#( & bruiserweight ) | interactions

[letsgivethisonemoreshot]

BruiserMates

Word Count: 4,644 (it's a long one)

Warnings: Sexual Situations, banter, there's some fluff in there somewhere.

Summary: The British Bruiserweight is more grumpy than usual. But his friends and a co-worker think they just might know a way to fix it. (Also, I tried to make an attempt to keep true with accents for the first time. So I apologize if it's horrible!)

The lukewarm water rushed out of a shower head in the back of the arena. The water pressure in these showers were never that good, but it was early and Lauren had the whole locker room to herself. She had the curtain drawn for privacy, just in case anyone else arrived early. Mostly because she was in the men’s showers. And just as she was rinsing the shampoo out of her hair, she heard several voices from the locker room echo into the bathroom.

"You could've stopped to get breakfast first." A British accent rang out.

"They 'ad food at the hotel." The familiar accent of Pete filled the room.

"Not anything for a vegan. And ya know that." Another voice argued.

"I don't know every damn vegan place in tha country." Pete spat back.

"Uh guys, just so you know you're not alone in here." Lauren informed them.

"Who in the bloody hell is that?"

"Lauren. I'm a backstage interviewer here. I really needed a shower after my workout before I got ready to work and they were cleaning in the women's locker room when I got there. No one was in here so I ran in. I'll be quick." She explained.

"Pete?"

"Yeah, she works here." He vouched, recognizing her voice.

"Ah. Alright then love. As long as you work here. I'm Tyler by the way."

"Trent." The other voice rang out.

"You guys are here from NXT UK for the tag tournament, right?" Lauren asked.

"You got it love." Trent answered as he turned on a shower on the opposite side of where Lauren was. "And you don't 'av to rush. We don't mind if you don't."

"As long as you stay on that side of the curtain." Lauren responded in a joking but friendly way.

"Great." Pete murmured.

"What's wrong with you?" Trent asked him.

"He's still sore about his girlfriend messin' around on him." Tyler answered getting ready to get a shower himself.

"Tell my business to the whole locker room, why don't ya." Pete said annoyed.

"She's the only otha one in here. And she sees ya more than us. I'm sure she's noticed you're grumpy."

"No more than usual." Lauren said as she conditioned her hair.

"Aw piss off all of ya."

"See? He's always this pleasant."

"I thought you said you were gonna be quick." Pete pointed out.

"I was, until Trent was nice enough to tell me I didn't have to. So now I'm taking my time."

Pete let out an aggravated grunt. "I can't shower with 'er in here."

"Relax Pete, I'm almost done. What brings you guys in here so early anyway?"

"Time change. Kind of has us messed up. And Pete just doesn't sleep." Tyler replied. "What about you? And working out nonetheless. I’d think you’d moreso be off writing questions."

"How else am I supposed to fit myself into those tiny dresses they want me to wear?" Lauren partially joked, causing two of the englishmen to chuckle. "I have a few interviews I have to do for some social media shows before the actual show tonight. This was the only time I could fit in a work out. I was going to shower real quick then get to work, but the women’s bathroom was closed, so I that brought me here. I guess it’s just bad timing.”

"Ah, I wouldn't say that love." Trent said.

"Well maybe not on my part. Anybody could walk in here. So many people have probably had fantasies that start like this. But apparently, it’s bad timing for some of you.”

"Would any of those fantasies include any of us by any chance?" Trent asked in a joking tone.

“Trent, ya can’t just ask a woman ya just met something like that.” Tyler chastised.

“Why not? I’m just joking.”

"Hm, some just might." Lauren answered.

"For fucks sake…"

"Jesus Pete calm down, I'm done. I'll be out of your hair in a minute." Lauren said as she turned off the water and wrapped her towel around herself.

"Yeah relax mate. We're just messin' around." Trent said to his friend.

"You need to get laid." Lauren stated.

"Excuse me?" Pete asked, sounding offended.

"We've been telling him that the last two weeks love." Tyler said to her.

She pulled open the curtain and stepped out of the shower stall. "Take it from someone who pushed away a lot of her friends by being a negative mope after going through a rough breakup. If she's gonna fuck around, then so can you. Try smiling, go get laid, and live. See ya later boys. I believe I'll be the one interviewing you later!" Lauren called out before walking away.

Lauren left them alone in the men's locker room and walked back to the women's which was thankfully now able to be occupied. She walked quicker than she planned seeing as how she couldn't get dressed there with the guys there. So she was running around in just a towel. No one had really showed up to get ready yet, but she still had to go over interview questions, get dressed, and was expected by the stylists soon. She was rummaging through her bag when there was a lock at the door. She dropped what was in her hands and curiously walked over to the door. Upon opening it she saw an annoyed Pete Dunne standing there. He was still in his trousers, nice button down shirt, and vest. His hair pulled back. Obviously he still hadn't gotten into the shower yet.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of a visit from you? Miss me already?"

Pete held out a plastic bag with tiny bottles inside. "Ya left your crap in the shower."

"And you're such a gentleman you brought it back to me?" Lauren joked.

"I drew the short straw."

"You sure it doesn't have anything to do with what I said?" She asked as she took the plastic bag from him. “Because my fantasies about you usually start with me still dressed and you ripping my clothes off me, but if this is how it happens I’ll take it.”

“No, it’s because I was the only one who was still dre…wait, what?”

