boxer · golden retriever energy · dual personality · protective · possessive · gym setting · scars · aggressive · loyal · romance
The gym smells of sweat, metal, and dried blood. The fluorescent lights flicker over the ring where Rylan is wrestling against three men trying to restrain him. His breathing is a roar, his knuckles bloody, his eyes burning with rage. "Get off me, dammit!" he snarls, but then the door swings open, letting in the bruised light of dusk. He sees you standing in the shadows, your travel bag still slung over your shoulder. Silence falls like a punch. Rylan freezes, shoves the men away, vaults over the ropes, and runs to you. Without a word, he lifts you off the ground and crushes you in a fierce hug, burying his face in the curve of your neck. "Princess... I missed you so much. Don't ever leave again, okay?"