#braun strowman fluff

[mrsarcherofinfamy]

●Braun Strowman x Reader●

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Standing backstage talking to Ivy Nile and The Creed Brothers, I feel a tap on my arm. I slowly turn around seeing Dominick Mysterio and JD McDonagh standing there smiling at me while a cameraman is standing behind them. I look at them unimpressed.

"What do you two want?"

"JD wants to know if you would...."

"No."

"You didn't even let me finish."

"Dom. You ask me every week if I will go on a date with JD. And every week I tell you the same thing. No I don't want to go on a date with him. I have a man. Leave me alone."

"You are lying. You don't have a man. Every week I ask you, he never shows up. And if you did have a man, I bet JD could beat him in that ring."

The camera man is in JD and Dom's faces. Than comes over to me and Ivy. I look over at her smirking.

"You think JD could beat my man?"

Ivy scoffs laughing looking back at me. I look back at Dom and JD.

"So JD, you wanna fight for me?"

He shakes his head yes as Dom puts his hands on his shoulders.

"Okay.... when do you want that beating?"

I cross my arms as the camera man is right in my face than an arm goes around my neck. I smirk slowly looking up as the camera follows my face to Braun Strowman standing next to me.

"Yeah! When do you want that beating?!"

I look at them smirking and they turn around running away. The camera man comes back to us as Braun turns my face towards him and kisses me hard infront of the whole world.

[madhatterbri]

Damian Priest Fics

All Fell Down - Y/N was in a relationship with Finn Balor. She starts getting closer with Damian Priest. He gets injured, and Finn finds out about their relationship.

Business - You and Damian cut a promo after he allows JD to take a beating.

All Fell Down Part 2 - The fallout costs Damian and Y/N their relationship. Part 3

Telephone - You and your love end up having phone sex because they’re a part on Valentine’s Day.

Brotherly Love - Reader is Drew's sister, and she is dating Damian Priest. He promised her that he wouldn't cash in on her brother and well.

Lucky - Summary: Can you please write a Damian Priest X Fem Reader Fluff Story?! Anything Comforting is okay

Rise and Fall - Fem!reader is Rhea’s protégé & after Rhea gives up her title due to injury, the reader decides to get that title back to Judgment Day w/o telling the group. The group is shocked when the reader comes out with her new look & wins the title. Damian/Reader becomes close while Rhea sees her as a threat that needs to be taken out.

My Girl - Can you please write something smutty/flirty with Damian Priest and Fem Reader where both are part of the Judgment Day and they constantly flirt with each other, after an successful Monday Night RAW they are out to celebrate and again Reader and Damian are constantly flirting and teasing each other which causes the rest of the Judgment Day Crew to leave them alone, Damian and Reader stand up to go back to his room where they have passionate sex and spending the night together in the morning after they lay in bed cuddling and Damian asks her to be his girl because the last night shouldn't be and one night stand.

Bet - Summary: A She’s All That AU where Damian accepts a bet that he can make fem!reader, who is a jobber or someone stuck at catering into a women’s champion. Thanx :)

Te Perdiste Mi Amor - Summary: Unspoken feelings hurt Damian and Y/N.

You - Reader is jealous of the attention Damian is getting since he became champion and talks to him about it. Smut. 18+.

Betrayed Me -

Summary: Can I prompt Fem!Reader is the one working with Liv. The last straw was when The Judgment Day got involved in her match against Becky & she lost her chance of holding gold. Liv promised something Rhea never did, and that was going after the Women’s tag titles. Reader also points out that TJD was already falling apart before Rhea got hurt & it was easy to make it look like everyone but her was working with Liv. The only thing that hurt the reader was that she had to betray her crush, Damian, but she had to put herself first for once.

Deal - May i prompt - TJD have a Liv Morgan problem but for obvious reasons can't go after her, however, Damain knows someone that can take care of her. Fem!reader is a member of Uncle Howdy's faction & has shown interest in El Campeon & is willing to help but Uncle Howdy isn't going to let Priest use her without a price & that price is an opportunity for the title. Please? Part 2 | Part 3

Challenges - Summary: If I may request - Liv holds a celebration for herself in the ring & calls out Dom to join her but instead it’s Fem!Reader (ex member of TJD who still has a soft spot for Dom & feelings for Damian). She calls out the lack of open challenges since Liv’s been champion & Liv should focus on finding a challenger rather than a “daddy”. Liv thinks the reader is jealous & hits a nerve when she brings up Damian..then all hell breaks loose. Thank you.

Business Deals -

Summary: Damian Priest x reader request, please?? 😀. Instead of Rhea being out with an injury, it was Damian, but his relationship with the reader isn't toxic like Rhea and Dom's. Reader is in a relationship with Damian and a member of the judgment day. However, when Damian gets injured, Y/N gets sick of Rhea's controlling ways and decides to do business with Braun Strowman behind their backs. On the night that reader finally turns on TJD and attacks Rhea, Damian returns and confronts her. You can pick a happy or sad ending, and btw, the reader didn't cheat on Damian.

Consequences -

Summary: Can I request: Something snaps in Fem!reader. After proving she has earned a title shot, reader loses against Liv Morgan because of Dom’s “help” & unlike Becky & Zelina; reader grabs a nearby bat & goes after him. TJD guides Dom away while Priest talks the reader down. Priest assures that Dom will face consequences & leaves. Reader isn’t waiting & finds that the clubhouse is unprotected & uses her bat to destroy everything, including the gifts that Liv bought for Daddy.

Part 2

Switching Sides -

Ulterior Motives -

I Had Some Help -

Unconditionally -

Hay Rides

Hero

"Friends"

Mistake

Opportunity

Flirt Part 2

Safe

Confession

Cuddles

Acquainted

Halloween

Jealousy Trend

Daddy

Christmas Shopping

Tag Team

[adamcoled]

running late | braun strowman

braun strowman x reader

day 6/25:

“you can’t run so it’ll be faster if i just carry you”

Being in WWE meant exhausting schedules and a profound love for any bit of sleep you can get. That being said, it made complete sense that when you heard your alarm go off at 8 o’clock in the morning, you pressed snooze to prolong your rest for a little longer. When you looked over and saw Braun was still fast asleep, it was far too compelling to stay in the comfortable bed with him rather than begin the hectic day.

You and Braun had a 10 A.M. flight to catch, but you figured you’d only sleep for thirty more minutes or so, and everything would work out fine. You trusted both your own body and Braun’s alarm to wake you up; however, you should have known he’s terrible at setting alarms, usually relying on you to make sure he’s up in time. He would certainly crumble without you.

Unfortunately, neither of those things happened, and when you did wake up, you glanced at the clock and saw the time in bright red. 9:25. The airport wasn’t too far away, however neither of you had even gotten dressed and you had no way of knowing what traffic would be like.

“Shit, shit, shit,” you mumbled, tossing the blanket off and springing to your feet, “Braun, wake up.”

“Tired,” he replied, groggy and half-asleep. You walked over to his side of the bed and placed your hands in his, attempting to pull him up despite how useless you knew the tactic would be.

“Come on, babe,” you groaned, still pulling. “We overslept and we’ve got 30 minutes to catch our flight.”

His eyes finally shot open to meet yours and he had to resist the urge to pull you down to the bed and close his eyes once more. If it was up to him, he would have disregarded the flight entirely and persuaded you to stay in the warm hotel bed with him. However, you were excited to return to your home and lay in your own bed, but that would be delayed if you missed this flight.

“We don’t even have enough time to get food,” Braun realized, his only concern with the situation. You weren’t interested in dealing with hangry Braun during the flight, though you knew it was much too risky to try squeezing in time for breakfast.

“Well maybe we would have time if you set alarms,” you pointed, throwing on the first outfit you could find in your messy suitcase. You stepped into the bathroom to brush your teeth and hair, and a few seconds later he joined you as well, wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you off the ground.

“I guess I should stop relying on your alarms,” he grinned, earning a look of agreement from you before he set you back down.

From there, it was a race to get ready, clothing being shoved into bags and eyes constantly meeting the clock. Finally, you were all packed up and you and Braun quickly made for the car, the time now 9:34. The airport was only 15 minutes away, luckily, but you were still fearful you wouldn’t make it in time. The only positive thing you could gain from missing your flight was being able to grab some food to satisfy Braun’s monster hunger, but even that wasn’t enough to entice you.

When you reached the airport at 9:48, you were confident you would make your flight – even if you were cutting it extremely close – and your heartrate had calmed down significantly. Once you had gone through the regular airport routine, the two of you were making a mad dash, weaving through people.

“Stop,” Braun randomly said, coming to a stand-still. “You can’t run so it’ll be faster if I just carry you.”

You gave him a perplexed look, utterly confused by his words. “What are you talking about? I can run just fine,” you responded, prepared to resume your trek. You never got the chance to do so because Braun scooped you up into his arms, people staring as he carried you throughout the airport.

“Just let me carry you, ‘lright?”

There weren’t any objections after that; if Braun wanted to carry you, then you would let him. You were, admittedly, a little embarrassed by the amount of looks you were definitely getting, but he seemed to be basking in it. The smile he proudly wore told it all; he was having the time of his life carrying you with so many people watching.

“You’re loving this,” you commented, laughing as he nodded immediately. He put you down as you were boarding, albeit very reluctantly, and once you were seated he pulled the top of your head to his lips.

“You should let me carry you more often,” he suggested, only partly as a joke.

“I have perfectly functional legs,” you giggled, watching him pout like a child who’d just been denied candy, “but I might just have to take you up on that offer anyway.”

And after that, you watched his face light right back up, You weren’t sure how anyone could actually find him intimidating, because to you, he was just a big teddy bear who wanted to carry you – and who were you to turn that down?