Lauren smiled "Thanks for bringing my stuff back Pete. I forgot it in all the conversation. And if you’re just here to drop it off, I really need to finish getting ready. I need to be in make-up soon. I’ll see you around later.”

She closed the door, leaving Pete standing there dumbfounded at the interaction he just had.

Lauren had gotten dressed and was sitting in the make-up chair. She had decided on a short black off the shoulder dress. Even though the shoulders were bare, the dress had long sleeves, making a bit more acceptable in the workplace. The strappy heels that she had on also made it a bit less casual. She already had her hair done. She chose to leave it down since it was only shoulder length, but add some waves to it. Pete had wandered over to the area as Lauren was laughing while the make-up artist applied the dusty pink lipstick. Lauren was deep in conversation with the artist. She got along with everyone. Well, mostly everyone. She was easy to talk to and calming, which was a plus with her job. The interviews always flowed nicely and never seemed forced. She never really had any real problems with anyone she worked with. Pete leaned against a wall off to the side watching her talk. He had his wrestling gear on now, and had his long hair dangling down over half of his face.

"Alright, all set. How's it look?" The make-up artist asked as she held up a mirror.

"It looks great! Thanks Rachel!"

"Awesome. If you need a touch up just let me know."

"I will. Thanks!"

Lauren checked in the mirror one last time, pursing her lips together, before jumping out of the make-up chair and leaving it for someone else. She walked away from the styling area and right passed where Pete was brooding.

"Lauren."

"Hey Pete." Lauren replied as she walked by.

"Hey, hold up."

"What's up?" She asked as she stopped and turned to him.

"You tell me." Pete stated.

"Is this about what I said earlier? I’m sorry for getting involved in your business. And I never would have said anything had we not already been in the middle of a conversation. But I’ve been there, and I didn’t want you to end up pushing your friends away with your bad attitude like I did.” She explained.

"Not that. After. At the locker room." Pete said in a much lower voice.

Lauren smiled and crossed her arms. "What is this? When is Pete Dunne so timid?"

Pete rolled his eyes. "F'get it."

"No I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself." Lauren said reaching out to grab his arm. "I'll be good. What did you want?"

"You to stop being intimidating for a moment would be good."

"I've heard that once or twice before, but not from anyone like you."

"What you said earlier, did you mean it?" Pete asked changing the subject.

"That you need a good lay to forget about her? Absolutely. Your friends seemed to agree."

"No. That you've 'ad fantasies about me." He said as he took a step closer to her.

"Maybe a few times." She answered, surprising him by the serious tone in her voice. He stood there not quite sure how to follow up while Lauren opened the small bag she had with her and looked through it. "Listen, I really have to go and interview Daniel Bryan. But if you want to take my advice, I would love to be the girl that gets under you to get over her. Room 308 if you're interested."

She slipped her spare hotel key into his hand before turning around and continuing to walk down the hallway. Later on that night Pete sat in the back watching the show on a t.v. He was watching Lauren interview his two best friends while he spun the hotel key around in his fingers while being lost in thought. He pulled it together to go out and put on a good show, like he always did. All of his cockiness and aggression was on display. Lauren had been watching his match extra closely that night.

After the show Lauren was sitting alone in her hotel room. She hadn't made any plans for the night in case Pete decided to show up. After about an hour of waiting, she decided to change her clothes and get comfortable. She had the television on and was laying down in the bed, trying to relax, but she found herself not paying attention to it and trying to figure out what reasons Pete could have for not showing up. After driving herself crazy for some time, around 11:30 she realized she was being silly. His good friends whom he hadn't seen in months were in the country for a bit, so he was going to be spending time with them. Plus with all the joking around that she had done with him that day he probably didn't even think she was serious. Or maybe he just wasn’t interested and didn’t know how to tell her in a nice way. Lauren grabbed her phone and laid down on her bed to play some games until she got tired. Only a few minutes after she relaxed herself for the night, there was a knock at her door.

Lauren put her phone down and got out of bed. She walked over to the door curious of who could be there this time of night, especially without texting her first. She looked through the peephole and saw Pete standing on the other side. She quickly opened the door.

"You do realize I gave you a key so you wouldn't have to knock and wait in the hallway, right?"

"I didn't feel right usin' it." Pete told her.

Lauren opened the door wider and stepped aside inviting him in. He stood near her as she closed the door.

"I see you stayed dressed for me." Pete joked as he looked at her in her pink tank top and black yoga pants.

"I could say the same for you." Lauren retorted noticing Pete was in grey sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"It's not m' job to look pretty." Pete stated.

"Good thing I'm off the clock then."

They hadn't really talked much before now, other than just a hello or exchanging pleasantries. Maybe being involved in the same conversation as a group of people. Mostly that was because Pete kept to himself or only really talked with the people he was close to, where as Lauren would talk with everyone and insert herself into others conversations. But Pete definitely took notice today that not many people were able to throw back at him the way that she did, and he liked it.

"So did you just come here to criticize my clothes or…" Lauren trailed off.

"Actually, I wanted to talk." He answered.

"Oh, uh okay."

Lauren definitely hadn't been expecting that. She lead him into the room a little bit more and she sat down on the edge of the bed. Pete took one of the seats that were in the room and placed it in front of her before sitting down as well.

"So?"

"I've been thinking about what ya said. And you're right. If she's gonna bang a bunch of guys and not care, then I should too. Well, ya know."

