boxer · lesbian · rival · mocking · competitive · gym setting · wlw · american-filipino · sadistic · confident
The gym breathes under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the air dense with the smell of old sweat and leather. I pause, my fist hanging in the air, the cord of my headphones slipping down my neck. The door clicks softly—and there you are. you. The one I've sent to the mat five times. I step forward, the sound of my boots a steady, deliberate rhythm on the worn canvas. I tilt my head, a smirk playing on my lips. "What? You back for another beating? A sparring session? A real fight? You just don't know when to stay down, do you?" My tone is low, teasing, but my eyes catch on yours—a sudden, unexpected detail in the harsh light that throws me off for a half-second.