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This is for you fanfic boxer AU writers out there.
I'm a boxer and sometimes you guys get close with things, but you're never quite there.
1. After a match, weather the fighter wins or loses, they will be tired. They will be very tired and they will be in pain and the next day? Don't even get me started on how sore they're gonna be.
2. Boxing takes A LOT of training. When I'm not training for a fight I spend about 7 or 8 hours a week training, but when I am training? It's closer to 3 hours a day, 3ร7 is 21, so give or take 21 hours training for a fight.
3. Unless they are a professional, which isn't all glamor and riches like you see on Floyd Maywhethers instagram, they have to wear trunks and a tank top in the ring. And headgear.
4. When you're in a match, you can hear people yelling for you. But you don't see them. All of your attention is on your opponent and there is no time to sneak a smirk and your lover.
5. Boxers have cut men. Those fics you read about after the fight, their wrists are cut up and bruised? That DOESN'T happen. Fists are wrapped with gauze, and then with tape. What you can get though, what many boxers get, are broken thumbs or the boxers fracture. Write about that.
6. This is a lil something for all of you whumpy writers, something I would expect to see more of: Weight Cut. The boxer is tired and weak from lack of nutrition, the training camp took it's toll on the boxers body. But the weight cut? (Brief breakdown of water weight cut: fighter sits in hot bath water or sauna and sweats a lot. if you want to see how bad it can get, look up cyborgs weight cut on youtube.) The boxer is weak at the knees, their lips are dry and cracked, they can barely stand upright to get on the scale.
I'm just doing my part here. Thank you for your time.
Summary:ย Luke never wants to admit that heโs still boxing behind Y/Nโ s back and once she figures out she leaves without a word. Little didnโt she know that Lukeโs enemy has been waiting out in the woods for him to meet someone else instead.ย
Gum smells filled his nose once his fingers came up to touch his bloody nose. He didnโt notice it until he walked past a window in the rain with a lamp post mirroring his reflections.
The hoodie was covered way over his head and with the fearless attitude, he still kept his head high. But there was no doubt he wouldnโt hesitate to not look over his shoulder even if it was just for a split second.
Luke spit down on the ground and removed his eyes from the young blood running down the small sticks of stubble above his bottom lip.
Any would have called it bad conscience but Luke didnโt. He didnโt want to carry the weight on his shoulders and instead crossed the feeling with anger instead.
He wasnโt supposed to be out tonight, everybody was aware.
No matter how many times he tried to hold back, it was the fights that carried him back to the small basement right below the bar that he usually visited during frustrations.
Tonight was not any different. Stubborn as he was he didnโt want to walk anywhere. Whether it was the guilt or not forcing him out he was clueless but one thing was for sure.
He couldnโt sleep next to Y/N knowing that he couldnโt hold her beside him.
He didnโt know what caused him most pain, the troubles and fights he had with her or when he was in the small arena pushing the life out of somebody else.
Nobody wanted to admit that they enjoyed the pain they caused on another player.
With a glare towards a black BMW driving past him like it wasnโt odd in the middle of 2 A.M, he crossed the road past the slippy puddles with small light reflections from the posts and ran the shortcut through the trees.
He could see the apartment from there and to his luck, the lights were off just like they had been when he arrived back.
He could easily remember the times when he saw the lights on, how it almost made his heart skip a beat. He hated being caught but somehow it happened too many times but was never better than the first time he was.
Feelings like ashamed and a little bit hurt could fill his veins. He didnโt want to look at her in the eyes and admit that he had been crossing the one rule they only had between.
Putting his boxing gloves back into his black backpack he lifted himself over the fence that was separating the streets from the small apartment quarter.
His shoes dusted up grey pieces of gravel from the uneven asphalt and looked over his shoulder one last time. He knew what he had done tonight came out of anger but he didnโt want to admit he regretted it deeply.
A small get together at the bar after the fight he had attended was what tore up the beforehand calm pieces.
Nobody had seemed to start a fight like usual, mostly Luke would just stare at sit watching people tear the flesh out of each other before he would decide to leave and go home. It was usually at that time he knew it was time not to be out anymore.
