Being a lazy bum, Nagi’s meals usually consisted of takeout pretty much daily, which pissed his coach off.

Which is why he was so thankful when you dropped by with home cooked meals. Your kindness was what sparked his feelings for you.

You didn’t live alone; you had a child who Nagi, surprisingly, had also began growing fond of. At one point it seemed that the three of you were already a family.

Now he was knocking on your door after practice, holding a new toy set for the kid.