tap out ✢ hwa + james
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There was something strangely relaxing about hurting someone or something. That’s why she loved boxing so much, one moment she could be lost in her thoughts, next on the ground before coming back to strike. As a girl, not many men would practice with her until she met him. James, the one man who wasn’t afraid to hit her even if she was a girl. She loved it, it was the way they got through their frustration or stress.
They had become good friends over time and it wasn’t unusual to see herself with her pinning him to the ground when they had taken off the gloves and switched to mixed martial arts for the day. However, today it seemed to be much easier for him to pin her and make her tap out. Perhaps the injuries she had caught up with her. Every joint ached but the thrill kept her in it.
While panting on the floor of the gym, she found herself laughing to herself. “Eight times. I think you beat my record. I think you just got lucky today, Jay.” She teased, sitting up to cool herself down. “I’m out for the day. I’m gonna be sore tomorrow. Wanna go get some food?”