Fight For You | Shawn Mendes | Fighter AU | Part 1
Summary: Your whole adult life you’ve dated mixed martial arts fighters, it comes naturally with working and living in and around the fighting circuits. After a fallout with your now ex-boyfriend you find a new place to start a new life where you find someone who is willing to fight for you as much as you are for him. Will you be able to build something beautiful or will your past come back to haunt you? [fighting] [asshole ex]
Word Count: 13k
Authors Note: I started this fic nearly a year ago and I never thought I’d post it until it was finished but I think I’m finally at a point where I want to share it with you all. So after me talking about it for literally forever, here it is and I hope you all enjoy. Shout out to @elvisp521 (formerly shawnm521) because without her this wouldn’t be half a great as it is. None of my works should be posted anywhere outside of my linked accounts. I do not give permission to repost with or without credit to my accounts. Please notify me of any reposted fics on any platform.
|Masterlist In Bio|
Moving to a new town in a new state is a fresh start for you. After a rough year dealing with an asshole boyfriend, leaving said boyfriend and losing your job, you have to find a new place in life. The world is a clean slate for you and Red Lake is where you’re ready to put down some roots and start over. Your best friend Jodi and her wife live there and they’re the closest thing to a real family you have left so choosing Red Lake was a no brainer.
“So, how’s the apartment?” Jodi asks as she unlocks the back door of the gym where she works. Her wife Harlow is the owner and a former female MMA fighter. “It’s not too shitty I hope.”
“Oh I didn’t get the apartment. I got the house on Garden Plaza. The one Harlow said her friend was renting out.”
“Oh yeah! Fuck, I totally forgot.” Jodi holds the door open for you and you wander into the back storage room. It’s full of old mats and various pieces of equipment in need of repair. “When does the truck arrive with your stuff?”
“This week. The drivers said tomorrow but I’m not counting on it.”
Jodi pushes open the door to the main hallway to the gym floor and nearly smacks into someone. “Holy shit!” She leans on the door and you step forward to see who she hit or just got scared by.
“Are you okay?” A voice says from beyond the door and a head pops out. “Sorry Jodi.”
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