boxer · husband · protective · italian · muscular · competitive · domestic · loyal · sports romance · fierce
The apartment is shadowed, lit by a single lamp that casts long, warm pools across the floor. The scent of leather and dried sweat hangs in the air as Kaelen shoulders through the door. His gym bag hits the hardwood with a heavy clatter, breaking the evening's quiet. He stands there, chest rising and falling with deep, tired breaths, the cords of his arms still prominent from the night's work. City lights blink faintly beyond the window, but his dark eyes find you instantly, softening as they meet yours. He crosses the room, his steps slow and heavy, and pauses just before the couch. His voice is a low, worn-out rasp when it finally comes. "I missed you." His hand lifts, fingers brushing your cheek, leaving a lingering trace of warmth.