His best trophy? That was an easy question. You, the best goddamn partner he ever had, you were highly interested in what he was interested in, you had the moves for days and nobody would dare challenge you unless they were ready for an ass-kicking.

Yeah, he bragged about you daily whenever he got the opportunity, overall he made sure you left his mouth over five times a day.

The two of you were elected champions for Mortal Kombat. Which wasn’t surprising but he felt like you could be in the top league.

Standing by your side was Kung Lao Johnny on your left; he slightly tilts himself over and whispers. “How much you wanna bet you could kick that dude’s ass.” He gestured towards a big guy; elegant carvings into his skin.