[writtingrose]

20 day’s of Kinks Master list;

The list

Day 1; Spanking with Jordan Devlin

Day 2; Hair Pulling with Jordan Devlin

Day 3; Bondage with Drew McIntyre

Day 4; Threesome with Drew McIntyre and Aleister Black

Day 5; Lingerie with Elias

Day 6; Roleplay with Elias

Day 7; Orgasm Permission/Denial with Seth

Day 8; Voyeurism with Aleister

Day 9: Exhibition with Finn

Day 10; Dominance with Drew

Day 11; Breeding with Elias

Day 12; Temperature with Elias

Day 13; Food with Finn

Day 14; Knife with Seth - Part 2

Day 15; Blindfold with Undertaker

Day 16; DD/LG with Becky

Day 17; Concentual Non-Con with Undertaker

Day 18; Anal with Finn

Day 19; Biting with Seth

Day 20; Collaring with Drew

[theworldofotps]

Monthly Flow Series Masterlist

WWE one shots involving that time of the month. (Includes: Mentions of menstrual flow{period}, blood, angst, fluff)

Hello everyone! This is a series I’m starting where I post one shots/fics of WWE wrestlers reacting to their partners/readers monthly flow. Hope you all enjoy! ______

His Hoodie-Finn Bálor 

Grumpy-Pete Dunne 

Tampons & Pads-Aleister Black 

Purple Rain-Drew McIntyre 

Avoiding-Braun Strowman 

Halloween In-Roman Reigns 

Products from The Man-Becky Lynch 

Did You Buy Out The Store?-Seth Rollins

I’m Here- Mustafa Ali

Soft For Only You- Damian Priest

His Queen- Bálor

[helplessly-nonstop]

From the Ground Up (Elias imagine)

Truthfully this has been in the works since April, so uh, here we go! Reader owns a ranch and Elias gets hired on a farmhand. This is definitely a slow burn so, uh, good luck! 

WC: 8467 words 

Warnings: this has so much angst, if you’re an AJ Styles stan, you might just wanna leave, mentions of sexual assault, mentions of abuse, Reader gets called sugar and dove, panic attack (kinda, sorta?) 

Tagging: @hardcorewwetrash​ @sporadic-fics​ @renegademustelid​ @neversatisfiedgirl​ @wrestlingfae​

“Hey, kiddo, you ready to do this!?” Braun called out to me as I locked the barn door for the night, giving my horse, Nutmeg a final pat on the back before letting her rest. I turned and grinned, letting out a whoop of excitement then raced towards my friends. Drew snagged me by my waist and twirled me before I crowed, ”Stop, we’re gonna be late and you know that Hunter hates when we’re late!” 

Laughter peeled around me as we hurried to get situated in the two trucks for tonight’s event. I was a bull rider but couldn’t travel due to the fact that I was keeping my family’s legacy alive. We began pulling away when Bayley waved a hand at me, shouting, ”Hat?” I reached a hand out my window and Kevin threw it to me, my fingers barely snagging it. 

With a tight grip on the black material, I swung it into the cab of the truck, slipping it onto my head. I turned to Drew who shook his head and muttered, ”Ye and dat damn hat.” I grinned in response then cranked up the radio, singing along with the current song playing. Sarah laughed at my ridiculousness then joined in on my antics, thoroughly driving Drew to his demise. 

When we arrived at the rodeo, he stumbled out of the truck and cried out,”Freedom!” Kevin, Bayley, and Braun laughed at his exclamation then we walked towards the arena where my “agent”, Hunter Helmsley, was pacing a hole into the dirt. I snickered and jogged over to join him. 

“Oh thank god you’re here! You’re up in twenty minutes and you’re riding Hydro.” I stared at him for a moment then took a deep breath. Hydro was a Hereford bull that weighed about a thousand and three hundred pounds with horns about two feet long. He was the biggest bull in the league and only two people had been able to stay on for the eight seconds needed to succeed. 

I nodded in understanding and met Kevin and Braun near the pin. Kevin Owens and Braun Strowman had been family friends since I was knee high to a grasshopper and when my grandparents passed, they stuck around to keep the farm thriving. They were the crazy bastards who encouraged me to chase my dreams of being a bull rider. 

“Hey killer, who you riding tonight?” Kevin asked, swinging his arm around my shoulders. I glanced up and murmured,”Hydro.” He sucked in a breath then slid away, stating,”And just like that, you’ve been demoted from murderer to murderee.” 

I climbed up on the gate and hung my head, muttering,”I’m going to die. He’s going to tap dance all over my ribs.” Braun rubbed my back and assured me,”No, no, you’ve got this, kiddo.” 

“Nah, he’s going to break dance on your ass. You’ll be feeling it for a while.” Kevin cut in, patting me on the back. I groaned, rubbing at my eyes, then Bayley and Sarah raced to meet us, the two of them rushing out,”Watch this new guy ride!” 

“New guy? Who is he?” I asked, turning to face the arena as my favorite rodeo clown, Karl Anderson, braced himself to yank open the door to let loose the beast and his new rider for eight seconds. 

“Name’s Elias Samson. Guess he just moved here from Philly.” Bayley informed us and almost in unison, our noses crinkled up. We hated having new people in general but when they were city slickers? It made it a thousand times worse. 

The only reason why we accepted Drew was because he had experience in roping and riding horses, something that we desperately needed. After AJ left, it was a bit difficult to handle the horses, so Drew was a perfect fit for the job. That and he had a cool accent but we never told him that part. 

But when we watched the young buck ride, it was a different story. He rocked with the bucks of the bull, almost gliding with the force. It was something that I wasn’t expecting out of a Philly man. 

“Hey, buttercup, you need to go ahead and get ready.” Sarah stated, patting me on my thigh. I leapt off the fence and braced for the impact, my spurs letting out a small chime as they dug into the dirt. I walked into my small, written off area then pulled my hat off before tugging my vest over my head. 

“Hi sugar.” I paused in pulling my glove on then turned to see the new rider leaning against my doorway. I raised an eyebrow then fit my hat back onto my head as I stated,”New guy. How’s it goin’?” He sucked in his bottom lip then informed me,”Took away seventy five points on my first night so…” I hummed in acknowledgement then fixed my chaps as I said,”Well congrats, young buck, but that’s nothing.” He laughed and a shiver raced through my body as he did so, then I heard, ”(Y/N) (Y/L/N) to the arena, (Y/N) (Y/L/N) to the arena.” 

I tipped my hat at him then stated,”See ya around, young buck.” 

I rushed to meet my team waiting for my arrival then Kevin and Braun grabbed my arms, yanking me up onto the gate before Bayley appeared, stating,”Alright, you are the only person riding Hydro tonight so you just need to last the eight seconds and get out of there before you get stomped on.” 

“Bays, that’s not a very good pep talk.” Sarah informed her girlfriend, patting her on the back. Karl peeked his head up then stated,”You’re gonna do great, kid.” I gave him a small smile then thanked him before winding my hand tightly in place. Braun looked down at me then said, ”When you get bucked off, you scramble like eggs in a hot skillet, you got me?” I nodded in agreement then braced against the bull, giving him a small pat on the back. 

Karl yanked open the door and out Hydro flew, bucking wildly. I gasped then tightened my grip, tensing my arm as my free hand hooked to my belt loop, forcing it to my side as he twisted and bucked around. In… Out… Repeat… Just need to last eight seconds. I leaned with his bucks, waiting for his next spin then watched as his legs flailed momentarily then he twisted once again, trying his damnedest to knock me away. 

As Hydro spun again, I dug my right spur into his side and he slowed his speed, only for him to pick up again. I tightened my thighs around him, listening to my chaps squeak quietly then a whistle blew over my head, alerting me that I survived my eight seconds. Now I just needed to clear the danger zone. 

I glanced over my shoulder then swung my leg over his head as he spun again, releasing my rope before I landed on my hands and knees, racing towards where my team was waiting. They pulled me upwards, freeing me from the angry bull. Drew pulled my hat off and ruffled my hair, chirping, ”Helluva ride dere, lil dove! Proud of ye!” I grinned at him then I waited for the announcer to inform the crowd and I of my score. 

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N) on Hydro has scored a ninety three.” The crowd roared with its approval and I let out a screech, ecstatic with my results. We exited the pen area and joined Hunter on the ground who congratulated me on the good work. I grinned at him then we walked back towards the trucks, ready to call it a night. I knew that Sarah and Bayley had found us a new farm hand who would be willing to help around the place and he was supposed to be at the farm bright and early.

“Hey, sugar, leavin’ so soon?” I turned on my heel then stated,”Hey, young buck, good to see ya again. Didja happen to see me?” 

“Yep. You did good.” I blinked a few times at him then he grinned, stating,”Kidding, I’m kidding. You did great. Never seen anyone take on such a big bull and get such a good score.” 

“Well you are a city slicker so that might explain a few things.” His eyes widened at my statement then Drew jogged up to me, wrapping an arm around my waist as he asked,”Ye ready ta go, luvey?” I raised my head and smiled at him, stating,”Yeah, just gimme a bit.” He kissed me on the temple then went back to the truck, the engine roaring to life. Elias gave me a small smile then said,”Well, I'll see you around, sugar.”

I nodded in agreement then joined Sarah and Drew in the truck, following Braun,Kevin, and Bayley out of the arena’s makeshift parking lot. I still needed to take a shower to wash away the dirt and sweat that the night had gifted me with, not to mention I still had horses and cattle to check on before I went to bed. 

I pulled my comforter over my head then groaned when I realized that the sun was up which meant that the new farmhand would be here anytime soon if he was punctual. I crawled out of bed reluctantly then joined Braun and Sarah downstairs who was drinking coffee while Bayley made French toast for what looked like an army. 

“Has anyone heard from this new guy?” Kevin asked, claiming the second to last cup of coffee that had been poured for everyone as he passed the island. I shook my head then Bayley chirped,”Yeah he’ll be here soon. He got lost.” 

