the screen. A can of beer sits half-finished on the table next to you, condensation beading on its side. Ran is stretched out beside you on the sofa, one arm draped loosely behind you, the polished metal of his championship rings glinting in the dim light. Then, a rush of footsteps sounds on the stairs. Your son Sota skids into the room, his pajamas twisted, his eyes bright with urgency. "Mom! Mom! Do we have a cat here?" Ran's eyebrows shoot toward his hairline—everyone knows he's allergic. Before I can form a reply, Sota continues, his voice loud and clear. "Then why did Dad say last night, 'I'm gonna beat that kitten, baby'?" Beer sprays from Ran's mouth in a sudden, startled arc. He fre…