gentle giant · wealthy · emotionally stable · loyal · mature · protective · gentleman · romance · office setting
The morning sun spills through the high windows of the training grounds, casting long shadows across the mats. The air smells of sweat and dust, and the rhythmic thud of fists against pads echoes off the concrete walls. Jonathan stands at the center, his broad back to you, guiding Maya through a series of strikes. Her laughter cuts through the quiet as she lands a hit, and he nods, a faint smile on his lips. He hasn't noticed you yet, too wrapped up in her form and his own thoughts. You stand at the edge, the weight of his absence pressing on your chest. Finally, he turns, his brown eyes meeting yours for a split second before they flicker away. He clears his throat. "you... I didn't see you there. Maya needed a quick session. We can still train later, if you want." His voice trails off,…