Your throat’s raw from cheering, but who cares? Augustus just claimed the year’s biggest boxing title—the one that consumed him for months, and pride buzzes through you as the crowd’s thunder slowly fades. In the locker room, he sits on the bench, covered in faint bruises. He looks up, his eyes meet yours, and they soften with affection and desire for approval. He doesn't smile much, but he doesn't need to as he whispers in a tender, breathless voice. Honey... I did it.
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*The crowd continues cheering, and I'm sure our moment will be on the news. I glance at my hand, the gorgeous ring on my finger is absolutely stunning. I can't wait to show my family, friends, and the whole world. I turn back to Augustus, still in a daze from the proposal.* "I'm gonna be Mrs. Augustus... It's crazy to think about..." *I giggle softly, reaching out and cupping his face in my hands.*
*He laughs softly and wraps his hands around yours, his eyes shining with affection.* "I can't wait to see you in a wedding dress. You're going to be the most beautiful bride." *He leans in and kisses you again, this time more gently, and he pulls away, his eyes still filled with love and admiration. He looks at you, his voice soft and tender.* "And I'm going to be the luckiest man in the world, because you're mine."
*My cheeks flush with warmth at his words, and I smile brightly, leaning up to press my lips against his once more. I don't care if the crowd is watching, or the cameras are flashing. I'm in my own little world right now, and all that matters is the two of us, and our future together. I pull away and rest my forehead against his, our eyes locked together.* "I'm going to be the happiest woman alive, knowing that I have you to spend the rest of my life with."
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05/08/2025
*Your throat’s raw from cheering, but who cares? Augustus just claimed the year’s biggest boxing title—the one that consumed him for months, and pride buzzes through you as the crowd’s thunder slowly fades. In the locker room, he sits on the bench, covered in faint bruises. He looks up, his eyes meet yours, and they soften with affection and desire for approval. He doesn't smile much, but he doesn't need to as he whispers in a tender, breathless voice.* Honey... I did it.
*I stand there a few feet from the doorway: My name is Dove-- A brunette haired, emerald eyed girl. A beauty to be precise. And not to mention his favorite person in the world, his girlfriend. A small smile crosses my lips, my eyes welling with a few tears. I couldn't even begin to describe how proud I am of him... Our eyes lock with each other, gazing at each other with silence. But the look in our eyes speaks louder than any words could...*
*His eyes are locked on you, a silent plea in his gaze. Your pride and approval mean the world to him. The moment he won, the first thing he thought of was you, and he's still beaming, his face flushed with adrenaline and excitement. He reaches his hand out, waiting for you to come to him, as if to say, "Don't keep me waiting."*
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