"So what's the hold up?" Lauren asked.

"I don't want pity sex with someone just because they feel sorry fa' me. Especially if it's someone I 'av to work with."

"I can understand that. I'm not really one for random hook ups either." Lauren agreed.

"But then why did you…"

"I like you Pete." Lauren told him.

"Why? I'm kind of a bastard." Pete asked confused.

Lauren laughed. "Yeah, most of the time. I've watched you. You're grumpy face and your angry promos. But I've also seen the way you joke around with your friends. I've seen how interact with kids. I know how much you care about animals. There's a sweet guy behind that whole bruiserweight thing."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Your best friends. Those goofballs wouldn't waste their time with a complete asshole." Lauren answered with a smile. She reached out and placed her hand over top of his. "I'll be honest. I've had the hots for you since you started coming around. And then when I actually learned things about you I had a crush on you. And seeing you laugh with your friends, I've wondered what it would have been like if we had that kind of relationship."

Pete couldn't help but flash a genuine smile that he usually kept hidden. "Why didn't ya eva say anything?"

"You had a girlfriend, remember?"

"Right. Right. Forgot about that."

"Well that was the plan." Lauren giggled.

"So girls really dig the whole aggressive arse thing huh?" Pete asked amused.

"Oh yeah. There's something wired wrong in our brains. And the accent doesn't hurt either.”

Pete leaned back slightly in his chair and chuckled.

"Did I just make Pete Dunne laugh?" Pete didn't even try to hide it this time after she pointed it out. "Up until now I think I've only made you scowl."

"Yeah yeah, just don't spread it around."

"Don't wanna ruin your unlovable reputation, huh?"

They both sat in awkward silence for a few moments, neither knowing what to say next. Pete fidgeted in his chair slightly before standing up. Lauren promptly stood up along with him. He reached out and pulled her to him so her body was flushed with his, wrapping his arms around her in a bear hug. The act took her by surprise.

"Thanks." He said into her ear.

Lauren put her arms around her torso returning the hug. But her senses perked up. He was still holding her, his head down and his nose grazing her neck. The thought of his mouth that close to her, with his history of biting, sent an electric wave through her nerves. She tried to push those thoughts out of her head and hugged him tighter.

"Anytime Pete." She said lightly.

Pete broke the hug and stepped aside looking down at her smiling. She gave him a half hearted smile. She was glad that she was able to be there for him, and it seemed like there was a friendship forming between them. But she was a little disappointed that it wasn't going further. And embarrassed that she told him how she felt, and now she had to deal with him at work all the time with him knowing that. She didn't say anything as she followed him as he walked to the door.

"I'll see ya around, alright?" Pete said as he put his hand on the doorknob.

Lauren nodded with a smile. She closed the door behind him and leaned it against it sighing. She felt like an idiot. She was just hoping he wouldn't make a big deal about it at work. She began walking back to her bed. When she was a few steps away, she heard the door click. She turned around and saw the knob turning. It pushed open and Pete walked back inside.

"Hey. Everything okay?" She asked confused.

He slammed the door behind him and walked towards Lauren, throwing the room key onto the bed as he passed it. He made it to where she was and placed his bands on her hips and pushed her up against the wall crashing his lips down onto hers. Lauren put her hands up on his shoulders, bracing herself at his actions. He moved his hands from her hips up to her sides all while continuing kissing her neck. He traced along the top of her tank top before grabbing it with both hands and ripping it down the middle. Lauren gasped into his mouth. Pete didn't give her any time to adjust to what he was doing before his hands traveled back down her body and behind her thighs picking her up and pressing her against the wall. He tore his lips away from hers to slowly lick down her chest until stopping at her partially exposed breast. He lightly licked around her nipple a few times before taking it into his mouth. Lauren ran her fingers through Pete's hair, softly moaning. When he lightly bit down she moaned deeper and arched her back off of the wall. Pushing herself even further into him, she became even more aware that her legs were spread around him and she could feel herself getting wetter every time he nibbled.

Pete pulled her away from the wall and carried her over to the bed. Lauren laid on the bed looking up at him trying to catch her breath. He was looking down at her with his signature cocky smirk. He reached out and lightly grabbed the waistband of her pants before yanking them off and crawling on top of her. Pete nuzzled into her neck kiss and biting causing her to arch her hips up and feel the large bulge in his sweatpants. Lauren slid her hands under his shirt and scraped her fingers down his chest bringing a low growl from him.

"You are wearing entirely too many clothes." Lauren informed him.

Pete chuckled, but it wasn't the light hearted one from earlier, there was a deeper tone to it. There was something sexy in that chuckle. He leaned up onto his knees and peeled his shirt off.

Lauren took the moment to just look at him, kneeling in front of her with his hair hanging down partially in his face. Watching his eyes in the light. He could see her eyes glancing up and down his body.

"Is this what ya wanted?" He asked.

"Fuck yes." Lauren answered out loud, instead of in her head like she planned. "But this was supposed to be for you."

"Does it seem like I'm not enjoyin' it?"

"Well yeah, but what is it you want?" Lauren asked.

"Haven't been asked that in a long time. Honestly?" Lauren nodded. "I want someone to want to be with me. Not just use me ta get off and pass out. Someone who enjoys being with me. To feel loved."

Lauren leaned up so she was sitting up in bed facing him. "Really?"