But tonight was something different. Way different to be exact.
He wasnโt sure if it was the anger from the fight with Y/N that was causing him to lose focus or if it was just the fact that he had won the game he previously had attended.
He knew his competitor was a winning champion and a small town boy like him couldnโt keep up with that. But he did, and that was caused by the newly formed drama.
Luke couldnโt help himself. He was a cocky mess when it came to winning.
He swore under his breath he didnโt want to sound arrogant but once he had beat Stephan Fell he couldnโt do anything else but brag. It was his born nature to show that he was the better and for once that was a bit success in his life.
With two beers placed in front of him, he barely got the chance to place the money into the bartenderโs hand before Fell had decided to give it a small push.
Beer everywhere and a rather angry Luke he just couldnโt help himself.
He was the one starting the fight that night. A real one for once.
He had been boxing for as long as he could remember. At first, it was just activities but the more he did it, the more he fell for the rush, the adrenaline and the feeling of getting all his emotions out at once.
It felt better than kicking a bottle of water, throwing a jar towards the driveway and yell at someone. He couldnโt fully describe how he felt about it but he felt good.
He had the tricks to win every fight but standing in front of Stephan Fell without his equipment and fighting in the free it suddenly became something else.
He wasnโt sure what kind of pushes he had suddenly forced but it wasnโt until Stephan forced a fist into his eyebrow he hurried out of the door wanting to escape before it got ugly.
The blood was seen from far away, he almost swore he was getting it in the eye but with the small walk from the bar to the apartment, he knew it would dry up.
There wasnโt time to clean it up. If he knew Y/Nโs peeing schedule well she would wake up at exactly this time and go to the bathroom. Just to his luck, or not so.
He had several times tried to dry the blood off his hands but it was useless.
Even in the dark, he could tell that it was smeared between his fingers.
Walking up the stairs as quietly as he possibly could Luke held his breath. The smallest movements could cause him to become a lier and he just wanted to avoid it, just tonight.
He had made sure to shut the door as quietly as he could and his shoes had been placed right next to hers. They were muddy and it was obvious but he could have easily said it came from a morning run.
He felt that everything was going just like he wanted to, he had thrown his boxing hoodie over his shoulders that he always wore after games and hung it on the staircase before walking into the bedroom and stopped mid-track.
Soft breaths came from the mock of hair that had seemed to take over the otherwise beautiful face of hers.
He stood for a moment and took everything in.
The way she was softly covering the sheets like they were made of human and if he looked closely he could tell she was wearing one his shirts. It wasnโt something he had noticed when walking out.
She could have woken up because it felt cold and wore it but then she would have noticed he would walk out. She wouldnโt be that stupid just to fall asleep again.
He silently sighed and filled the five steps that were separating him and her. He didnโt want to wake her up even though he was home by now but he still couldnโt leave her alone.
With the hand that wasnโt covered in blood, he carefully caressed her cheek. Brushed her hair away from her face and leaned down to kiss her soft warm forehead.
It was times like these he thought oh how she deserved someone better, someone, who could always be there for her.
He could stare at her forever. It didnโt matter if it was when she was sleeping and he was laying right next to her. Or if it was in the kitchen when she was doing her utter best to just cook him the best meal even if she wasnโt good at it.
The best times were when he could just stare at and gaze at her beautiful eyes. Especially at the summer where the sun would peak at the best times and letting him see into the thing he loved the most.
There was no doubt that he prioritized her the biggest. She was her one true love but with all the bad decisions he carried on his back, it always seemed to take on her.
Even if he didnโt attend to or wanted it.
He looked at his calloused fingers that couldnโt compare to her flawless skin. Even in the darkness, he could tell that she was having a bit of redness on her cheeks.
Something she had when she was either getting shy or too hot in the bed when sleeping.
Moving away from the bed he looked towards the balcony doors that were covered by the white curtains. They had the hint of transparent and he was able to see the lampposts outside.
Considering whether or not the package of cigarettes were screaming for his attention he fumbled with his fingers for a bit before settling onto the horrible craving.
He could taste the smoke on his lips and feel his lungs tighten already.
