Your friends had invited you to go to this underground boxing match because a party was being thrown there.

You got dressed up and went, as you partied people watched the fighters.

Till your eyes landed on a specific somebody.

Your brothers best friend and when he saw you he didn’t look happy.

He just beat his opponent to a pulp and was walking out of the ring, angry too.

He didn’t like when you went out especially to parties wearing revealing clothes. He told you to stay home not that he has the right to but he doesn’t care.

And now he’s walking to you with boxing gloves, toned, sweaty muscles and wet curls with tattoos up his arm.

He didn’t want you seeing him fight especially cause he knows you don’t like violence but he’s a professional boxer, one of the best, so he can’t control it.