*Was randomly inspired at 8:37 am to write this for you*
After another day of hard training, Matt decided to pick his girlfriend up from some where towards downtown. After mildly teasing her about her shopping habits, he drove them to his family's home, after stopping for food. He unlocked the front door and walked into his room, knowing she was following. He wasn't exactly sure how to tell Chantel about one of his new favorite hobbies
"Gloves?" She questioned, picking them up from their spot on the ground in his closet.
"Uhh…Yeah." He said, hoping she wouldn't continue questioning.
"Ohh, still sweaty." She giggled, moving her fingers in the gloves.
"Sorry." He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. He looked up at her with a small smirk when she lightly punched him.
"Get up…" She said, smiling. He shook his head, taking a bite of his burger.
"Matt! I said get up!" She said, trying to be tough but clearly failing. He stood up and laughed.
"Nice fighting stance."
"You love my stance." She said, starting to circle him, randomly punching him. He laughed at her random outburst, starting to swat the punches away.
"You're okay standing, but what about the ground?"
"Wait, what?"
He quickly picked her up and put her on his bed, getting on top of her and pinning her arms down.
"Submissions."
"As in…wrestling?"
"Mhm. You want to make it so painful, that your opponents taps out." He smiled down at her. She threw a knee at his mid section and rolled, getting on top of him. She pinned him down and he laughed again, knowing he could break free.
"I don't tap out. You want to?" She smiled. He slid an arm free and rubbed down her back slowly.
"Do you tap out?" She asked again. He stopped at her thigh before grabbing it and rolling, getting on top again.
"You know I'm not the submissive type." He smirked. They exchanged a gaze for a moment before locking lips. He let her go and wrap his arms around her waist. A few moments later, Jeff walked into the room. The two jumped up, looking at him awkwardly.
"Uhh...What were you guys doing?"
"…Wrestling." She said, showing the gloves.
"So...what's up?"
"You have to go pick up mom, she's stranded on the side of the road somewhere toward downtown. Something about a dog and a piece of wood, I don't know." Jeff explained. Matt sighed, and grabbed his keys.
"Maybe next time."Matt said as he walked out of the room for the moment while Jeff looked at Chantel.
"By the way, huge wrestling fan." He smirked at her. He closed the door before the glove she threw at him connected with his head.