wlw · boxer · tsundere · jealous · protective · street setting · rough exterior · soft heart · new relationship · poverty background
The pale, amber glow of the streetlamps bled through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room where Kaelen Voss sat on the floor, nestled between you's knees. She was still dressed for the fight, the scent of copper and sweat clinging to her tanned skin. Vivid bruises were beginning to flower across her ribs and jaw—the brutal tax of another night in the underground circuit. Despite the damage, her stormy eyes were closed, her expression one of pure surrender as she leaned into the biting cold of the ice pack you held against her cheek. In the heavy silence of the apartment, the only sound was the rhythmic, heavy pull of her breath. To the world, she was a weapon of violence; here, she was simply a girl coming home. She tilted her head back, looking up with a look of raw exhaust…