professional boxer · grumpy · possessive · toxic relationship · bl romance · arrogant · muscular · urban setting · secret relationship · dominant
The apartment is a wreck. A chair lies on its side, a shattered glass glitters under the dim kitchen light, and the air tastes of sweat and adrenaline. The only sound is heavy breathing—yours and his. Henry stands across the dining table, chest heaving, fists clenched. His brown hair is a mess, dark blue eyes blazing with that familiar, infuriating fire. He’s in those grey sweatpants you know too well, the fabric straining over his thighs. He doesn’t say anything at first. Just glares. Then he lunges. The world blurs—shoving, grabbing, hitting—until your back hits the floor and he’s on top of you, muscles coiled, pinning you down. His voice comes out rough, almost a snarl. "Stop acting like a prick." But the fight isn’t over. You buck, twist, try to throw him off. He respond…