Everyone but Sarah looked up at our favorite brunette then Braun asked,”He got lost? What, he’s not from around here or somethin’?” She shook her head and informed us,”No, he moved from a big city, said he always wanted to move south.” Scoffs sounded then we passed the large platter of French toast around, our group choosing however many pieces they pleased when the doorbell rang. 

Bayley’s head snapped up then she called out, ”Coming, hang on!” She twisted her apron around and it flapped behind her in protest as she ran towards the door to let the new guy in. But the rest of us were so focused on becoming lively for the day, we didn’t even register who was standing in the kitchen doorway leading in from the front door. 

“Well do I get breakfast too?” Forks clattered to the plates and Kevin choked on his current bite, Sarah pounding on his back while the rest of us turned to face our new farm hand. 

“Young buck. When you said that you’d see me around, I wasn’t thinkin’ you’d see me this soon.” I admitted, wiping my hands off. He grinned, shaking my outstretched hand, and stated,”Ehh, I figured I’d surprise you today instead of telling you yesterday.” 

“Well color us surprised then.” Braun rumbled, returning to eating. My lifelong friend hated new people and understandably so. In this day and age, there’s no telling who you can trust. Elias gave a tight smile then shot a nervous glance to Bayley who offered,”Go ahead and sit down, have some breakfast. There’s plenty to go around.��� 

Elias began pulling the chair out from beside me and we all shared a knowing look then Drew rumbled from the hallway entrance,”Dat's ma seat.” The new guy turned to face the Scotsman as he grabbed his cup of coffee, ruffling Bayley’s hair affectionately then kissed me on the crown of my head, claiming his seat. Elias ended up between Kevin and Braun then I grimaced as the two began talking around him. 

Oh Lord, here we go with the hazing. 

“Boys, quit your talkin’ and eat your breakfast.” Bayley snipped, sliding a plate full of bacon and sausage beside the French toast platter. I glanced around at my comrades then cried out,”Bull rider of ninety three gets first pick!” 

“You lil heathen.” Drew rumbled as Braun exclaimed,”Like hell you do!” And just like that, the three of us were engaged in a battle of forks for the best looking bacon and sausage. Laughter roared around us then I stabbed two pieces of sausage links, giving a shout of victory. 

“So young buck, whatdya think about our little town round here?” I asked before taking a bite of my prize, passing the plate of breakfast meats around. 

“It’s cute, I think I’m gonna like it here.” We all nodded in agreement and as we were cleaning up, Baron Corbin, my next door neighbor rushed into the house and shouted,” Cows are loose!” 

“Fuck!” we cried out, scrambling to slide our boots on then I darted out the door with Elias hot on my heels. I leaped off the porch and snagged my rope hanging off the railing then whistled at Nutmeg, who was thankfully in the mood to listen to me. She trotted towards me then I swung onto her back as Baron’s dog, Xavier came racing around the cows that had escaped the half broken gate. 

Elias opened the pen door for me to lead Nutmeg out after I fitted the rope into the loops of her halter then rode out to round up the miscellaneous cows. Braun kept a watchful eye on the rest of the cattle while Bayley helped me herd the loose ones back in their pen. 

I let Nutmeg back in her pen then turned to Elias, stating,”Your first order of business here? Fix the gate.” He nodded in agreement then I turned to Kevin, asking,”Can you show him where to find the field fence and tools? I’ve got to go work with Order.”

Order was a Belgian Draft stallion who was given to the farm by AJ as a parting gift. He was a skittish, not so little thing who stood at eighteen hands. I had his sister, Law, in a stall across from Nutmeg in the barn and because Order was such a large horse, we had to knock down the wall to his neighboring stall, letting him have the reign of the two. 

Kevin nodded in understanding then I grabbed the strawberries from the fridge that I had picked yesterday from the garden before walking into the barn where Order watched me with unsure eyes. I shook the bowl of fruit then slid into the pen with an outstretched strawberry to him. He took it from me gently then I smiled, grabbing the brush. 

About three hours passed and I was finally able to put the saddle on, but he refused to let me buckle it. 

I rubbed at his nose then Elias stated,”He’s beautiful.” I smiled up at him then replied,”Yeah, he is. He’s also a stubborn one.” Order nickered in protest and I could have sworn that he had rolled his eyes at me then I said,”You’re welcome to give him a strawberry. I’m about to let him out with Nutmeg and Law for a bit, get him to relax some.” 

He snagged one of the red fruits then offered it up to the stallion, who gladly took it, nearly chomping down on Elias’ fingers. I laughed at the surprise on my new farm hand’s face then said,”Alright, come on, let’s get this guy out in the pasture.” 

A full month had passed since Elias had rolled into town and proved his worth to the farm. Order had finally allowed me to buckle the saddle and take him on the trail around the river as long as someone else was riding Law with us. 

“Hey, dove, I have to go into town, I forgot the stuff to finish dinner.” Bayley informed me with a remorseful expression. 

“But.. but you’re supposed to go on the trail with me today.” I said, my tone becoming sadder with each word. She gave my hand a squeeze then stated,”I know! But I forgot that I needed to go to the store.” 

“Hey, is everything okay?” Elias asked, entering from the outside where he had been cleaning stalls. I sighed and hung my head, informing,”I can’t take Order on the trail today cause Bayley has to go into town.” He paused where he was finishing washing his hands then he offered,”Well, I could go with you.” Bayley and I turned to stare at him at the mention of his idea then he finished, ”Sarah’s been giving me lessons on my free days. I’m pretty good with Law.” 

My brunette friend shot me a knowing look then I agreed,”Alright, but if you’re not ready to go in the next ten minutes, I’m leavin’ your sorry ass.” He grinned, drying off his hands, then stated, ”Let’s get going then.” We saddled up the horses and led them out of the pen, mounting up outside to prevent Nutmeg from panicking. 

The first half of the trail was silent, with just the clicks of the horses’ hooves hitting the ground, then Elias asked,”So what’s the deal between you and Drew?” My head snapped over to him as we came to a stop at the river to give the horses a drink of water and rest for a bit. 

“I’m not sure whatcha mean.” I muttered, settling on a large rock after I tied Order to the big oak tree beside the bank. He raised an eyebrow at me and questioned,”Is that so? I mean are you guys together, dating, fucking?” I scoffed, rolling my eyes, then I replied,”None of the above. Drew and I are just friends.” He laughed and settled beside me as he stated,”With the way that man looks at you, I’m surprised you haven’t noticed it.” I raised an eyebrow as I settled beside him then questioned, “Oh yeah? And how does he look at me?” 

“Like you’re a five course meal that he’s ready to devour.” Elias informed, cupping his hands together to get some water to drink. I laughed at his statement then muttered,”Yeah, alright, pal.” My phone began ringing in my saddle bag and I reached inside, checking the screen, raising an eyebrow when I realized that it was Sarah calling me. 

“Hey, girlie, what’s up?” 

“AJ and Luke is here.” I ended the call quickly then rushed out,”We have to go, we have to go now.” He gave a questioning glance but mounted Law without a protest nonetheless. We quickly picked up our speed riding on the trail then when we arrived at the ranch, I immediately noticed the big truck sitting in my driveway. I led Order back into his stall and he neighed in protest, so I gave him a sugar cube so he would keep quiet. 

I exited the barn and brushed my jeans off, approaching the front of the house where Kevin, Sarah, and Braun stood with hatred burning in their eyes. I approached them and settling on the porch swing, asking,”Styles, to what do we owe this not so pleasurable visit?” He turned to face me, his familiar arrogance crossing his expression as he smiled at me. 

“My my, little dove, you are lookin’ prettier as you age. But comin’ to sweep ya back off ya feet isn’t why I’m here. I’ve got a fine offer for ya, if you’re willin’ to take it.” I gritted my teeth then forced back my well thought out murder scenario with AJ as the star victim before I replied,”I’ve already told you and your head honcho right there; I’m not looking to sell the ranch.” He sighed, in faux disappointment, and stated, ”Three years and you’re still not giving up on this damn place? What gives?” 

“I’m not a sellout.” I snapped, stepping toe-to-toe with the smug Georgia man. He let out a fully belly laugh then replied,”Oh trust me, sweetheart, I’m well aware of that. But just be cautious of the company you keep. There’s no tellin’ where a snake might be lyin’.” His blue eyes danced across the faces of my friends then turned back to me.

“Too fucking bad you didn’t give her that advice sooner. Could’ve avoided you like the plague you are.” Kevin bit out, cracking his knuckles in warning. Luke gave a sarcastic laugh then rumbled,”I’ll crush you like a pancake, Owens.” 

“Then step to it, Gallows.” Braun growled in response, raising an eyebrow as a challenge or even a warning perhaps. I slid between the men then shoved AJ backwards, spitting,”Get the hell off my property, Styles, before I call in the Sheriff and you know damn good and well that Shawn is still pissed at you.” 

His lips twitched to fight back the anger that was beginning to seep through his exterior then he stepped backwards, taking Gallows with him, calling over his shoulder,”You have a nice night now, dove.” 

“You lost the privilege to call me that three years ago, you son of a bitch!” I snapped, beginning to charge at him when Elias appeared and scooped me up by the waist, yanking me backwards as he crowed, ”Hang on there, sugar, no need to go for the soccer mom’s head.” Styles’ blue eyes flickered with annoyance at the side comment that my farm hand made then hopped into his truck, driving off like a bat out of hell. 

“Sonuvabitch is just lucky that Bayley wasn’t here. She’s been itchin’ to claw his eyes out for the betta part of three years now.” Braun mumbled as he, Sarah, and Kevin made their way back up to the house, the taller man tucking his leather gloves into his back pocket. Noncommittal mumbles answered the North Carolina man’s statement then I glanced down, realizing that Elias still had me by the waist, my feet dangling a good six inches from the ground. I glanced up at the hazel eyed man then murmured, “You plan on lettin’ me down anytime soon?” He looked down at me and gave a sheepish grin, settling me back on the ground as he apologized, “Oh, I’m sorry, my bad. Um… so who was that dick anyway?” 

