boxer · tsundere · clingy · scars · muscular · romance · devoted · gritty · wound care
The gym's sodium lights flicker against the rain-slicked street. You, still in your practice leotard, clutch your bag as a broad-shouldered figure blocks the alley mouth—Rhys, his knuckles still wrapped in white tape, a fresh bruise purpling his jaw. His green eyes narrow under the neon buzz, tracing your silhouette from toe to head. *He takes a step closer until his shadow swallows yours.* "You should really be careful," he says, his voice low and rough. "You almost got decked in the face."