"Yeah. Sounds stupid. I guess when ya with someone for so long those things kind of become lost."

"No Pete, they don't." Lauren said as she placed her hand on his face. "That's what happens when people stop caring."

The words hurt Pete, but deep down he knew she was right.

"Lay down." She told him.

"What?" He asked confused.

"Take your pants off and lay down. Let me take care of you." She said it in such a calming tone, you'd forget they were just dry humping each other.

He complied with what she asked. Lauren removed her underwear and straddled him. He rubbed his hands on her thighs She pulled off what was left of her shirt. Pete unknowingly bit his lower lip upon seeing her naked in front of him.

"Like what ya see?" She asked with a coy smirk

"Damn love."

"You sure you wanna do this?" She asked him.

"Love if you don't get on me right now I'm going to push you down and get back on top of you."

Lauren smiled and moved to slide herself down onto his dick. She gasped as she slid down. She could have guessed the size of it based on what he wore in the ring, but she didn't think it was as thick as it was. Pete hissed as she began riding him.

"Fuck babe. You're so tight." He commented.

"Yeah, it's been a while." She replied as she rolled her hips.

"You're so wet." He stated.

"I told you, I like you. Now are you gonna do commentary the whole time or just enjoy it?"

"Oh I'm enjoying it love." Pete said as his hands slid up her legs. He groaned as he saw her bouncing on him, her breasts bouncing along with her. He ran his hand along her body and brushed his finger onto her clit causing her to yelp. He liked the sound that she made and continued to rub along her clit as she rode him.

"Fuck Pete if you keep that up I'm not gonna last long." She warned him.

"You keep makin' those sounds I won't eithea."

Lauren pushed his hand out of the way and brought her upper body down so she could kiss him before moving to his neck. She began kissing and sucking on his neck like he had been doing to her earlier. Pete reached around with both hands to grab her ass. She was moving at a slow and steady pace, keeping with his grunts of pleasure. She would bite down on his neck every once in a while hoping to catch him off guard. He would squeeze his grip tighter pushing her at a different pace causing her to moan.

"Wait, Lauren stop." Pete said suddenly.

Lauren stopped and sat up. "What's wrong?"

"I wanna be on top." He told her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

Lauren wanted to stay on top and take care of him, but it's what he said he wanted to she switched positions with him. She had to admit having Pete in between her legs staring her down was something she had thought about several times. He began placing kisses down her collar bone as she ran her fingers through his hair again.

"Mmmm Pete, please." Lauren begged bringing a smile to his lips.

"Please what?" Pete asked as he ran his length along her entrance, teasing her.

"I know I'm being selfish at the moment but please, I need you." She moaned as she tried to push herself closer to him.

"Baby, I love hearing you beg." He said as he entered her starting slow at first.

"Pete, faster please."

Pete grunted before speeding up, loving the feeling of her needing him, He began to thrust harder as he sped up. Lauren wrapped his leg up around his waist to give him better access.

"Oh God Pete, I'm so close." Lauren said as she scratched her nails down his back.

"Let go for me love." He rasped into her ear.

Lauren grabbed onto Pete's face to pull him into a passionate kiss as she came. Pete finished shortly after her before collapsing next to her. Their session was relatively quick, but emotional and intense. They laid next to each other trying to catch their breath.

"Well, that was unexpected." Pete stated.

"Yeah, definitely didn't think that was gonna happen when I woke up this morning." Lauren agreed as she laid next to him.

"I'm sorry it wasn't really what ya wanted." Pete apologize.

"What do you mean?"

"Ya said you wanted aggressive, and ripping clothes off, and all that."

Lauren leaned up on her elbow and turned to face him. "That's one of the things I've thought about, but I really just wanted you Pete."

He responded by lightly placing his hand on her head and pulling it down to rest on his chest. Lauren laid there cuddling on Pete, which is something she never would have expected from him, and soon found herself falling asleep.

Around three in the morning Lauren jerked awake. She didn't mean to fall asleep. She didn't even realize she was that worn out. Or maybe just comfortable. The room was now all dark, Pete must have turned the lights out. She couldn't see anything but she felt over to the other side of the bed and it was empty. Of course it was. He came for what she said she'd give him and then left. He wasn't looking for anything beyond that. Lauren knew that when she offered him to come to her too, but she didn't think it would hurt that much when he was gone. She laid back down in her beg and pulled the covers up feeling pretty stupid. Just then she heard the toilet in her bathroom flush and the door open. Pete walked out of the bathroom and back over to the bed.

"Pete?" Lauren asked.

"Hm." He replied.

"I thought you left."

"Why tha hell would I do that?" He asked as he pulled up the covers and got back into bed next to her.

"You were gone. I thought you got what you wanted and left. Especially after I fell asleep on you."

"I believe you're tha one that wanted this love." He reminded her. "You’re the one that offered."

"Well, yeah…"

Pete wrapped his arm around her waist and held her hand, lacing his fingers in with hers. He nuzzled his nose into the back of her neck.

"I'm pretty glad you did though." He admitted. This was the most love he had felt in a long time. He really felt like the person he was with wanted him, needed him. That she was focused on him, and it made him want to be focused on her. He felt an actual connection, which is something that he had been missing.

"I'm not goin anywhere for awhile love." He said as he squeezed her into hug, pulling her body to his. "I loved those sounds I heard earlier. They drove me crazy. I look forward ta havin' ya make more."