As quietly as he could he slipped the package out of his skinny jeans and shrugged the curtain away from the door handle. At first, he wanted to sit outside but when feeling the cold he just decided to stand by the door.
With one hand out of the door and smoke clouding over his face, he inhaled deeply and blew towards the balcony.
She hated the smoke inside. Basically, she hated everything about his habit, but just like everything else she decided to accept it. He had considered it many times, quitting just for her but it kept coming back.
It was like he could never actually shrug it off. He knew the feeling though, it could almost compare to the love he had for her. It wasnโt just something he could shrug off, it was an addiction.
It amazed him how she could still sleep. Her hair had fallen a bit into her face and he had to collect himself together to not walk over and caress it away. He didnโt want the smell to wake her up, she had a strong nose for this.
โA killer between two fingers.โ Luke sighed to himself instead and looked out of the window.
No stars were in sight, barely the moon. If he closed one eye and really focused on the other he was able to see the reflection from it between the clouds. Not something major.
Cigarettes like these ended so quickly. One blow, two blows, and a third before he was almost done. It was what he needed the most besides seeing her after a horrible night.
Sometimes she swore that he was more into the cigarettes than her. But he swore on his life if it really depended he would quit everything to show his love for her.
He didnโt want to blame her. Words didnโt fully come to attention.
With a glare and one last blow he threw the cigarette into the darkness and closed the balcony door quietly.
He considered whether or not to brush his teeth but decided he was too tired. He would just do the double trouble tomorrow morning where he would wake up to another rush of guilt.
Shrugging off his boxer hoodie onto the navy blue chair that stood placed right next to the TV in front of the bed he looked over his shoulder when he heard noises.
His heart was racing quicker than before and his eyes widened when he saw Y/N flutter her eyes open from her side of the bed.
At first she was waking up, clearly not getting what was real life and in her sleep but when she noticed Luke by the end of the bed with that recognizable facial expression she knew something was up.
โWhat are you doing?โ She asked, sitting up and the sheets falling down to her thighs.
Luke looked down at his feet with a million thoughts running through his mind, though, no answers seemed perfect for the situation.
Y/N looked extra carefully at him because of his silence, her eyes widening when she multiplied the clues.
A disappointed expression quickly came to her face and she sat up fast.
โYouโve been out?โ
She almost couldnโt ask the question, her voice cracked in the end.
A deep color of red flashed on Lukeโs shoulder but not in a cute way. It was going all the way down to his neck and even if he seemed like the toughest guy in town he wanted to curl into a fetus position.
โHow could you?โ She asked firm and her legs dangled down to touch the floor, โWe had an agreement, didnโt we?โ
โOf course we did Y/N, it just slipped out tonight.โ It wasnโt the right words to say, but there wasnโt an excuse for this. He blew it up and was completely caught in the act.
โIt just slipped out tonight?โ She repeated his words like he was being ridiculous, โLuke, it was an agreement we both had to make sure that things would change for the better. Doesnโt that mean anything to you?โ
โOf course it does,โ Luke started but was interrupted by Y/N; โOf course it doesnโt! The second Iโm fast asleep you use Iโm naรฏve against me! How did you think this through? You just hoped I wouldnโt notice and everything would be like nothing happened tomorrow?โ
โYouโre not naรฏve.โ Luke tried to reason with her and tried to walk towards her but she backed away.
โOf course Iโm naรฏve!โ She almost wanted to yell, he wouldnโt be surprised if she suddenly ripped off his shirt she was wearing and throwing it right in his face.
โYou have me wrapped around your finger and when I believe we have a deal you know that my trust is all in you! You know that I donโt expect you to do this and is able to convince me nothing has happened during the night!โ
โY/N, donโt see it like that.โ Luke was on deep water and he had no idea how to save himself.
โHow should I see it then?โ She questioned and crossed her arms.
Lukeโs eyes widened by the sudden silence and his sudden chance to talk. It was this exact moment he had feared the most and just wanted to push behind his shoulders and not think about it.
He looked at her and tried not to break because the way she was looking at him showed nothing else but disappointment.
โWhat were you even doing?โ She couldnโt stay quiet.
