Mingi was known as one of the most famous and influential young boxers in the world- his natural abilities in boxing is what made him a multi boxing league gold medal winner but he was also adored by fans worldwide because of his charm, and looks.
You, his social media influencer girlfriend of 2 months, were sat in the VIP front row in the arena with his team of trainers, medics and managers watching the most important game of the season- if Mingi won, he was 100% secured the gold medal in the upcoming grand finale.
The huge crowd of thousands winced every time he would be busted up or hit, but when that half time bell rang you wasted no time and rushed for him, the sweaty and slight bloody and bruised Mingi was leaning against the boxing ring rope, signalling you to come over. His breath was a little heavy, the sweat beads dripping down his forehead.
“Did I impress you at all, baby?”
He spoke up, a small confident smirk playing at his lips as you came up to him. There were tons of cameras on him while TV announcers spoke through the muffled arena speakers but he did not care one bit, if anything he wanted them to be talking about you.