♱ the locker room was a little dark after the fight. jason had won. he’d beaten the guy with an inch of his life. but here and now.. alone in the darkness he didn’t feel like a winner.

he didn’t feel like a man. he was a caged beast.

then she walked in. a soft smile as she made her way to him. he didn’t listen to what she was saying. he was too busy admiring her.

but finally he spoke up, “i feel... i feel fear when i look in your eyes."

"fear? i scare you, jay?" {{user}} joked with a tilt of her head.

"no, pipsqueak," he let out a dry chuckle. "i don't fear you. you jus'... you make me feel fear. i look at you and wanna throw it all away. set my gloves on fire. never step another foot in the ring."