Lauren giggled as Pete kissed the back of her neck. Neither knew what the future would hold, but right now they were both enjoying the moment.

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@takesarms || pete & becky

“stop starin’ at me like that. ‘s not that fuckin’ bad.”

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@ofdisarmhers || liked for the bruserweight 

he’s uncharacteristically quiet, almost to the point of worry.  his eyes are unfocused, his glare almost burning a hole in the wall in front of him. he takes a deep, almost steadying breath  as he glances up at her. 

               “how long ya been standin’ there?”

[luchagoth]

BRUISERWEIGHT BLEASE INTERACT

[warblgarbl4lyf]

Yesterday was amazing. I got to meet a wrestler that is currently top of my list for a lot of things. Lucked out too since he's likely gonna have more wwe commitments in the future, and the second easiest way to see him live involves hurriedly going to a US show he's booked on.. Or going to the UK to see him wrestle at home. So yeah, it was funny cuz we were super early and waiting in my car, I looked up and went "jesus christ" *points* - - I'd noticed Rickey Shane Page walking along with Pete Dunne. I wasn't too surprised RSP was there (he's got a show in Hamilton today). So we go in, it's humid inside and gross, whatever. We get bruiserweight shirts and watch til intermission when Dunne is gonna be out signing stuff. So lined up for that, got a photo signed and got to meet him, I was shaking I was so nervous but he's a really friendly guy, he liked my bruisercats shirt, said it was the first he'd seen in person. We went back to our seats and I got up again to get water. While walking by I see RSP poking his head out of the curtain watching, so I kinda looked over and he saw me and said hi. We had a quick chat (him confirming he was there visiting Pete that day, talking about the rides back from ToD where I'd spoken to him last, etc). Rest of the show was fine and the main event was amazing. Great match of styles between Dunne, Josh Alexander and Psycho Mike, and a bit of humour in there. Hard hitting and just a great match. Dunne won, Petey three belts now, and headed off. Got to line up for pictures after, and cuz I have a real camera (not my phone), there was some confusion by the person taking the fans photos lol. Dunne was very nice and even offered to take another if the picture didnt turn out good :3. I got to hold the UK belt which was awesome (.. Ok and a little sweaty seeing as it was post match XD). Just an amazing time. I'm actually crazy proud of myself for talking to him a little, approaching RSP and chatting with him, etc. Used to not even be an option, and it isn't always a day I can throw myself into social interaction like that (especially with someone 'famous'/that I admire). But I did it, so yay me.

[rabidwrestlingfan]