I stared at where AJ’s truck had left minute ruts in my grass then replied, “No one important.” I stepped away from him and asked, “Would you mind putting away the horses? I forgot that I have a few things that I had to sort out for Hunter and if I don’t get it down by Wednesday for my meeting, I think he might just grow his hair long again, just so he can rip it right back out.” 

We laughed briefly then separated. As soon as Elias was out of sight, I raced up to the house and snagged a bottle of water from the fridge, chugging nearly the entire thing as Sarah asked, “You’re not going to tell him who he is, are you?” I settled the fourth of water back on the counter and stared at the marbling of the island as I answered, “I really don’t know.” 

Braun sighed, pulling out the rum and pineapple juice, stating, “Well, that’s your prerogative but I’m gonna go ahead and say this: that boy’s eyes get bigger than the moon when you’re around and I do believe that you’d be a good match for that boy out there.” I watched out the kitchen window as Elias rushed to help a freshly returned Bayley with groceries. It was obvious that my old friend had seen AJ and Luke leaving the property as she pulled into the driveway. 

“Yeah… I know. That’s what I’m afraid of.” 

We ended up settling in for the night with a couple decks of cards and alcohol to ease the tension that the two snakes had drug into the ranch house. 

“This was a terrible decision.” Bayley hiccupped after our third game of Kings. We played with two decks of cards, since there were so many of us, and the young brunette had unfortunately been paired with Elias as a mate when he drew the eight of diamonds. He had somehow managed to draw the majority of the eights and the man was not shy about drinking on the beer that Sarah had poured him. 

“You’re just a lightweight, doll face.” Elias slurred in return, flipping over his freshly chosen card. She went to flip him the bird, only to end up tilting into a sober Sarah’s lap, who just sighed, shaking her head. 

“Okay, I think it’s time to call it a night.” I admitted, finishing off my second glass of water. The first time that I was drunk, I had the worst hangover the next morning and from that day on, I swore that anytime I had any alcohol, I would drink at least two glasses before deciding to go to bed. Sarah helped her girlfriend to their shared room then Kevin and Drew bid us good night, the pair obviously remembering that they had some work to finish early in the morning. 

Braun and I began collecting the miscellaneous cards that had been flung across the room as Elias put away the liquor that had been brought out for our night of fun. Braun flickered his gaze over to me then muttered, “You should tell him now.” My eyebrows furrowed at his statement and I started to ask him what he meant, only for it to dawn me just seconds later. 

“What, no, that’s stupid! Why would I tell him now? He won’t remember it!” I hissed, flicking his bicep as I passed him. My tall friend raised an eyebrow and waited for a few seconds then it dawned on me- that’s what I wanted. I wanted to confide in Elias what kind of bastard AJ Styles really was but I didn’t want him to remember it because I wasn’t prepared for the questions to follow. If I told him while he was drunk, the questions would likely be put on hold at least until morning or I could get lucky and he wouldn’t remember the conversation at all the next day. Either way, it was time to come clean. 

“Elias, you asked me about the son of a bitch who came to the house today, right? Well, that’s AJ Styles, the bastard who wants my family’s farm.” I informed the curly haired man, claiming one of the stools that Sarah had brought in from outside. 

“Okay, but why does he want it so bad?” Questions were expected, especially since no one had given the poor man any insight on the past AJ and I shared, but I was aiming to give vague answers that would satisfy his curiosity. Judging by how drunk he was, I was hoping that my half assed answers would be good enough for him. I sighed and settled down at the table before I replied, “AJ and I were engaged when my grandparents died and they had it in their will that I would get the ranch no matter what. AJ thinks that even though we broke up, he deserved at least half of the place. But as long as I’m here, that’s not going to happen.” 

“Why’d you break off the engagement?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at me. Braun glanced up from where he was putting away the clean dishes then he stated, “Shoulda seen that one comin’, dove. Might as well tell him it all.” I kicked the chair beside me out from underneath the table then nodded at it, offering, “You’re gonna wanna sit for this one, it’s kinda a mind fuck.” He did as I suggested then Braun claimed the seat behind me, prepared to help me through the story that I often avoided telling people. 

“AJ and I were childhood friends. Him and his family had moved here from Georgia when we were both youngins and we got along great all through school and college. Even though he was older than me by years, he was my first love… he was a lot of my firsts. First kiss, he took me on my first date, and yeah, he took my virginity. I was 22 when I finally figured out that I wanted to take over the ranch. I had always had a passion for this place and all of the animals and responsibilities that it came with. But I also wanted to ride. Bull riding was my first love over it all and everyone who knew me well enough could acknowledge that fact. But AJ wanted me to quit and I wasn’t willing to.” 

I paused in my storytelling, taking a drink of the water that Braun slid me, then took a deep breath, preparing myself for the rest of the tale. Elias leaned forward and murmured, “Hey, you don’t have to tell me. Eventually you’ll be fully ready to talk to me about it and if tonight isn’t it-”

“No… no, it’s okay, really. I need to get this out of the way. Um, so when my grandparents died, AJ tried to convince me to give it all up so we could take care of the ranch. But when I told him no, he uh… He didn’t take it very well. He popped me right in the mouth with a slap. Told me that no wasn’t an option anymore and it was time to walk away from the riding. After that night, I agreed: no more bull riding.” 

“But it wasn’t just the thing that I loved most that he took from me: he secluded me from Kevin and Braun, told Bayley and Sarah that I was always busy with the farm. And it only got worse from there. Anytime I would refuse him on anything, he’d beat me bloody, until I was laying on the floor begging for his mercy, apologizing until that was the only thing that would come out of my mouth. One night, I finally had enough. He wanted to talk about who’s name should go on the mortgage of the ranch.”

“I told him that my name was already on it, thanks to the will. Guess that’s what happens when you have one of the best damn lawyers in the town as an old family friend. AJ wasn’t willing to take that as an answer. He decided that he needed another approach, so he tried… he tried to uh..” 

I blew out a slow breath and ducked my head between my knees, determined to get my breathing back under control before I flew into a panic attack that would decommission me for the week. Braun let a soft hand on my back then began to rub slow circles, grounding me back to the present, before he murmured, “You don’t gotta tell him the rest. I think he gets it.” I hiccuped softly as tears began to stream down my face then sat back up slowly, insisting, “No. No, I need to get this off my chest. I can do this. Just give me a minute.” 

The two men just watched me, waiting for me to say something, then I let out a sob, prepared to reveal the rest of the nightmare that my life had become years ago. I pushed my hair out of my face and said, “He tried to rape me. But he wasn’t expecting me to have my family waiting outside with Shawn for the bastard to make a move. I screamed faster and louder than anyone was expecting and before the sonuvabitch knew what the hell was going on, everyone was inside and Braun and Bayley was ready to commit murder.” 

“Shawn was gonna help us hide the fucker’s body while we were at it too.” the taller man rumbled, cracking his knuckles at the memory that flashed through our minds. 

“You’re damn right we were gonna kill that bastard.” Bayley hissed and we turned towards the hallway where my family stood. I sniffled at the statement then walked towards the group of people, Drew pulling me into a tight hug when I got in arms length. I wrapped my arms around his waist and began to cry into his shirt as my friends joined our hug. 

“Shh, it’s okay, that son of a bitch won’t ever touch you again.” Kevin assured me, cupping my face to kiss me on the forehead. It was an old technique that he and Braun often used to calm me down and admittedly, it made me feel more human. Sarah and Bayley squeezed me into one of the tightest hugs that I had received from them in a while but it was almost like they were pressuring all of the pieces that AJ had broken away from me back together once again. I was their Humpty Dumpty but this time, the King’s Knights had super glue on hand. 

I heard the chair screech behind me and I turned to face Elias, prepared for his reaction. When I had told Drew the truth behind AJ and I, the Scot tried to hunt the fucker down in the middle of the night, prepared for actual murder. But what I wasn’t expecting to see, was the curly haired man crying. 

“Elias! Don’t cry, it’s okay! It was three years ago… Really, I’m okay. I’ve got the best support system a girl could ask for and with you along for the ride, I couldn’t ask for anything more.” He sniffled and pulled me into a hug, murmuring into my hair, “I’m sorry. A person like you should never have to deal with something like this. I- I’m here for you.” I gave a small laugh and returned the hug. He had taken it significantly better than I was expecting but it made me feel so much better. He didn’t reject me because of my past. 

“Alright, I think it’s about time for us to head to bed. We’ve had a hell of a day and someone just had to reveal her tragic backstory to our young buck, so now we’re all teary eyed and blubbering.” Kevin joked, shaking his head. I poked him in the side and we all separated to our respective bedrooms. I settled underneath my blankets then turned on the lamp that sat on my desk after turning off the lights. After everything that AJ ever did, I refused to sleep in complete darkness, in fear that he would sneak in and try to do something while I was asleep. 

The next week was a bit uncomfortable because it seemed like Elias was now walking on  eggshells when dealing with me. We didn’t speak much, due to me dealing with the harvest that we needed to finish. October has always been the busiest month for the ranch but even still, I figured that he would at least attempt to make conversation with me in passing. But that’s when Bayley came into play. 

“What do you mean he doesn’t want to intrude on me?” I asked, crossing my arms. Sarah and Bayley exchanged glances, uncertain on how to explain, then the longer haired woman sighed, answering, “He doesn’t want to push you to do anything. Dove, I think this guy really cares for you and he doesn’t want to fuck it up. Can’t say I blame him. Maybe you can just talk with him, tell him how you feel about the whole distancing thing.” Bayley nodded in agreement and chirped, “I know that you feel the same about him and I’m not saying that you should go out with the guy but you should at least tell him what’s going through your head.” 

“Hmm… yeah, I guess that makes sense. Hey, Bays, don’t you have to go into town today?” I asked, glancing over at my close friend. She glanced up from where she was writing something down then answered, “Yeah, why?” Pointing down at the list she had made earlier, I questioned, “That the list of things that we need?” She nodded and handed it over to me without a second thought, clearly catching onto my plan that I formulated in seconds. 