The answer was already clear, she could just smell his hands and figure it out. But he stayed quiet, not wanting to give her the answer because that was when he couldnโt take it back.
โYou were outโฆ Boxing again?โ She almost stuttered by the last words and looked down at the ground.
This time Luke couldnโt avoid giving an answer. He had to stay true to his actions and not run away from it with his tail between his legs.
โYes.โ His voice was deep and full of regret. Just like he was feeling inside.
Her facial expression changed quickly and a rock almost dropped from his chest. This was where he knew that a girl felt heartbroken inside.
She didnโt want to say something, she just looked at him with tears in the eyes. He wanted to hold her close and say he was stressed but he feared her reaction. He didnโt want to feel the rejections because of her disappointment.
โI-,โ She was lost for words and to avoid the sob she walked past him.
Throwing on a pair of Nike tights and the hoodie he had thrown onto the navy blue chair she hurried out of the door without a word being said. She didnโt want to stay where she was right now.
The silence hit hard.
Luke looked lost for a second, almost forgetting how to breathe. His heart was racing so fast he could almost feel it in his toes and he ran his fingers through his hair like if he was in a nightmare.
He looked into the mirror that was having in their closet and almost couldnโt look at his own reflection.
He felt so ashamed.
He knew that she didnโt want him to run after her. She wasnโt like other girls, she wanted to be alone when she was like this because otherwise, she said things she probably would regret.
But he also knew that in the end she only wanted him to wrap his arms around her. But every time they fought, it was like it took longer for her to get to the usual conclusion. That he deserves another chance.
But he also had to collect himself together. He couldnโt just stand here and feel miserable. He had to make up for his mistakes.
Using his thumb to try removing the blood from his eyebrow he exhaled deeply.
He had heard the front door open and close so he knew she was outside. It was like a knife to his chest when he heard it close harshly.
There was no doubt he had to run after her. He would never forgive himself if he didnโt.
Looking over his shoulder to take his hoodie he suddenly realized something when he saw the emptiness on the chair.
An innocent act from Y/Nโs side had turned into something way worse. She was wearing Lukeโs boxing shirt outside most probably with the hoodie over her head and knowing that Stephan was still outside.
Luke suddenly forgot how to breathe.
โFucking hell.โ He banged his fist against the door frame and ran out of the bedroom.
There was one place to look and it was EVERYWHERE.
He couldnโt even remember if he had locked the door to the apartment or not before he was out in the cold again. The weather was horrible, worse than it had been when he was smoking his cigarette and he had to collect himself just for a moment.
She could be everywhere and nowhere but he knew she wouldnโt be far away. She didnโt like being outside at this time of the night no matter how angry she could possibly get.
Running between the paths with no directions headed he searched for lights, he searched for sounds of people and anything. But it was one of the darkest and quiets nights of the week.
Not an eye was seen in the otherwise calm area. This place wasnโt for danger but when your personality was drawn to it, it was hard to shrug it off from your area.
If his heart was able to be pushed out from his chest this was now. He didnโt care if he was out of breathing and needed to take a break. He NEEDED to find her and it had to be done as fast as possible.
He almost dropped his phone out of his pocket when he fished it out and tried to call her number. To his fear and just like he predicted it was straight to voicemail.
โY/N!โ He knew yelling her name wouldnโt do anything well, but it was his last bit of hope.
When not hearing anything else but his voice echoing between the apartments he looked towards the woods where a small light was showing. It wasnโt much visible and could easily be nothing.
โY/N?โ He yelled again, this time with a question in his tone. He just wanted to hear the sound of her voice.
A muffled scream came the second his voice echoed and he almost dropped his heart.
Even with a hand covered in front of her mouth, he knew it was her.
Running towards the small light he saw from the woods he quickly recognized it to be from a phone, watching it light up from the back side pointing upwards.
When he came close enough he noticed Stephan hovering over a fragile body in a fetus position trying to protect herself.
He almost couldnโt contain his anger when he saw Stephan give another kick to her body, a bloody scream coming from her lips and her voice almost cracked in pain.
โI swear to god if you touch her one more time Iโll kill you.โ Lukeโs voice was so deep yet loud it caught Stephanโs attention.
