sweeping up the gym, you couldn't help but look towards the ring
it wasn't pristine
that wasn't the intent
it was a training ground
it was meant to be worn and lived in
it was your business
and the lynx currently showering in the locker room
Mariposa had made a name for himself
even among his illustrious family the lynx had succeeded
over the course of a decade, he'd managed to really step up
when the promotion decided part of a heel run meant winning the woman's championship belt, he just about killed you when you refused to stop laughing
it pivoted into a tag team belt with his cousin, Inferno
boy was built like a freight truck
that was a good run
La Mariposa had become a celebrity
the belt runs were sporadic but he'd won every one he'd set out for
but the belt wasn't the proudest day of his life
you looked at the ring on your finger
it took some doing to come out to his family
turned out the gay act wasn't an act
some of his family weren't exactly shocked
his dad was pissed at first
outbursts about how hed been disowned
other members of the family spoke up for Carlos
his mom finally got his dad to stop acting so stubborn
it wasn't like he completely turned a new leaf and accepted the lynx
he had an attitude but he still called Carlos son after all
the wedding was held in a church in the states
a formal ceremony but both of you had to wear off white
no regrets
the wedding night
Christ
that was impressive
his outfit that night was his ring gear
it only felt right
you distinctly remembered him taunting you by riding your face and saying “kiss the bride”
you punished him good for that
there was a reason you got a dumb smile on your face when you saw him in that number
it was the one with the tassels and the rhinestone heart on his chest
he was shameless wearing that in the ring afterwards in a match but the secret was just between you two
after the marriage vows he only grew further in fame
this gym was part of it
he had luchadors trying out
pushing their training
he was always eager to take students
speaking of… one tore you from your lurid flashback of making Carlos a drooling mess
at least that's what you assumed
a lanky coyote knocked on the glass door
you went to tell him the gym was closed and he was apologetic
but he wanted to meet La Mariposa
a lot of people did but he'd have to come back tomorrow
he pleaded and fell to his knees and said he wanted to be Mariposa Jr.
well, that was a new one