I walked out the door and scanned the yard in search of my farm hand, zeroing in on where he was chatting with Braun and Kevin beside the cattle pen. Cupping my hands around my mouth, I took a deep breath and shouted for him, snickering when he jerked his head to look at me so fast that he nearly tripped. He rushed over to me then flashed a smile as he stopped, glancing up at me. I stared at him for a moment then tipped his hat upwards, fixing it to where I could see his eyes. 

“Uh, what’s up?” he asked, clearing his throat. I gave a small cough and fidgeted with my own hat as I answered, “You and me are on errand duty. Bayley and Sarah are working on the tractors so you get a day in the town with me.” He grinned at me then chirped, “Sounds like a plan to me.” We piled into my truck and off we drove into town with our first stop being the grocery store. I glanced up at him as he grabbed a car then asked, “Do you just want to shop together or split the list and get our respective items?” 

“I think if we split up, we can get this part of the trip done with faster.” he suggested, holding his hand out for his list of items. I nodded in understanding then grabbed my own basket, prepared to zoom through the store for my objects. And it was going so well until I began heading towards our agreed meeting spot. I was walking towards the check out when I bumped into someone, my hat fluttering to the ground. 

“Hey, watch it-” Immediately I paused in my statement, freezing when those blue eyes met my steely gaze. Styles grinned at the sight of me and chirped, “Oh ho, well if it isn’t my lil dove. Where’s your guard dog, darlin’? Leave him at home to watch over the cattle?” I snatched my hat off the floor and snapped, “Not that it’s any of your business, but Elias is here with me. Now if you’ll excuse me, you slimy bastard, I have to get back home.” 

I began to walk away, only for him to grip my wrist, yanking me back to face him. I froze in his grasp then he murmured, “Good to see that ya still react like this. Now, I think it’s about time that we sit down and have a nice lil chat between the two of us, dontcha think?” I started to tremble in his hold, mind and body both failing to do anything to protect me, then someone snapped, “No, that’s not gonna happen.” AJ turned to face Elias, blue eyes now har, then he chirped, “Well, I’ll be. She didn’t even have to whistle but the dog still came a-running to her side. She’s got you well trained, huh, young pup.” 

“That’s Elias to you, bastard. Now, let her go. I won’t ask again.” The two stared at each other then AJ lifted my arm before releasing my wrist, a small chuckle filling my ears as he backed away and he said, “I’ll see ya around, darlin’. We still need to have that chat.” And with that, Styles disappeared into the crowd of people that had surrounded us, clearly eager to see what the young buck had in him. 

Elias cupped my face then touched his forehead to my own, murmuring, “You okay there, sugar? Hey, talk to me.” I buried my face into his chest as I shook my head, eager to just disappear from sight, then muttered, “I just wanna go home. I-I just need to get out of here.” He nodded in understanding and replied, “Alright, it’s okay, just breathe with me. Let’s pay for these groceries then we can go home, okay? Come on, here, take my flannel.”

He pulled off the checkered material then draped it over my shoulders before scooping the basket out of my arms, leading me into an empty check out. He placed all of our items onto the conveyor belt then I reached for his hand, giving a quick squeeze. Elias glanced down at me and returned the squeeze, pushing the cart towards the bagging area. 

“I’m sorry about that, darlin’. I’ve been there before.” the cashier admitted in a soft tone, giving me an apologetic nod. I inched closer to Elias and mumbled, “I’m sorry that you had someone do that to you. I hope you’re out of that relationship.” He nodded and finishing bagging our items as he answered, “I am. Now I’m happily married and my husband is the best man I could ever ask for. I think you’ve got yourself a good one, if I do say so myself.” 

I glanced up at Elias and attempted to lean away from him, only for him to tug me back into his side as he chirped, “She’s my sugar, wouldn’t trade her for anyone else in this crazy world. My eyebrows furrowed then he kissed my forehead, only to turn back to the cashier 

to pay for our items when I gaped up at him. Elias flashed a smile to the man working the counter then chirped, “Thanks man, have a great one.” He finished putting our groceries into our cart and tugged on my hand, pulling me out of the store. 

“Hey, keys, sugar. You’re not driving, not when you’re like this. C’mon, hand ‘em over.” he encouraged, reaching his hand out for the key ring that was looped on my pants. I unhooked the clip and dropped them into the palm of his hand, climbing into the passenger seat of my truck. Seeing AJ so soon after the conversation that I had with Elias had me shook to my core and I couldn’t help the fact that I was still trembling. He quickly put the groceries in the bed of the truck and joined me in the cab, turning the engine over. 

“Elias,” I murmured, causing him to turn to me, “I asked you to come with me so we could talk about why you weren’t talking to me. I know that you don’t wanna push me. But to be honest, not talking with you is kinda killing me.” He stared at me for a while then tangled his fingers with my own before bringing it to his lips and he murmured, “Okay. Okay, I’m sorry. I won’t stop talking with you again. Promise you, sugar.” I slid closer to him and he wrapped his arm over my shoulders, pulling me into his side as he backed out of the parking lot. 

“Put your seat belt, you heathen.” Elias joked, but I did as he requested, knowing that I did need the safety mechanism on anyway. We drove down the road like that, his arm around my shoulders and my head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat echoing around my head. We pulled into the drive and I took notice of Kevin and Braun watching us like hawks from the porch, the men clearly hiding their thoughts from their expressions. Part of me was desperate to find out what they were thinking but another part was begging me not to ask my closest friends how they felt. 

We slid out of the truck from the driver’s side then Elias nudged me towards the house, encouraging, “You go ahead, I’ve got these. Go relax, you deserve it.” I dragged my feet as I walked to the house and my oldest friends came to a stand when I approached the porch. The two knew me so damn well, I didn’t even have to say anything about what happened at the store. 

“AJ, wasn’t it?” I scratched at the back of my head and gave a timid nod, ducking my head. Braun gave a sigh and pulled me into a hug, muttering, “Bastard’s gonna catch you on the wrong day and we’re gonna be with you for it. You need a nap, kid?” I nodded and Kevin patted me on the back before he stated, “Go on in, we’ll wake you up for dinner.” 

“Those sonsabitches didn’t wake me up for dinner.” I growled when I reached the kitchen. The light was now off and a note was attached to the fridge: ‘Dove, I know we said that we were gonna wake you up for dinner, but when dinner got done, we all just kinda agreed to let you sleep. You definitely needed it. Food is in the fridge for your three am meal. See you in the morning, don’t stay up too late.’ There was miscellaneous signatures at the bottom of the note and I could faintly made each name. All of my friends had orchestrated what was supposed to be a measly fifteen minutes into a nine hour nap, something that I both loved and resented them for. I did need the sleep but now my sleep schedule was going to be seven ways of fucked for the next week. Fantastic.

I shrugged and opened the fridge, ready to eat whatever the group had wrangled together for dinner. I scanned the labels of the containers and paused when I read, ‘Dove’s Dinner for After Her Nap’. Rolling my eyes, I pulled the dinner out and removed the lid before sliding it into the microwave to reheat the mashed potatoes, barbeque chicken, and carrots that was made. I stirred them a few times every minute then pulled the container out, glancing at the clock: 2:28 in the morning. October was the perfect time for stargazing and since I was the only one awake, I could take advantage and watch as the stars glisten above my head. 

I grabbed a pop and walked out of the house, prepared to settle on the stairs of the porch, only to pause. Elias was sitting on the steps, head tilted up to the stairs as he hummed a tune that I didn’t recognize. The screen door swung shut behind me and he jerked to face me, surprise written across his face, then he smiled at my appearance. 

“Hey, Sleeping Beauty, how you feelin’?” I narrowed my eyes him then replied, “I told you guys to wake me up for dinner and instead, you let me sleep for the rest of the day. I’m annoyed.” He slid over and patted the space beside him, saying, “Yeah, but now you look better, so you’ll be okay. Come on, sit, eat, watch the stars with me.” 

I pursed my lips at him but sat down nonetheless. They did it for my own good and as annoying as my altered sleep schedule was, I couldn’t be mad at them. I settled on the step and began to eat my dinner as Elias returned to stargazing, that tune quickly returned but it wasn’t loud enough for me to try and figure out who the artist was. 

“What’s that song?” I inquired, swallowing the last of my carrots. He glanced over me and smiled then answered, “Sweet as Sugar. It’s my song, why?” I paused at the song title then set my half eaten dinner on the floor of the porch  before turning to face him all the way and asked, “Sweet as Sugar? Like sugar as me?” He leaned closer and raised an eyebrow at me, murmuring, “Maybe. And if it is?” I slid even closer then mumbled, “Maybe I like that you wrote a song about me. What’s the lyrics?” 

“No lyrics yet. At least, not ones that I’m willing to give you. It’s still a work in progress but I dunno… you just make my heart sing.” he admitted, hazel eyes fluttering to meet my gaze. I smiled softly at his statement then cupped his face as I replied quietly, “Oh good, I was wondering if you felt the same. I kinda feel like our friends have been making bets on how long it would take for us to get together.” 

“They definitely have been making bets. I caught Bayley and Kevin arguing the other day over how long it would be until we held hands with each other.” Elias informed me and I snickered, shaking my head, then paused as I whispered, “I wonder if they’ve made bets over when we would kiss.” He cupped my jaw and tilted my head up to him, answering, “Oh, for sure. The sons of bitches are shameless after all.” 

“Who do you think is the closest?” Elias paused at my question then replied, “I don’t know. We won’t know until we kiss, ‘member?” I blinked up at him and tangled my hand in his shirt, pulling him closer until our noses brushed, then asked, “Are you going to kiss me then, young buck?” 

