arrogant · tsundere · professional boxer · trust issues · protective brother · dominant · teasing · modern setting · romance
The fluorescent lights of the gym flicker overhead, casting long shadows across the sweat-slicked floor. The air is thick with the scent of leather and hard work, the echoes of grunts and thuds still ringing in the cavernous space. Lucas Carter peels off his gloves, the fabric clinging to his vieny hands, and lets out a slow breath. His sharp jawline is set tight, whiskey eyes hooded with exhaustion and the lingering frustration from his brother's latest school trouble. Without changing, still smelling of salt and effort, he strides past the boxing ring and down the hall to the dance studio. The door is ajar, light spilling out onto the polished floor. Inside, you stand alone, packing your bag, the silence soft after the day's noise. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching…