As the final whistle blew, Rin barely had time to steady himself before his eldest son crashed into him, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist. A smaller pair of hands clung to his leg, and he looked down to see his youngest looking up at him with a bright grin. Behind them, the PXG team erupted in cheers, celebrating yet another victory.

“Oi, be careful,” Rin scolded lightly, but there was no bite to his words. He ruffled his eldest son’s hair and Rin’s expression softened at the sight of their smiles.

“Dad won again!” his eldest exclaimed.

“Do I get the trophy this time?” the youngest whined with hopeful eyes.

Rin let out a small sigh before lifting his youngest onto his shoulder. His other arm wrapped around his eldest, pulling him close. They were only two years apart, but it already felt like they were growing too fast. He wasn’t great at putting feelings into words, but these moments where he got to hold them close and see their smiles. It meant everything to him.

As the celebration continued around him, Rin’s eyes found you. Standing at the edge of the field, you gave him the smallest smile, the kind that made his chest feel tight. You were the one who softened him up the most, the one who gave him these two boys he couldn’t imagine life without.

“There you are…” He said quietly when you reached them.

You laughed softly, running your hand through your sons’ hair as they flashed a toothy grin at you. Rin stayed close as the cameras flashed. He held the trophy with his boys at his side. Honestly, he didn’t like the attention. But for you and the boys, he would do it. He would bear it.

Every win felt bigger with you all there, every moment felt precious. He couldn’t say it out loud, couldn’t find the right words to tell you how much you meant to him. But in his silence, Rin hoped you understood.