“As soon as you tell me to, sugar. I’m not doing anything without your permission.” My chest ached at his statement and I murmured, “In that case, Elias, would you please kiss me?” He cupped the other side of my face and pulled me to him, kissing me softly. My lips parted and I sighed into his mouth, delighted in the tenderness that he offered, then he backed away. 

“Wait, where are you going?” I asked as he stood up. Elias glanced over his shoulder and replied, “I’m going to bed. You’re going to finish eating your food then you’re going to bed. And in the morning, I’m taking you out for breakfast as our first date. Sound good?” I stared after him wordlessly, stunned that he could be so suave after kissing me, then began to finish eating my dinner, only to pause when I heard a quiet whoop. I squinted through the crack of the front door and snickered when I saw the man I just kissed doing a ridiculous dance, pumping his fist into the air. Ahh, so he wasn’t as unaffected as I thought he was. 

Elias was someone who I wasn’t expecting to come along and simultaneously fix and shake up my world, but I couldn’t have been happier to find someone who fit the missing piece of my life puzzle so well. For years, I was unsure on whether I would ever find someone who could fix the damage that AJ Styles had caused me, but now that I had this young buck? I was more than certain that life was looking up.

[luvambrylayn]

Four Stories in the Works

I have four main stories that I am working on. An AJ Styles Easter One Shot, an AJ/Finn Balor slash fic, that AJ and wedding bride that I have been working on forever, and a Braun Strowman one because he has been making me feel a certain way. As soon as I get organized I swear you all are in for a treat. AJ Styles Easter one is up first. Probably tomorrow.

[imagineall-the-fandoms]

#41: “All the other hotel rooms are booked” & #43: “Please, I need you to forgive me” WWE

From @hardcorewwetrash “Hey hi hello this is hardcorewwetrash! Would you do a combined 41 and 43 from your WWE prompt list with Braun please? Thank you, you’re fab!”

Author’s note: Angst, Fluff

Requested: Yes

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My day was a shit show to but it bluntly.

It all started when my boyfriend, Braun, and I got into a fight over something stupid.

~1 pm earlier that day~

    “Braun, do you know where my gear is? I can’t find it anywhere and we have to leave soon!”

Braun was sitting in the living room watching who knows what while I was frantically trying to pack for a road trip. Thankfully it was only a few towns over. He packed the night before which is what I should have done, but I was too busy trying to figure out our schedule for when we were on the road.

    “Braun?!”

I swear I could hear him sigh from the other room of the apartment. 

    “Babe, I don’t know where you put it.”

    “Damn it!”

I put my hands over my face and screamed into them. I was so stressed and he wasn’t helping me. I heard him get up and walk into the bedroom.

    “Are they in the dryer or in the laundry basket?”

    “Don’t you think I looked there? I couldn’t find them.”

 Braun sighed again trying not to let his emotions take over and walked over to our laundry while I continued to throw clothes and other toiletries into my bag. He comes back and drops all of my gear in front of me.

    “They were in the your dufflebag on the floor. Maybe you shouldn’t do wash all your gear at the same time.”

The comment was so subtle and true but I was already annoyed.

    “Fuck this.”

I took all the gear out of one bag and into the one that was already packed with everything else. I zipped it and walked out to the living room.

   “I’m ready.”

   “About time.”

He whispered it, but I still hear him.

    “I’m sorry, wanna say that one more time?”

    “Y/n, just forget it. Let’s go so we aren’t late gettin to the arena.”

    “Just tell me what you said”

    “I said forget it. Let’s go”

His voice was more stern and I should have known this conversation would not end well.

    “Just fucking say it. You know I heard you, but I just wanna make sure I heard you correctly”

He stands up and starts walking to the door with his bag and keys in hand. I start walking over to him and he whips the door open and turns around and leans down so we are face to face. 

    “Sweetheart, you heard him and I will not say it again. Now get your ass in the car since we are already late.”

I feel myself shiver with fright but try to keep my resting bitch face intact. I push past him and start to the car.

~

The entire car ride was silent besides the radio playing shitty music. I refused to look at my boyfriend beyond annoyed at the fact that he blames me. In reality, we both are in the wrong but my ego is too big to understand that.

Once we get to the area, we usually kiss and say i love you before heading to our respective locker rooms. This time, him being the bigger person, leaned down to try and give me a kiss to try and smooth things over. I just said I’d see him later and started off to the women’s locker room. That didn’t stop me from letting a few tears flow on the way.

Before the main event was over, which was Braun vs Corbin, I asked Bayley if I could ride with her to the hotel trying to avoid the questions about Braun and I. When we got to the hotel, I use a nickname that only a few people know me by to get a single room. I knew it was shady to leave Braun like that, but I needed to wrap my head around everything.

Around midnight, I hear knocking on my door. I get out of bed wearing one of Braun’s shirts and panties because his shirts are basically dresses on me anyways and its all I packed to sleep in. I walk over and open the door slightly.

    “Can I come in? All the other hotel rooms are booked...”

    “How did you know what room was mine?”

    “Using a nickname that I gave you when we first debuted? Not very hard figuring that one out.”

I sighed and leaned my head against the door before opening it for him to come in. He walks past me and I close the door. I turn around and see him pacing the room.

    “I should say I’m sorry....”

I trail off knowing that I am the one who needs to apologize for acting like a bitch.

    “You don’t have to do anything.”

He says while not making eye contact with me and looking at the floor. His voice is etched with sadness and I know I messed up.

    “Please, I need you to forgive me. I am a bitch who is petty and shouldn’t have yelled at you at all today. You were just trying to be the best boyfriend that you always are. God why do you even date me? I’m crazy.”

I don’t even know I’m crying till Braun wipes away my tears and grabs my hands, walking me to the bed. He sits down and is about eye level with me.

    “I’m dating you because I love you Y/N. You are the strongest, most bad-ass girl I’ve ever met. And yes you are crazy. Crazy beautiful. Crazy smart. Crazy talented. And yes even crazy crazy.”

That earns a small chuckle from me as he pulls me into his lap. I lay my head on his shoulder and look into his eyes still sniffling slightly.

    “You are allowed to have bad days babygirl. I shouldn’t have said anything either. We have both been stressed lately and we gotta communicate more. We can work on this darlin.”

    “You are seriously just a giant teddy-bear Braun. I love you so much and I promise that if I am having a bad day, I will tell you and not take it out on you.”

I lean up and kiss him before wrapping my arms around his neck. He brings his arms around my waist and hugs me tight before we lay down snuggling.

X

Ello!

I’m sorry I’ve been not writing alot recently. I have been working non stop and doing school work before my internship at the end of january for school. I promise to try and write more and hope you all bare with me. 

But, I hope you all enjoy this drabble and feel free to check out my other prompt lists and send a request in.

I’ll get to it as soon as I can!If you would like to be tagged for a certain wrestler as well, feel free to message me or send me an ask :)

Ciao loves <333

[speedybasementcollection]

hi sorry I haven't been hosting anything lately but I wanna post all the request at once. But while I'm doing that you guys can send in some HCs about anyone

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Or anything other hc stuff

[whatever-dude]

I. Need. The. Fluff.

Every Braun Strowman Showing of Strength moment makes this kid feel more Special.

[imaginexwwe]

If Anything He’s More Like A Big Teddy Bear (BRAUN STROWMAN)

This request came in from @deanswife010114 for some Braun

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Reader’s new boyfriend Braun meets her parents for the first time and the parents have some concerns: FLUFF

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Warnings: NONE

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Y/N inhaled deeply after hearing the doorbell ring.

“Okay.” She said letting the deep breath she’d just taken, out. “Here we go.”

She slowly unlocked the door, opening it soon after. “Braun?” She said when she was standing face to face with her boyfriend. She pulled him in. “I thought you were my parents.”

“I could tell by the look on your face, babe.”

Braun leaned down for a kiss which Y/N graciously accepted.

Y/N slowly pulled her lips away from Braun’s. “What are you even doing here, though? I didn’t even know you were gonna be in town.”

The last time she’d talked to her boyfriend he was still in whatever city he and the other WWE superstars had to be at for the show.

“I got a little free time and I wanted to fly out to spend it with you.”

Y/N couldn’t help but smile at what he’s just said. “Aww. That’s so sweet Braun but…” She sighed. “I wish you would’ve told me, because my parents are coming over for dinner and–”

“Y/N!” she heard her mom’s voice, and looked over to see them in the doorway.

How did they even get in?

Y/N mentally shook her head.

Must have left the door open she thought.

“Mom! Dad!” Y/N called out to them greeting them with open arms.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Her dad said, giving her a hug followed by a kiss on her head.

She then went to do the same with her mom, but her mom’s focus was elsewhere.

On Braun to be exact.

Y/N bit her lip as she watched her mom go over to Braun.

“Oh, and whose this?” She heard her mom ask, as she looked back at her, then back to Braun.

Y/N bit down harder on her lip. “My um.. he’s my…” Y/N stuttered.

“I’m her boyfriend.” Braun spoke, saving his girlfriend. “It’s nice to finally meet you. I can’t tell you how long I’ve been wanting to do this, but it’s so hard to get back home with my schedule.” He explained with a smile.

Y/N sighed relieved Braun was so quick with his words.

“Thank you.” She mouthed to Braun, receiving a nod in response.

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“So, you’re that wrestler from tv, right?” Her dad asked questioning Braun. “That Man of Monsters?”

Y/N frowned looking down at her plate.

Is her dad serious?

Man of Monsters?

That doesn’t even make sense, she wanted to scream out.

Braun chuckled lightheartedly. “Actually it’s Monster Among Men.”

Her dad nodded, responding with a chuckle of his own. “My mistake.”

It was now her mother’s voice that was heard. “So you’re into wrestlers now, Y/N…” She said staring her daughter down. “Isn’t that a bit scary? Especially their size?”

Y/N almost spit out the sip she’d just taken from her drink, while her dad looked at his with with a hint of shame in his eyes.

“His size?”

Y/N’s mom nodded. “Yes honey, he’s not a normal size man.” She said sounding proud of what she was saying. “What if he hurts you?”