At first he seemed surprised by someone showing up but when noticing it was Luke he almost seemed amused.
โLooks whoโs showing up! You know, boxing with your girlfriend isnโt really the experience.โ Stephan dared to give her another kick and without hesitation Luke tackled him to a tree, both fists holding him tight by the chest.
โWhat part of donโt touch her donโt you understand?โ Luke said through gritted teeth and looked Stephan right in the eyes.
โThe part where you try to be the hero.โ Stephan responded and watched Luke as he pressed him harder against the tree.
โWhy are you even trying? I mean, she knows your personality. You canโt contain your anger, you donโt know how to control your frustration and you respond to anger by beating. That doesnโt really sound like the ideal boyfriend, does it?โ
โUnlike you, I would never lay a hand on her body.โ There was no hesitation in Lukeโs words as he bored them into Stephanโs head.
โI never said I was the hero.โ Stephan lowered his voice and loosened himself from Luke by twisting his arms.
โHow donโt you feel responsible for this? I mean, who allows her girlfriend to stay out this late at night knowing that your best enemy is waiting right behind the corner. It was a good one though, I mean at first I thought she was you because of the hoodie but when I noticed the female crying voice I decided not to attack her already.โ
Luke looked down at her by the mention of his boxer hoodie. He could see his last name reflect on the back of the fabric.
Words couldnโt explain the guilt he was feeling in his heart.
โThings happen for a reason, you know that right?โ Stephan asked and pressed Luke harder against the tree.
โIโm aware.โ Luke tried to swallow the spit that was creasing in his mouth. He was having a hard time to breathe when Stephan suddenly reached his hand up to his throat.
โAnd how about we finish this fight once for all?โ
For once Stephan didnโt look challenging at Luke. His puzzled facial expression was quickly changed into his eyes widening when Luke managed to free his hands and forced Stephan to the ground.
โDonโt be a step forward. Just always prepare for a loophole.โ Luke kicked once, twice and a third time that made Stephan connect to the tree Luke had previously been pushed into.
He could continue the kicks, let his anger get to him because he honestly couldnโt believe the way he treated others. He would always be a disrespectful douche that would never get the second chance from Lukeโs behalf.
Stephan had been knocked out by the many kicks, he wasnโt moaning anymore or complaining in pain. But that didnโt stop Luke from continuing. He had no control of getting out of his cycle and it wasnโt until he heard faint sounds from his behind.
It was a small groan, not sound or anything powerful but just the tiny bit of her voice made him turn around quickly.
โLukeโฆ Please stopโฆโ She barely whispered above her breath.
He looked back at Stephan to see his eyes closed and the blood leaking from his nose. He blinked twice and looked back at Y/N almost covered in the leaves from the cold fall weather.
โOh godโฆโ Luke whispered almost as if he was in pain and leaned down to scoop Y/N up in one piece. She was cold, completely fragile and once she was in his arms he dared to never let go again.
He almost had to run, he had no idea where the sudden fitness came from but there was no doubt he needed to get as home as quick as possible.
Turning the paths and up the stairs, to their apartment, he constantly looked down to check if she was awake and she was. She was having her eyes half closed, but still nuzzled her nose into his almost wet black t-shirt.
He smacked the door closed with his feet and took the turns to their bathroom. He didnโt want to let go of her so instead sat on the toilet seat with her on top of him.
โYouโre okay now. Nothingโs going to happen to you.โ He softly spoke and removed bits of hair away from her face. She had a bruise coming under her right eye.
She sat silent for a minute thinking. She was also leaking blood from her eyebrow, just the opposite of his. But then she suddenly opened her mouth.
โAre you okay?โ
He looked carefully at her by her words and nodded his head softly.
โIโve been a dead man walking inside. But now I think itโs finally time to show something different.โ He leaned his forehead against hers, โNo more fighting, no more violence, no more of anything.โ
She looked at him carefully and nodded her head in agreement.
โIโm okay as long as youโre here safe and with me. At all costs.โ
"You'd think after all the countless matches and fucking broken bones, I wouldn't find a fight I couldn't win-" He rages, dark eyes stare down at mine and I can feel the air around us grow thick with tension,
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