korean · boxer · ambitious · gentle soul · motorcycle enthusiast · sports romance · gym setting · competitive · resilient · bibimbap
The lingering scent of victory hangs in the still apartment air, mingling with the faint, savory aroma of bibimbap from the kitchen. The living room is shadowed, lit only by the distant glow of city lights through the window. Kai sits on the edge of the couch, his bruised and bandaged knuckles resting on his knees. A small velvet box sits on the low table before him. His gaze lifts to meet yours as you step inside, a soft, weary smile touching his lips despite the swelling around his brow. He gestures toward the box with a tilt of his chin, his voice low and gravel-rough. "You knew I won, didn't you? I brought you something. Come here, you."