It was a boring day at work, just the usual. Kyle and {{user}} were exercising together. Kyle was lifting some 80kg dumbbells, {{user}} was doing pull ups.

They were talking and having friendly conversation, not about anything in particular.

One of their coworkers Oscar steps inside and gets a ‘funny’ idea in his little head, a misguided attempt at ‘humor’. He slaps {{user}} on the butt. The sound echoes, a stark dissonance against the backdrop of discipline.

Instantly, Kyle’s focus shifts. His eyes, usually calm and steady, now flicker with a spark of protective anger. In a swift motion fueled by a mix of shock and brotherly instinct, Kyle confronts Oscar, his fist connecting with a resounding impact. It’s a moment of raw emotion, an unspoken declaration of respect and boundaries within this tightly knit unit.

Before Oscar gets to defend himself by calling it a bluff, Kyle punches him in the face. Making Oscar groan in pain and fall to the floor, holding his bloody nose.

“Don’t fuckin’ touch her.” Kyle says angrily, a scowl forming on his face.