Making You Cry

Author's note: I have no idea where this came from. It just hit me. Have some angsty as fuck Tyler Bate. Hope you guys enjoy! - Blue "Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone" - All Too Well by Taylor Swift It had easily been the longest two weeks of Melody's life. Being back in Vegas was... wrong. Sure it was big and full of life, but it wasn't anything like where she had been the last year. A part of her would always be in the United Kingdom. Exploring the sites there had been amazing. In fact her life there was amazing, until suddenly it wasn't. It seemed that the almost constant fighting with Tyler had started out of thin air. After a few months of unsuccessfully working through things they both decided that it would be best to end it. There was no doubt in her mind that it had broken him just as bad as it did her. She had read once that you could love someone with everything in you, but love alone wouldn't always be enough. She knew now that was the truth. He knew how much she loved him and vice versa. They had told each other repeatedly before she got on the plane. Her parents had been kind and didn't shout any form of a 'told you so' when she called asking if she could come home. In fact everyone had been nothing but kind. Her younger brother, ever the proud new driver, had even began buying her treats and sitting through movie marathons with her. Charlie had welcomed her back to the gym with open arms. He hadn't even charged her. Best of all, not one person asked her to explain what happened. In fact it was like he had become Voldermort. No one even said his name around her. She was brought out of her thoughts by her phone insistently buzzing in her pocket. She knew who it was without looking. "Hey." She answered, trying to keep her voice level. He still bought butterflies and a quickened heartbeat. "Hiya, M. I wanted to let you know that it says the package is there." His voice sounded wrecked, and she hoped it wasn't because of what she thought. She decided not to bring it up. A breakdown in the middle of the street didn't sound particularly amazing. "I'm like ten minutes away from the house. Thanks for everything, Ty. It really means a lot." Her voice was soft even to her own ears. "Are you walking home alone? That's dangerous, Melody!" Tyler chided. She rolled her blue eyes with a sigh. "You sound like my parents! it's literally a fifteen minute walk, and I'm pretty sure I can handle some muggers." He let out a sigh of his own. "Well, I'm not hanging up until your home. How has everything been?" The small talk already felt forced, but she started walking again nonetheless. "Okay. Everyone has stopped giving me all their advice. My mom finally stopped asking me if I was pregnant, so that's nice. I didn't fully realise how much I hated timezones until now. They still treat me like I'm going to break." The words flowed like a river. Conversation with him had always been easy, except it had never hurt before now. She didn't tell him how many times she woke up completely expecting him there. She didn't tell him how much she dreaded going through the stupid package. She heard a forced chuckle on the other end. "You'd be surprised how many people over here thought you were pregnant. I don't know whether I'm more upset that people think I'd ever let you leave if you were or that it's a normal occurrence. It also kind of worried me that everyone thought that even though you had a match right before you left. I do understand the time zone thing, though. It gets to be bothersome pretty fast." He went quiet for a few seconds before he spoke again. "I'm sorry they think you're gonna break. If you.... God I feel so stupid saying this. If you need someone to talk to, I'm here. No matter the time or where I'm at. I'll answer the phone. I'll always answer the phone if it's you, Mel." His voice cracked at the end, and the tears filled her eyes. Why did it have to be so hard? "I-I know, Ty. You're amazing. You've been amazing since we met and you'll continue being amazing." Melody stated as steadily as she could. Judging by his immediate cursing he had heard the wobble anyways. "Christ, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. I'm tired of making you cry. You don't deserve to go through this. I'm sorry I just keep hurting you." His voice sounded so pained to her. It only made it worse. She had already been told that he'd dodged social interactions whenever he could. He stopped going out for drinks after shows, and kept to himself at shows. Even when he was talking to others he was noticeably sidetracked. "You don't, Tyler. Don't blame this all yourself, because you'll drive yourself crazy. Besides... you heard Tabbitha. Maybe we just need time. Maybe this will all blow over and we'll be happier than we ever dreamed." She noticeably left out the possibility of things not working. She couldn't imagine things not working. They had been people's first thought when they heard soulmate. She was his and he was hers. She had moved to England for him, and fought all the doubters. "I hope you're right." He finally whispered. She definitely knew now that he was fighting back tears. What she didn't know was that he was staring intently at a tiny box. He had bought it a couple of weeks before the fighting started. No matter how much he asked he couldn't get her father's blessing, but he got everyone else's. Tabbitha and Leena's were the two that really mattered. When Melody had moved out at seventeen, with her parents blessing, it had been with them to make life easier. They probably would have never met if she hadn't. He didn't ever want to imagine that. The ring was rose gold and lined with pink diamonds with a bigger white diamond in the center. It had cost a pretty penny, and he could care less. It was everything he knew she'd want in her engagement ring. Except she never knew he had it. It looked like she never would with how things were going. "I'm home." She finally broke the silence. "I'll see you in a few weeks, yeah?" It was selfish and he couldn't help it. Whatever was wrong he didn't think this much distance would help. But when she looked up one day and told him she thought it'd be best for her to go home he simply nodded. He wanted her happy. "Two weeks and four days." She answered sadly. He nodded even though she couldn't see. Would things be better then? Would they be worse? "Stay safe, M." He told her, accent thick with emotions. He refused to say the word goodbye. "You too, Ty." She replied lowly. As soon as the call disconnected he shut the ring box and put it back in his drawer. Only time would tell what the future held. Melody had sat outside to collect herself for a few minutes. Her parents were on their annual anniversary trip, but she had noticed her brother's car in the driveway. The first thing she seen upon opening the front door was a giant box pushed to the side. The box of heartbreak. "Hey, Mel!" Liam greeted her happily. She smiled at him before speaking. "Hi, Liam. I'm glad to see the house is still standing." They had been close as kids, but naturally grew apart as they got older. It was nice to have a bond again, even if it was partially because he was worried about her. "I was just heading out to grab some junk food. Do you want to go?" He asked. In reality he knew she'd want to be alone to go through the box. "I'm good, thanks anyways. BUT will you be the best little brother ever and buy me some brownies if you're near the bakery?" She asked with a pout. "I planned on stopping by there anyways. I'll be back in a little bit, alright? Then we'll have a movie night." With that he was out the door and she was left alone. Except for the box of memories she didn't really want to relive. That's how she found herself sitting on the couch with a bottle of soda and a box of tissues. She was finally almost through going through everything. Luckily nothing so far had been damaged during shipping. She hadn't even cried too extremely. Her hand blindly brushed against smooth glass and she immediately froze. She had gotten to the pictures. The first one just had to be the one that went on the dresser. It was the members of British Strong Style with the members of The Dynamite Dynamic and had been taken by Mark after a Progress show. Everyone looked happy. Tabbitha was showing off her engagement ring, Trent beaming beside her. Leena had somehow convinced Pete to give a miniscule smile. Her and Tyler were practically glowing they were so happy. It was her favorite picture. The tears got progressively worse the more she went through the pictures that had once decorated their apartment. Pictures off the life they had had for the last year and a half. Sadness turned to surprise when she realised there was a smaller box under the pictures. She would recognize that messy scrawl anywhere. After carefully removing the box she sat it on her lap and opened it. The first thing she seen was a note. "Kid, he's a fucking dumbass. He had the love of his life handed to him, and he let you go. I promised everyone that I'd kill him if he didn't fix your problems from the day you got the keys to your flat. If not for the hope I know you have his nuts would already be in his throat. He has a month. Hurry back to your real home and help us take over the world. - Pete" She couldn't help but chuckle. She knew how lucky she was to see the caring side of Pete. He had taken her under his wing, and even she didn't know why. She did know that she missed her best friends. The box was filled with things meant to make her smile. One of those things being a specially made pink Bruiserweight hat. She was shook from her thoughts by the front door opening. "I got pizza!" Liam yelled excitedly. Maybe things would be okay. Only time would tell.

