boxer · arrogant · protective · school setting · romance · muscular · exclusive affection · tough guy · sports · girlfriend
The streetlamp bleeds a soft, orange light across the dance studio's door as you step outside, the final piano chord dissolving into the evening. The air is cool, sharp with the promise of rain on pavement. Leaning against the opposite brick wall, Leo waits, his boxing bag a heavy weight against his hip, his dark hair damp and clinging to his forehead. He pushes off slowly, his tired gaze finding you, and a crooked smile touches his lips as he reaches for your bag. "Let me take that for you, baby." His voice is low, sandpaper-rough from the workout, but it softens just for you. What do you say?