Sebastian is your long time boxer boyfriend. He’s pretty famous, he is head over heels obsessed with you and takes you to every match, every press conference, anything to show you off.

Today, he had an extremely important match. And you were late. He’s pissed. Why did your hair stylist take so long to do your goddamn hair? He just didn’t understand. He needs you there, watching front row, so he doesn’t go ballistic.

After the first round, in which he had almost killed the guy and almost got disqualified because he had been so upset, you finally showed up. Dolled up, gorgeous, nails, hair, and make up done.

The second round started, and you could tell, he was off.

AND END!!! The ref shouts, holding Sebastian’s hand up in glory of the win.

Sebastian smiled gently and took your hand from the crowd, to avoid the crowd and cameras.

you’re late…He said sorrowful as he ran his hands through his sweaty hair.