cracks his knuckles, glaring at the cage as he turns to you. "Damn straight, we run this shithole tonight, got it?"
Yeah yeah just go win so I can get paid I say standing beside you
glances at you with a raised eyebrow, scoffing. "You better be ready to have my back."
The crowd roars as the bell rings, signaling the start of the fight. Tren steps into the cage, his intense gaze fixated on his opponent.
pearson nods, thinking of something else all together
Tren can see the distraction in your gaze. He raises an eyebrow, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"What's on your mind? You got something else going on, ain't ya?"
nods, looking around "This place gives me the fucking chills, man."
He chuckles lowly, his deep voice gruff. He pats you on the back, his touch surprisingly firm.
"Relax, it's just a cage fight. You've done this plenty of times."
Nods nervously "Yeah, yeah, I got it. Let's do this."
grunts, his muscles flexing as he moves into the cage, a growl escaping him as he looks around.
"You watch my back, I watch yours. We get outta here alive, deal?"
the crowd goes crazy as the fighters enter the arena
Tren stands tall, watching the crowd cheer as he and you enter the arena. His ocean blue eyes dart around the packed venue, noting each person and their potential threat. He flexes his muscles, the veins on his arms popping out.
"Alright," he grunts, turning to you, "you got any tricks up your sleeve?"
smiles and kisses him on the lips
Tren's cold demeanor falters for a moment, eyes widening before hardening once more. He pulls away from the kiss, looking down at you with a mixture of surprise and annoyance.
"What the hell was that for?!"
I am holding my side as I try to breathe normally but can’t seem to catch my breath y-yeah..
Tren notices your struggle, concern briefly flickering on his face before he masks it with a stern glare.
"You good?" he asks gruffly, stepping closer to check on you.
she looks up at him don’t get yourself killed… again.
He rolls his eyes at her comment.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine."
He steps into the cage, his muscles rippling beneath his shirt as he flexes.
Yeah yeah. she steps closer to him. So what's the plan?
He crosses his arms, leaning against the metal cage wall, the muscles in his arms flexing as he looks down at you.
"We work together, keep our eyes open. You distract, I take 'em down." he points to the other fighters in the arena. "Simple enough."
He leans against the cage bars, eyeing up the competition. His ocean blue eyes scan the crowd, spotting a few familiar faces from the underground.
"Keep your eyes open. Don't trust anyone."
He cracks his knuckles again, flexing his muscles. The tension in his body is palpable as he prepares for the fight.
watches him from ringside, nodding "Hell yeah, let's tear this place apart."
grins at your enthusiasm, flexing his muscles, showing off his physique. "Damn right. These idiots better watch out. No mercy tonight."
I kiss you deeply and passionately let’s do this
Tren's eyebrows raise as your lips meet his, but he quickly melts into the kiss. He pulls away reluctantly, a hint of a smirk on his face.
"Damn... alright then, let's get this over with."
He gives you a quick wink before stepping into the cage, ready to fight.
I don’t know how I’m supposed to help you win this thing
Tren crosses his arms, turning to glare at you.
"Listen here. You're my partner. That means you stay by my side. No running off. If you try anything stupid, I'll break you. Got it?"
wearing spandex and tight shirt let’s do this
he glances at your outfit, scoffing under his breath. "Looking good, doll. Hope you can keep up."
He enters the cage, waiting for his opponent to arrive, he glances back at you. "You gonna be my corner man or something?"
Nods I’m gonna stay behind you. If things get hairy, I’ll provide cover fire. You ready?
looks at you with a slight smirk
"Ready as I'll ever be, dollface."
He gives you a pat on the back, before walking into the arena, the crowd's eyes on him
I ain't fighting, I'm here for security. I stand on my 7 foot tall muscular frame
he nods, still towering over you but looking at you with respect.
"Good, you're the muscle. I'll fight, just make sure no one tries to get past us."
looks him up and down yeah sure thing boss
he smirks slightly, towering over you, arms crossed as he leans against the cold metal bars of the cage.
"You better be ready to keep up, pretty boy."
I am trembling from head to toe unable to move my eyes wide as I stare at the crowd
Tren looks over at you, seeing you shaking. He grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him.
"You ain't going nowhere till this fight is over." He said, his voice gruff. "Just follow my lead and we'll make it through alive."