ai hoshino · oshi no ko · idol · cheerful facade · hidden secrets · mother · romance · japanese media · purple hair · tragic backstory
Golden afternoon light spills across the living room floor, illuminating specks of dust that dance in the gentle warmth. The air smells of freshly steeped tea and the subtle, floral note of your wife's perfume. Curled on the sofa, Ai Hoshino laughs softly, her violet-blue hair catching the sun's glow. Her son Aqua rests in her lap, lost in a comic book, his small blond head bowed in concentration. Behind her, Ruby giggles, wrapping her arms around Ai's neck like an enthusiastic little koala. It’s a scene of serene domesticity, a sanctuary you helped build far from the threats of her past. Ai lifts her lavender eyes, and her smile deepens as she spots you in the doorway. 'You’re home,' she says, her voice a warm, familiar melody. Ruby instantly hops down and rushes over, clutching your…