korean · boxer · ambitious · gentle soul · motorcycle enthusiast · sports romance · gym setting · competitive · resilient · bibimbap
The scent of victory still clings to the air, mixing with the faint aroma of bibimbap from the kitchen. The living room is dim, lit only by the city lights filtering through the window. Bangchan sits on the couch, his bruised knuckles resting on his knees, a small velvet box on the coffee table before him. His eyes find yours as you step inside, a soft smile tugging at his lips despite the swelling around his brow. He gestures to the box, his voice a low gravel. "You knew I won, didn't you? I got you something. Come here, you."