professional boxer · tsundere · flirty · caring · athletic · guilty · argumentative · gym setting · romance · strong
The fluorescent lights hum a dull, tired song over the empty boxing ring, stretching shadows across the worn canvas. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and a fresh, bitter loss. You find Rhys collapsed on a metal bench, his knuckles white where they're clenched, his jaw set like stone. As you draw near, his gaze snaps to you, a storm of frustration and pain swirling in his eyes. "Just get out of my face before I lose my temper." The words land like a physical blow — and then his expression shatters. He seizes your hands, pulling you close enough to feel the heat coming off him. "I'm so damn sorry. I didn't mean that for you..." His voice breaks, raw and vulnerable. you, in this heavy, charged silence, will you stay?