That’s it, Y/N thought.

She was ready to explode.

She put her glass down, and began to make her way up from her seat, but before she was full up, she felt Braun’s hand on her thigh.

She looked over at him as he motioned with his head for her to sit back down.

“Mrs. Y/L/N…” Braun started. “You have nothing to worry about. I’m not gonna do anything to hurt your daughter. In any way. I love her too much to do that.” He assured her politely.

Y/N smiled leaning over placing a kiss in Braun’s cheek.

“He’s right mom. You don’t have to worry.” Y/N giggled calming down. “If anything, he’s like a big teddy bear. That whole monster thing is just a facade.” She told her finally getting her confidence back.

Her mom smiled taking in what her daughter and Braun had just told her. “And for my previous comment, I am sorry.” She raised her glass. “Welcome to the family.”

[dirtywresling102]

Bray's Little Helper - Bray Wyatt

Bray Wyatt x Nicole

Commission For: @childofsaltwater

Summary: Nicole helps Bray with the Firefly Funhouse on a Holiday Special.

Warnings: Fluff, 18+ Blog, Kissing, Holiday season, Mistle toe

Word Count: 2,093 

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As the year came to an end, the Holidays only began. The rush of talent and workers quickly went out and shopped. Sometimes before the show started and even after, if stores were still open. Luckily, I did my shopping last month and got it out of the way. On my one day off, I actually got all the gifts wrapped and shipped out to family members and friends. 

Not having to worry if presents arrive before Christmas really helped with my schedule. While bobbing and weaving past people on their phones, not paying attention, I nearly got struck down by Braun Strowman as he had his attention on his screen. Quickly ducking out of the way before getting stepped on, I huffed slightly annoyed. Such a tall gentleman and he couldn’t see past his phone? Rolling my eyes, I kept moving and headed towards the women's locker room. 

One thing I hated about the holidays was how hectic everyone became. Unfortunately being in the wrestling industry, I was on the road most of the year. I was only able to go home a day or two out of the week, if I wasn’t on the other side of the world. During the Holidays I wasn’t even home sometimes, the high demand of wrestling was sky rocketing through the roof. People wanted to be entertained through the Holiday season.

With my segment being done, I was excited; to get out of my attire, pack my things, head back to the hotel, change into pajamas, and catch the end of ‘Home Alone’ or any other Christmas movie that was playing and soak in a warm bath since I knew my muscles would be aching in the morning.

Passing by a room, I stopped in my tracks to hear yelling. I arched my brow in concern, I took a step back in front of the doorway and saw Bray in a Christmas sweater and his puppets for his Firefly Funhouse gimmick all scattered around. Bray was rushing around organizing things in the clustered room. “Hey Bray, everything alright?” I spoke up. He stopped what he was doing and looked over at me. 

“Oh, hey Nicole.” He greeted me frantically. “No, no, everything is not okay. I have to set this whole thing up myself because we’re short staffed on production crew so I have to set it up myself and I have less than-” Bray grabbed his phone, checking the time and groaned. “An hour! Less than an hour!” He repeated himself. 

“Well, I don’t have anything else going on. I can help you.” I smiled at him. 

“Really? You’d help me with this mess,” he extended his arms and looked around the room.  “Before I go live?” Bray seemed surprised by the act of kindness I offered. 

“Of course, I was just going to go back to my hotel and watch Christmas movies but I’d rather help you out.” I walked into the room of the firefly funhouse set that was slightly a disaster.

“I don’t really want to ruin your nightly plans.” Bray nervously rubbed his black and red leather gloves together in a shy manner.

“You’re fine.” I reassured him. “No fun plans for me tonight.” I laughed. 

“Well, I think every night with you would be a fun night.” Bray smiled only for his eyes to widen at the realization of what he just said. “I mean- during Raw. It’s always fun with you on Raw.” He corrected himself and blushed underneath his beard. 

“I know what you meant.” I laughed. “It’s fun with you too on Monday nights. I love your firefly funhouse segments.” I looked around the childlike setup. “It reminds me of Blues Clues but a little darker.” I snickered. 

“Well, when pitching the idea to Vince they seemed to love it.” Bray smiled weakly. “Especially the nice guy persona and then the darker gentleman when going into the ring.” He was speaking of The Fiend. A gimmick like that made kids scared and women scream in fear. But for me, it did the opposite. 

“Well, what would you like me to get started on first?” 

As time went on, the set looked more festive for the holiday special. Christmas lights over the set and Bray gave Rambling Rabbit a Christmas hat. We placed other things on the set like a wreath on the door Bray enters from. Touching things up, I saw the camera crew entering and starting to set up to record live for the audience in the stadium. 

“Only a few minutes before we go live everyone, let’s pick up the pace!” One of the members shouted out. Quickly, I  touched up some spots. There was a small Christmas tree next to Huskus, the pig boy. I threw on a tight, itchy sweater over his usual black shirt. 

“And we are live in five, four, three-” The producer spoke. 

“Bray!” I, quickly, yelled before he shut the door he usually comes out of. His head snapped towards me and I tossed him a Santa hat to make him look more jolly. Catching the red, fuzzy hat, he flashed me a smile and shut the door. 

“Two.” The red light on the camera went on. I made sure to steer clear from everyone so they could focus on the FireFly Fun House segment. 

As the theme played for Firefly Funhouse, I couldn’t help but smile at the loud cheers coming from the middle of the stadium. They really go crazy for Bray’s segment and the little puppets he has. Bray opened the door only to smile widely at the camera. The producer pointed at another person queuing the children saying ‘YAY!’ Once Bray appeared.

Fully walking in, he was in his brown shoes along with his brown slacks and Christmas sweater with his santa hat on his head, covering his dreads. “Happy Holidays my little fireflies!” He exclaimed. Another cheer from the children was queued and the fans cheered.

“Yowie Wowie!” He roared out happily. “I just can’t wait for Christmas; the cheer, the toys, the food, the toys!” He wiggled his eyebrows expressing that he was more excited for toys than anything else. 

A ‘bong’ sound effect sprung through the speakers as Rambling Rabbit appeared. “Now Bray, remember Christmas isn’t all about presents and festive food it’s about being with the ones you love-” As Rambling Rabbit went on, Bray had a cold, stone, expressionless face. He stared hard into the distance of the camera as if he was having a memory of his own from Rambling Rabbit’s words.

All of a sudden Bray grabbed a large mallet behind the side counter, examined it, then swung it upon Rambling Rabbit. I jumped, slightly, hoping that the person's hand wasn’t hurt. Bray huffed and puffed after the last swing and tossed the mallet off the set for someone off-camera to catch. Another sound effect went off as if no one caught the mallet and made a large racket noise.

“My little fireflies, we all know the good joy in Christmas are the presents and I can’t wait to get my present next week!” He announced, hinting who he’ll say his next opponent is going to be next week. “But before we leave fireflies I want to spread joy and bring out Nicole.” Bray went towards the door, grabbing the handle. 

I felt hands on my shoulder, pushing me around behind the set. “I have no idea what he’s doing but we have to move on. He’s taking nearly five minutes.” The producer shoved me upon the steps. 

I stumbled as the door started to open and saw Bray's form. “Woah!” He snickered. “Everyone,” He helped me onto my two feet. “This is my good friend, Nicole! She’s the one who made our firefly set into a holiday bash!” The camera went to each puppet that was wearing the sweater I placed earlier today. The camera even zoomed in on Rambling Rabbit that was laying ‘lifeless’ on the floor with his Christmas sweater. 

“What are you doing?” I whispered through my teeth as I, shyly, waved at the camera knowing the fans must be confused since I just had a segment after my match earlier tonight. I was still in my ring attire. 

“Well, we just want to give thanks to Nicole here for being the warm ham on the Christmas table and oh- what’s this?” Bray questioned as something from the rafters slowly came down towards us. Looking up, I arched an eyebrow to see it being a mistletoe connected to a clear string. My face heated up as I know what these mean during the Holidays. “Christmas isn’t just about presents, it’s, also, about getting sweet kisses.” Bray grabbed my chin with his hand in his leather glove and pressed a kiss against my lips.

The soundtrack of little kids going “Aweeee” played in the background as I kissed Bray back. Bray, slowly, pulled away as I fluttered my eyes open, his warm scratchy beard had my sensitive skin tingling for more. “Yowie Wowie!” He purred. “And remember kids!” Bray covered up his face with his black and red gloved hands and pulled them away to now have his yellow and red contact lenses in his eyes. “Let him in.” His voice was deep and gravely. 

The camera crew started to pack up their things. “Okay, we’re heading over to the other side of the building to get Rollins’ promo!” One member shouted as he looked at the clipboard in his hands. “Bray!” He snapped. I looked over at the producer's direction. “Vince is going to be pissed! What the hell was that!” 

“Oh come on, it’s Christmas. He’s gonna love it.” Bray winked, making the man roll his eyes.

“Whatever, you are the golden boy now.” He huffed and turned his back, exiting out of the segment room along with the rest of the crew. 

“You think Vince is gonna be pissed?” I asked, shyly, hoping he won’t lose his job over this.

Bray shrugged. “I don’t think he’s going to get rid of the guy that gets him money in his pocket.” He hinted about his gimmick being over with the crowd and not to mention number one sold out at the merch table. 

“Well, you didn’t have to thank me. I was happy to help you with the setup.” I smiled softly.

“Maybe I wanted to.” Bray shrugged. 

“Was the mistletoe part of the setup too?” I teased bringing up the soft kiss he placed unexpectedly.

Bray looked away, his yellow reddish contacts still in his eyes as he bit his bottom lip and mumbled a ‘maybe’. “I apologize if I was out of line.” He quickly frowned. 

“I like to think of it as my payment for helping.” I laughed with a wink. 

Bray grinned, relieved that I wasn’t mad at him for the intruding kiss. “Well, maybe another reward would be me inviting you over to my hotel room and I don’t know, watching Home Alone?” His eyes were still on the floor. 

