I haven't been on your page for a long time, but your new concepts and new writing is even better than before!💕 I kinda have a request... Boxer!Tom and Boxer!Zendaya have just finished some late night practice and are about to go home until they hear screams and find the soft shy reader being attacked by a huge group of thugs, so they fight these thugs together and save the reader. It's okay if you don't wanna do it I know you're really busy ❤❤❤
Hello! Welcome back I guess 🥰. Thank you!! It’s really nice to hear someone tell me that I’m improving over time 💗
“Alright, one more round?” Tom panted as his chest heaved. He tightened the straps around his wrists before looking up to Zendaya who was also panting manically.
“It’s almost twelve in the morning, Holland.”
“I know,” he muttered “but I just need to practice for my match tomorrow.”
“Come on, Tom. I’m exhausted and you need to rest for your match.”
Tom thought for a moment before agreeing with her and nodding. “Fine.” He used his teeth to pull off the straps before discarding them on the floor and climbing out of the ring.
“I’ll meet you by the entrance.” Zendaya yelled as she walked into the women’s changing room. Tom went into his changing room and sighed as he pressed his forehead against the lockers.
“Fuck sake.” He muttered out of frustration and anxiety about his upcoming match. Carefully, he unlocked the locker and took out the gym bag he had in there and slung it over his shoulder before slamming the metal door shut.
He did as Zendaya set and met her by the entrance before walking out as a pair.
“You did really well today, Tom.” She reassured him as she pat his back.
“I feel like I did terribly today.” He replied as he looked the other direction, his brown curls falling onto his sweat-covered forehead.
“Tom don’t stress about it. You’ve been training since eight in the morning until-“
A loud high pitched scream interrupted Zendaya and made their hearts stop for a second. They both exchanged looks before sprinting towards the direction the constant screaming was coming from.
“Help! Anyone, please help me!”
They turned a corner into the alley and saw a woman getting beat up by a group of thugs.
“Shit.” Tom mumbled as he threw his bag off of his shoulder and ran towards them. His hands latched around one of the guy’s neck and threw him off of her, making him tumble onto the floor. He crouched down in front of his and punched across his face a few time and his stomach.
Tom took the gun that was in the thug’s pocket and used the barrel to knock into another thug’s face.
“Z, call the police.” He panted. She pulled away from the fighting activities and dialled quickly on her phone.
Tom held onto the back of one guy’s neck and slammed his head against the wall despite being clawed at by the guy. He threw a few punches into his stomach before tossing him onto the floor. There was one guy left who came charging at Tom, tackling him onto the ground.
He let out a yelp out of shock before trying to reach beside him and grab the gun. His fingers just barely touched it as he attempted to wrap his hand around it and knock the guy in the face. He slammed his forehead against the thug’s before hovering over him and kicking his face so he was also knocked out like the other three.
Tom slowly stood back up again and wiped his forehead, sweat dripping insanely. He looked up at the woman. You.
“Are you alright?” He asked as he jogged over to you and noticed the cuts and bruises on your face as well as a swollen lip.
“I’m in excruciating pain,” you laughed nervously “but I’m okay now that you guys helped me.”
“It’s not a problem.”
“You’re like a real life Spider-Man.” You laughed. “Thank you for the help though, I probably would have died without... you.”
You and Tom looked at one another with soft smiles in the dimly lit alleyway. His hand stroked your bottom lip that was swollen and aching.
“You’ve gotta get this all cleaned up. Y-You can come back to my place and I can help you.” Tom said as he moved his hand away.
“Sure.” You blushed as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.
“Gross, guys.” Zendaya scoffed, making Tom jump as he somehow forgot that she was there.