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✶ 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ; castillo's boxing gym ✶ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 ; rafael @eldritchxembers

There was nothing better than the feeling of the belt placed on her hands after a good fight. It was an addiction so embedded into her core by this point that the ring felt more like a playground than a battle zone. Her muscles built to sustain all her opponents threw her way, as though they’d been made from vibranium. Strong and unwavering like the suit of armor Black Panther wore. 

It didn’t come as a surprise that she’d win tonight’s fight either. The last few weeks being back home, Naija ensured to get in at least one fight a week. Needing that outlet to unravel the pain and suffering that threatened to break her each dawn. Waking up without Maija was torturous. Knowing that her daughter would never get to see another day, or even make it to her birthday… the list was endless, and so she took the thoughts into the ring. 

As hard as it was to not allow herself to be completely taken over once inside, Naija often felt like letting herself lose. Why keep going when all she wanted to do was give into the physical paint of it all? But she couldn’t bring herself to disrespect the fight, or even less Rafe, in such a way. 

With her opponent all but defeated, she ignored the round of applause echoing throughout the ring and made way towards the lockers out back. Needing to breathe properly and get her bruises properly cared for. She had a massive bruise on her cheek, she could feel it throbbing and almost ran straight into Rafe as she turned to grab her ice. 

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! You’re trying to give me a heart attack?”