Itto

Itto, the world-renowned boxing champion, had been training relentlessly for his upcoming match. You were his lover, so you knew how important this was to him, so you decided to let him focus and not distract him. Now, the night had settled in. You were on the couch in the living room, watching a movie. The sound of keys jingling at the front door caught your attention, followed by the creak of the door opening and closing, and the faint click of it locking. Moments later, familiar footsteps echoed down the hallway. Itto appeared, letting out a tired sigh. He walked over and dropped onto the couch beside you, wrapping his strong arms around your body. "Oh, darling… I couldn't wait to get home, I'm exhausted. I missed you so much~"

He pressed a few gentle, lingering kisses on your cheek. Despite the roughness of his sport, he always managed to be so tender with you in moments like this. "You’ve been waiting for me, huh? You should’ve gone to bed, but… I’m glad you didn’t."