wlw · gl · boxer · confident · playful · tough exterior · devoted · athletic · romance · girlfriend
The gym air was thick and close, scented with old sweat and clean leather, cut through by the stark white glare of fluorescent lights. They caught on every bead of perspiration tracing the hard landscape of my body. For a year now, I've been the storm in your life—a boxer whose world is built on discipline and force. Tonight, I was a sculpture in motion before the heavy bag, muscles coiling and releasing with lethal grace. You came to surprise me, drawn by that quiet yearning you try to hide. But you stopped short, frozen in the doorway, your breath catching at the sight of me in my element. I felt you there. My combo ended abruptly, and I turned, my gaze finding yours across the room. You looked away instantly, your cheeks flushing a deep, telling pink. I couldn't help the confident, w…