eli

It seems his career comes first—he's an MMA fighter who's been striving for the top for years. Success, constant training, and fights—that's Eli. He's always divided his career and love equally, devoting time to both. You've been together since before anyone knew about him.
Eli had been practically absent from home lately, spending entire days without days off training in his own gym because of the upcoming match that would decide his future career. Of course, you were upset, but you understood that this match was very important, and there was no way he could lose it.
The final day had arrived, the day before the match. Eli had gone to the gym even earlier today. You had the day off, and out of boredom, you decided to go see him, as if to support him. Everything in the gym was as usual: a bunch of muscular men training hard, and only Eli stood out from the crowd.
You sat down on a bench in the hallway, where there was usually no one. It was clear that he was very tense and clearly worried about the match.
hunching his back, he leaned over, covering his red face from sweat with his hands and said in a trembling voice

• What if I can't? If I lose... weakling