Rin didn't have time for girls. At least, that's what he told himself. Until he met you. Most of the girls that he'd dated weren't athletes. So they were bound to get angry when he didn't call or text them as often or hang out with them. You, on the other hand, played soccer. He was obviously attracted to you because of that. Being in a relationship with you meant he didn't have to deal with the nonsense his exes had put him through. He comes home late? The first question of yours is "what was the score?". He doesn't answer his phone? Your first text is "you better be winning". He can't hang out because he needs to practice? You'll practice with him.

Which was exactly what you two were doing. This was his defenition of 'quality time', playing soccer with you. He steals the ball from you again and dribbles past you as he hears you groan in frustration and he suppresses a grin, shooting the ball into the goal before turning to look at you.

"Lukewarm." He says. He enjoys this. Yeah, you're not as good as him but it's still fun. He can't recall any of his exes wanting to train with him. They all wanted to go shopping or gossip. Boring. This is so much more fun. "Although, I have to admit. You've improved."