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REIGN ON @REALMICKFOLEY - Again we like our storytimes here at this strange corner of the offices in #Toronto - Just sending another note to #Britain, #UK, #England, etc. from overnights & early mornings in North America to #WWEUniverse and @PeteDunneyxb (who are the greatest). Hey #Bruiserweight (🇬🇧), what are the odds we can convince brass @ #Stamford corporate to invest in all of our #standup comedy jams and acquire the rebroadcast & #vintage / #nostalgia potential as well as air rights for some sort of interactive #art & #prowrestling #historical tour? Also, could you ask @patricia_j what she thinks about a small (but innovative) concept in #retail #fashion & #clothing? 🇬🇧 I want to start a #tshirt and hat & other merchandise shop based on working with the dormant or expired branding, logos or old #photos & #vintage merchandise of old buildings and neighbourhoods. Not sure where or what city I would start this in? #NiagaraFalls, #Hamilton, #Toronto? Would this even work? Maybe in #Orlando or #Tampa? Can any of the @WWE #HongKong crew check in here? #BritishStrongStyle is f'n incredible! 🇬🇧🇨🇦🇺🇸 (at Toronto Underground Cinema)

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Live Review: WWE NXT [June 7, 2017] Leeds First Direct Arena

WWE brings its brand NXT to the uk for one-off dates around the country, and a three day stint at the download festival. Tonight, we get to watch it at Leeds, but how does it stack up compared to WWE's main roster house shows, Smackdown Live and Raw Live? 

The show starts 30 mins late, due to extra security searches at the entrance, in response to the Manchester attack, and the show starts with a 1 minute silence for the victims. After that, Lilian Garcia comes out to sing the nation anthem. This was a surprise to the audience, as we haven't seen her on TV since 2016, after announcing her retirement. 

The audience, is full of hardcore wrestling fans with the significant difference between this and a main roster show being the age. There aren't as many kids as you would find at a Raw or Smackdown show. This audience wants to see good technical wrestling at a fast pace, something the NXT brand delivers on the WWE network. 

Kassius Ohno vs Wolfgang is the first match up of the night, and after a lengthy wait, everyone is ready to see some in ring action! Although Kassius is one of the bigger names in NXT the crowd support is with Wolfgang, who was one of the 16 men from the British tournament in January. 

The two men deliver a good start, with my only complaint being, I wish it was sped up a little. If the pace of the match was 1.5 times faster then, this would have been a great opener. 

Kassius got the pin on Wolfgang, which at least meant the audience could sing along to his theme tune again! Next up is a six-man tag with Jack Gallagher & Mark Andrews & Trent Severn vs. Tino Sabbatelli, Riddick Moss and Lars Sullivan.

The crowd pop as soon as Jack Gallagher music starts playing and he enters the ring with his gentlemanly swagger! When the lesser known heels make their entrance, they are greeted  to chants of "Who are ya" to which moss responds by pointing to his name on the back of his jacket. It's some great heel work, and there is laughter at his frustration. The match involves Trent Severn heavily as he tries to get the hot tag, but he does a wonderful job of selling the heels. 

When he finally does get the tag, it's an unleashing of Jack and Mark, who both get to show their strengths in the ring. The match is finished by a wonderful Moonsault by Mark Andrews We then have an 'iconic' promo on the screen, where the duo claim to be in a handicap match later on in the night with Aliyah, but it is revealed to them that Aliyah has a tag team partner in Asuka with mention of the women, our next match is a singles match with Ruby Riot and Nikki Cross. 

During the match, the crowd are using their knowledge of Cross's Scottish heritage to create cleaver chants. As iron brew chants are thrown towards the ring, she reacts by kicking the ring post and yelling at the audience to shut up. It's fun, and it's that interaction which an audience enjoys. Between the chants though people remain pretty silent. The wrestling is ok, but nothing to get people cheering, and a slightly botched ending with a clearly blocked kick doesn't get anyone cheering at the end either. Next up is the match of the night, Roderick Strong vs Pete Dunne. The bruiserweight, being one of the most refreshing heels of recent times, is greeted with cheers as much as any face! 

The UK audience are clearly appreciative to the work he has been doing for British wrestling, including a match of the year candidate at NXT takeover Chicago. Rodrick Strong, is a perfect foil for him to unleash his bruiserweight style, and gets plenty of moments to show his technique. The match is a constant back and forth between the two wrestlers, with near falls having the audience on their feet. 

This is exactly the type of wrestling the NXT fans have come to see. After a hard fought match, Pete Dunn ends victorious, and the crowd are cheering. Not once does Pete let the cheering break his character, as he makes his way to the back with his belt in his mouth. Before the interval, we have one last match, and this is a fatal three way between Andrade Cien Almas, Eric Young and Aleister Black. 

From the audience reaction everyone is excited to see Aleister Black, and his entrance is slow and methodical as he enters the ring into his cross-legged meditative position. 

I was a little worried this would be a squash match, as most of his matches have been to an extent, but there is a lot of back and forth between all three of the wrestlers. From Almas' cocky poses, to Young's raspy heckling, to Black’s vicious kicks, each wrestler has his moment in the spotlight. It's worth pointing out that there were some incredible jumps over the top rope, for a house show. 

The only thing I wish I could have seen, was a little bit more of that cross-legged state we see from Black so much on TV. As this was a a three-man triple-threat match, it was all a little hectic for this I guess. Great match, with Black picking up the victory, with a devastating Black Mass. 

 After the interval William Regal hits the stage, and gives a heartfelt thanks to the WWE universe for making NXT what it is. He explains that the last 5 years have been the best of his career and gets chocked up saying it. Next up is the two remaining members of sanity, Alexander Wolfe and Killian Dain vs the Authors of Pain for the NXT tag team championship. We are reminded that anything can happen at NXT, calling back to over one year ago when Finn Balor lost his championship against Samoa Joe at a house show. 

