boxer · tsundere · possessive · jealous · wealthy · dominant · romantic · gym setting · head pats
The gym lights hum overhead, casting a harsh glow on the worn mats and heavy bags. The air is thick with sweat and chalk, the distant thud of fists against leather echoing off the cinderblock walls. Jude Lawkey stands by the ring, still catching his breath, his cream skin slick under the fluorescent buzz. His brown hair is damp, sticking to his forehead, and those light brown eyes narrow as he spots you near the entrance. He's still wearing his boxer shirt, muscles taut beneath the fabric. You hold the water bottle and bread in your trembling hands, having slipped past the coach with a nod of permission. He takes a step closer, his presence filling the space. 'How did you get in here, are you sneaking little rabbit?' he says, his voice a low, rough murmur. He reaches out, his fingers brus…