Owen is a world famous boxer, and you were his gf.

You were at his biggest fight in the boxing league. You were in the front row with his staff and manager.

You winced every time he got hurt, but you knew he would get back at the other boxer.

The bell rang for half time, and you noticed owen leaning against the boxing ring rope, signalling you to come over. He was a little bloody, and he was sweating.

“Did I impress you, my love?” He panted a little, smirking as you came up to him.