The match is a hard one to get behind, as both teams are heels, but Sanity try to act as the faces, due to Dain's popularity in the UK independents. Fan chants of 'Dain,oh' from his work in the independents, help this but it's one chant that takes off in particular. This is "Hey, Hey Daino, oh ah, I wanna know if you shave your back" to the tune of Bruce Channel’s 'Hey Baby'. Even Dain seems to have a little chuckle at it. Wolfe takes most of the punishment in the ring, until the tag, when Dain gets in, and gets to dish out a little punishment. It never really feels like the title is in danger, and the Authors Of Pain get a dominating victory. Next up is the woman's tag match, mentioned in the earlier promo. The iconic duo, Peyton Royce and Billie Kay vs Aliyah and Asuka. The heels do a great job in this match, with their over the top antics. Even Aliyah and Asuka go over the top at times paying homage to Rikishi when they both deliver stinkfaces to the duo. The match is fun, especially Peyton Royce, who really plays up her role tonight. When Asuka gets in the ring, everyone gets destroyed, with the fans chanting Asuka's gonna kill you. It's a fair match, and fun, it's just a real shame Ember Moon is currently injured. By this point in the night, I think a fast pace wrestling match as oppose to comedy match, would have been appreciated. 

Next up was the main event. Drew Mcintyre vs Bobby Roode for the NXT championship. Drew is given a warm welcome, as the fans are already familiar with his work in the independents. Following his entrance, their is a long silence, with the audience hushing people. Then the glorious domination song starts playing and the entire house, is up on its feet singing along with the incredible theme song. Roode really takes his time making it to the stage, giving fans chance to continue singing his theme, and he takes it all in! The match itself is great, as Roode plays his cowardly heel is constantly working to help get Mcintyre over. 

His wrestling style is a reminder to the great heel wrestlers from the past, going for the low blow after the handshake. McIntyre towers over Roode, and really feels like a credible threat. They really play on the story of Roode trying to sneak a win. There are enough near falls during this match, including a kick out from a glorious DDT, and Roode wins by pinning with both legs on the top rope, helping to protect Mcintyre. 

Although he lost the match, Mcintyre looked great here and after losing the match, went onto deliver his finisher to Roode, and Taunt him with his title. He grabs the microphone, and tells the crowd, not only will he be the next NXT champion, but will go onto win the WWE heavyweight belt! 

 It's a great night, and although a lot of big faces were missing (Hideo Itami, Ember Moon, Tommaso Ciampa, johnny gargano) the talent available, put on a great show, with a mixture of humour and wrestling skill.

Words: Anthony Neylon

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@thecompetitor || pete && imogen

his head tilts to the side as he watches her for a long moment before speaks.

             “looks worse than it is.”

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In the end? It doesn’t even matter. ~ paige/pete

Just Joined the LPU || Accepting

Pete’s lip curled back from his teeth in a silent snarl before a look of indifference crosses the bruiserweight’s face. His shoulders lifted in a shrug, a soft sigh leaving him as helooked up at her.

       “Thought I meant more to ya then that, but doesn’t surprise me.Most people give up. ‘S a good call honestly. Don’t ‘fink ‘m worth it anyway.”

@valiantbeings || pete & paige

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@takesarms || pete & becky

he’s quiet for a long moment before he glances at her,  hand reaching up to run through his hair. he’s quiet for a long moment before he speaks, slowly and quietly. 

            “when’re they gonna stop fuckin’ ‘round ‘n give ya the belt?”

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@britishstrong || tyler && pete

      Pete’s not entirely sure why he’s going to find Tyler. Maybe a part of him needs some sort of validation that he’s going about this the right way. He shouldn’t need it though. He’s Pete fuckin’ Dunne. He shouldn’t need ANYONE’S approval, let alone Tyler’s. Yet here he is looking for him, seeking out the other man. He stands in the door to the locker room, arms folded across his chest staring a hole in the back of Tyler’s head without a word.

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’ i dont know if i need a hug or to fuck. ’ ~ paige and pete

F U C K || Accepting

his eyebrow rose and his head tilted to the side,arms crossing over his broad chest as he watchedher for a long moment. his shoulders lifted in a lazy shrugas he ran a hand through his hair. 

           “yeah well if yer lookin’ fer me ta fuck yayer shit outta luck love. not my type. too fuckin’ mental.”

@valiantbeings || pete && paige

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@britishstrong || tyler && pete

head lifts, eyes narrowing at the sight of the other man. arms fold across his chest, tongue darting across chapped lips before he speaks slowly. 

             “fuck you starin’ at mate?”

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@thiisisprogress || pete && jimmy hot topic havoc

a look of pure disdain crosses his face at the sight of the other. his lip curled back in a silent snarl, eyes shining with mischief as he shifted the weight of his two belts to rest on his shoulders.

     ”fuck ya starin’ at jimbo? wish these were yours eh?”

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@britishstrong | from ( x )

his lip curls back from his teeth as he tries to put his feelings into words.  was it because of tyler? partially, though it was more because of him. he  shakes his head, eyes sliding shut before he speaks. 

   “yes ‘nd no. ‘s more because of me than you.      ya deserve someone who’s not a complete prat.”fomcplete prat.”