“Home Alone, us in our pajamas, and you have yourself a deal, Fiend.” I giggled at calling him by his gimmick name since his contacts were still in place. “Maybe even later I’ll ‘let him in’.” I wiggled my eyebrows as he shot up in disbelief of my wording.

“So I’ll assume that the contacts are staying in?” 

“Oh very much so.” I purred as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in close for a kiss. Pulling away from his soft lips I looked at him in his orange and blood red eyes. “How’d you get those contacts in while still live on the air?” I asked.

“A magician never tells.” He smirked, informing me that I wouldn’t know his secret now that he knew I had a thing for his Fiend act.”

“Fine.” I playfully huffed at him. “One of these days I’ll find out how you do it.” I pulled myself closer to his larger body, holding him slightly tighter. I looked up at him since he was a little taller than me. 

With that, Bray kept his promise to where we cuddled upon his bed and watched Christmas movies with a little bit more kissing during the commercial breaks. He even went out of his way and ordered room service. After a Christmas movie filled night I fell asleep on Bray’s shoulder where he tucked us both in and fell asleep while the snow fell heavily outside the hotel window.

[writtingrose]

Day 4; Threesome

Wrestlers; Drew McIntyre and Aleister Black

Requested By; @mondaynightmcintyre @jackbarakatsguitar (tagging both from here on out baby)

An excerpt from a longer fic in the works

Melissa licked her lips as she looked between the two men in front of her.

“A-are you serious?” She looks at Drew and takes a tentative step back. “You never mentioned a third. You just said come back to your room.”

Aleister took a step forward, eyes stocking her like prey. Which, when she thought about it, she was.

“That was the point, kleintje (little one).”

A shiver ran down her spin as he neared her. She couldn’t deny she has thought about the two of them a million times; even in this setting. Yes, she never thought it would actually happen. After all, what were the chances two dominant men would team up on her?

Then again, one had to over dominate the other. Right?

“We see your looks, kleintje. The way you cross your legs when we look at you. Especially when we’re together.”

He walked around her, his body hovering mere inches from hers. The heat between them was enough to make her squirt in its own right. If she was already affected, she could hardly imagine if he actually touched her.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” it came out more of a question, her voice husky as moisture pooled between her thighs.

Aleister growled suddenly, body pressing against hers as his teeth found her neck.

“Don’t lie to me, prinses(princess).”

She gasped as Drew ground himself against her front. When had he gotten there?

Aleister’s lips stayed on her neck, nipping and sucking the skin as his hands made their saints her pants.

“I bet this little kutje(pussy) is soaked, isn’t it?”

Aleister’s hands slipped into the front of her panties as Drew’s hands cupped her breasts, squeezing gently. A fire burned in both their eyes.

Melissa’s mouth fell open as she moaned softly. “Aleister… Drew.” She licked her dry lips and bucked against Aleister’s hand, needing more.

Aleister chuckled and cupped her pussy.

“Still, little one. We control your pleasure.”

She cried out and hugged but her hips stilled.

“Please. Please. I need you to touch me.”

Drew chuckled as his fingers dipped into the cups of her bra, teasing her hardening nipples.

“Don’t worry, banphrionsa(princess),” Drew smirks as he lifts her chin to meet his eyes. “Dutch Daddy and I are going to take good care of you.”

TAG; @kittysilver86 @sithstatlander @xwicker-manx @new-zealand-chic @undiscovereddisneyroyalty @xbreezymeadowsx @theworldofotps @brodieleesclothesline @sophiewolfheart-blog

[thatwrestlingfan91]

Imagine cuddling with Braun on a cold day

[nicolewoo]

Adam

Pairing: Joe Anaoi X Reader (Roman Reigns X Reader)

Warning: angst and mentions of physical voilence.

FLUFF

Austin Watson (Xavier) knocked while he was opening the door. “Joe, man. There’s an argument happening in the locker room. I think you better get there before it escalates.” What the fuck? I practically ran to the locker room. I couldn’t believe it. Adam (Braun Strowman) and Windham (Bray Wyatt) were up in each other’s faces screaming at each other. Nick (Dolf), Kofi and Shawn Hickenbottom were trying to get the two apart.

“Stop!” I yelled over the din. Both of them turned to face me, which effectively broke the mood.

Adam’s anger turned to me. “This is none of your fucking business!” He roared at me.

“It’s my fucking locker room!” I yelled back. “What’s going on in here?”

Shawn answered before anyone else, “Seems we’ve got some hot tempers here.”

Adam started talking about Windham starting the fight. Windham answered, “He’s trying to steal your girl!”

I stopped dead in my tracks, “Umm What?” I asked.

“Adam!” Paul Lavesque entered the room. “Get in my office.” Adam tried to interrupt, but was stopped when Paul yelled, “NOW!” To his credit, Adam gave up immediately.

“Nick. Make sure he gets there.” Nick nodded and followed as Adam stomped out of the room like a teenager throwing a fit. Paul leveled Windham in his steely stare. Finding Windham had settled he asked, “What happened?”

Windham looked at me unsure if he should say. “I heard Adam was going to ride with Y/N tonight. I suggested that might not be a smart move.” He looked at me now. “He insisted you told him she was single, but I told him it was still a jerk move.”

Paul interrupted now, “Joe, Kofi. Thanks. I want to talk to Windham alone.” It wasn’t a request. It was an order.

I wanted to protest that I should stay, but Kofi put his hand on my shoulder, “C’mon Joe.” We walked out of the room. Once in the hall, Kofi stopped. “Thanks, man. Even Shawn couldn’t get them to stop.”

I was completely distracted. I wanted to know what was going on in that room. “Yeah, yeah. No problem.”

“Hey,” he got my attention. “You need to talk?” I shook my head no. “Dude, look,” he leaned against the wall casually, “if you’re telling the truth that you and Y/N aren’t dating, you need to change it. You two runnin’ ‘round here makin’ puppy dog eyes at each other. It’s sickening. Take your shot man.”

Not Kofi too. “We’re just friends,” I said, deflated that even Kofi was going on about this.

“Yeah, I get it.” He said shaking his head like he agreed. “But?”

I shot him a look. “No but. We are just friends.”

“She’s a beautiful woman.” Kofi said it without any disrespect in his voice. “And she’s sweet, smart, funny.” He leveled his gaze at me. “If I were in your shoes, I’d take a shot. The way she looks at you man.” He paused trying to think of the right words to say. “I wouldn’t let her get away.” He patted my shoulder as he walked past me and down the hall.

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Colby burst through my locker room door like he’d been shot out of a cannon. “Adam got suspended. He got sent home.”

I wasn’t surprised at his punishment. “I was there.” I said calmly.

“You were there?” Colby quipped.

“Yeah, Austin came and got me to stop the fight.” I stood up to face him. “I’m not surprised he got suspended. From what I saw, it was his fault.” I tried to sound un-phased.

“Does Y/N know?” he asked.

How did I know this was going to turn into an opportunity for Colby to pester me about Y/N? “I haven’t seen her since it happened, so I don’t know.”

Colby shook his head in disappointment while pulling out his phone. “Ok.” He typed quickly on the phone. “She knows now.” He taunted.

I tried to remain calm, even though I wanted to scream at Colby. “Good. She’ll have to find a new ride.”

Colby laughed, “Nope. I just told her to ride with us.”

Internally, I was thrilled. Of course, I wanted my best friend with me, but it was getting harder to hide how I felt about her. “Ok. Good.” I said as calmly as I could.

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I got back to my dressing room after my match to find Y/N on my couch reading a book. “Hey. What are you doing here?” I asked as I gathered my shower supplies.

“Colby told me to wait here.” She said defensively. “Do you want me to leave?” She looked confused, and I realized I’d sounded a bit rude.

I walked over to her, squatting in front of the couch. “No. Sorry. I didn’t mean to sound snotty.” I took her hand and ran my thumb over her knuckles. “I’m glad you’re here.” She looked like she didn’t believe me. “I promise.” I pulled her hand up to my mouth and kissed her knuckles gently. “I need to shower, be right back.” When she smiled, I knew she accepted my apology, and I saw her relax into the cushions again as she looked back down at her Kindle and resumed her reading.

The water pounded over me roughly. No matter how much I wanted to be with Y/N to help her through the drama from earlier tonight, I couldn’t resist the urge to turn my back to the spray and let the hot water massage my muscles for a minute. She must be disappointed. Maybe angry even. I wanted to be there for her, but honestly, I didn’t have the vaguest clue what to say. Hey, really sorry the jackass you wanted to date showed his true colors. Hey! Stop thinking about other guys and look at me. Scenario after scenario ran through my mind as I showered.

I had a head full of conditioner when I heard her voice from the door but it was muffled by the water. She was standing there with her back turned to me. “What did you say?” I called out.

She spoke loudly, but her tone of voice was gentle. “Are you mad at me? Because I wanted to ride with Adam?”

I couldn’t admit the truth to her. “No. Why would you say that?” She was so close, and I was naked. I wanted to grab her and pull her in with me. I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her under the water. I wanted to strip her clothes off and……

“So, we’re ok?” she called.

“Of course, sweetheart. Just give me a minute and I’ll be done.”  She hesitated a second, but since I couldn’t see her face, I couldn’t tell what she was feeling.

I quickly finished showering and threw on a pair of shorts. When I got out to the locker room, Becks and Colby were there ready to go. “Hurry up slow poke.” Becks laughed.

And just like that, it was over. We never talked about that night again. We never talked about Adam again either, other than work things. We never talked about her desire to abandon me that night.

@mindofasagittaruis​ @lclb13​

[luvambrylayn]

Taking Requests

As I mentioned before, the AJ Styles smuts that I have written will take a small backseat in light of recent events. No worries though they are still coming. However, I have hit the dreaded writer’s block and need your help. I will be taking requests until Saturday.

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