#i truly did struggle with this gif's colouring for the longest time and i did give up

[hackearneyexchange]

Hello! The Hackearney Fic Exchange (2023) is an anonymous fic exchange for the Travis Hackett/Laura Kearney pairing from The Quarry. Sign-ups open on May 5, 2023 on the main AO3 page.

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Participants submit a request with their prompt ideas. These requests are then matched with another participant, who writes and fulfills the request to the best of their ability. Submitted works will be posted anonymously and appear as “Mystery Gifts” until all the stories have been posted. Reveals are done in two stages: story reveals and author reveals. Please see the event schedule, sign-up guide, rules, and FAQ for more information. Updates will be made here on Tumblr and will be tagged #hackearney fic exchange.

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[wwe-fluff-fic]

Chris Jericho - American Dream

Chris Jericho - Prompt #30 - “Yes”

Requested by - Anon

Warnings - Swearing

Word Count - 1992 Words.

(this gif is fucking great)

“Chris pleaseeeeeeeeee” you whined for probably the fiftieth time that night, tilting your head up from your laying position on Chris’ lap, your incessant cries finally averting his attention away from the Guns n Roses documentary playing on the TV in your bedroom. As his eyes met your Chris rolled his eyes a little before leaning down and placing a passionate kiss along your lip, his skilled tongue tracing along your bottom lip as one of his hands trailed down the curve of your hip. As soon as he was satisfied with his distraction he pulled away, flashing you a smile with his pearly whites before he turned his attention back to the television.

You frowned the second he pulled away, knowing that he’d pulled his usual trick of distraction, like he always did whenever your brought up a topic he didn���t want to discuss. “Chris!” you scolded, the frown on your face setting deeper into your features as you sat up from your laying position to look your husband in the eyes. “You can’t just kiss me and hope that it permanently shuts me up and makes me forget about the stuff I was saying!” you spoke with an exasperated tone to your voice , your arms rapidly flailing about to accentuate your point. “I mean, seriously Chris! You said that we would start thinking about really completing our lives together after we got married. Yet here we are nearly two years later, in the exact same position we were in before we were married but in a slightly bigger house!” you practically screamed in your husbands face, tears brimming in your eyes as pent up emotion over took you.

The smile that was once plastered onto Chris’ face slowly dropped as he saw your light frustration turn into something a lot more serious, you could tell by his expression that he was shocked at your sudden out burst. “Sweetheart, I didn’t realise this was such a big deal for you.. I guess, I guess I’ve been so absorbed with quite literally eating, breathing and sleeping Fozzy and WWE to notice that I wasn’t making you happy, let alone to notice I was being a shit Husband.” Chris spoke, sadness lacing his voice as he cupped your face in his calloused hands. His thumbs softly wiping away the tears tumbling down your face. You looked up at him, a sense of guilt over taking you when your eyes met with his which were filled with hurt.

“You’re not a shit Husband Chris” you sniffled wiping your tear stained face with the tissue he held out for you. “You’re busy and I know that, and I knew that when I married you. But since I was a little girl I’d dreamed of having the perfect ‘American Dream’. You know, a husband, kids, a dog and even the stupid white picket fence and now as I look at all of my friends they’re the ones living the life I always dreamt of” you turned you head away for Chris so he couldn’t see any more tears roll down your face.

“Y/N baby look at me” Chris tilted your chin to look directly at him, his thumbs once again wiping the tears from your face. “I promise; and by promise I truly do mean it, more than I’ve ever meant anything, that when I come back off this Fozzy tour i’ll ring Hunter and tell him I want time off”. Chris smiled a little as your eyes brightened at the prospect of your husbands promise. “Then when I get that time off we’ll work on your ‘American Dream. Three kids and two dogs, right?” he questioned, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Your face lit up with joy as he recited the way you’d pictured your life since you were a little girl.

“You remembered it all! Oh my gosh Chris that sounds perfect! You promise we can get the dogs?!” you squealed excitedly, wrapping your arms around a chuckling Jericho.

“Dog. Just one at first, also as long as it’s no bigger than your sisters beagle” he replied with a stern look on his face.

“Deal!” you shouted, practically spearing Chris in a hug whilst peppering his face with kisses as you both fell back onto the bed, into a position that somehow seemed pretty comfortable for the two of you. You both adjusted to the new position with blissful smiles upon both your your faces, your husband place some light kisses along your jawline.

“We should sleep Darling, it’s our last night together for a few months and I’ll be gone before you wake up” he whispered gruffly as he flicked of the bedside lamp. You nodded your head, snuggling back into the protective frame of your husband, your eyes fluttering shut as he placed a sweet kiss on the top of your head before drifting off into a sleep of his own.

The harsh early morning rays streaked there way through your beige coloured curtains that adorned the windows of your bedroom , the blinding shimmer of the sun burning your sleep filled eyes as they struggled to adjust to the vast change in light. Your arms one by one stretched out from underneath your plush; and now rather lonely duvet, your joints all cracking simultaneously as they awoke from their own rest.

A meek smile of both sadness and happiness spread across your lips as your hand lightly skimmed the crinkled fabric where Chris laid for the last time in two months last night. The thought of his prolonged absence caused tears to gather across your waterline, yet the plan you had devised for the time your Husband was gone restored the sense of happiness you so desparately needed during one of the longest tours he’d done in years. As you laid in bed urging your brain to wake up, the prospect of what today had in store for you, meant you just couldn’t stay in bed a second longer; and had you quite literally jumping out of your bed to get ready for the day ahead of you.

After 2 hours of painful paperwork at the animal adoption centre and three hours of pet store shopping you and your brand new bulldog puppy; Axl were finally home. In the back of your mind you knew that you shouldn't have brought a dog without Chris being there to give you his opinion but on the other hand he practically agreed to a dog which was no bigger than a beagle which you kept to by getting by getting a bulldog. You pushed the thought to the back of your head as the puppy yapped from within the carrier you’d brought him home in, a laugh bubbled from your rouged lips as the dog nibbled at the bars of the carrier whist making playful growling noises. You bent down and opened the small door, allowing the wagging tailed puppy to bound out into the centre of your living room. Your new pet curiously pattered his way around your home throughout the day, investigating every square inch of your home, whilst you sorted some of your paperwork (that admittedly should’ve been completed months ago.) 

When night time came you decided against your original plan of putting Axl to bed in his own doggy bed that you had situated in your living room and opted to have him sleep in your room with you. You tried to convince yourself that you were just doing it so he wouldn’t be scared, but you knew that really you were doing it to stop yourself feeling alone. You placed the whining puppy on Chris’ pillow and laid down right beside, you hand lazily stroked over Axl’s soft yet course fur as he snuggled his small body into the feather pillow. “I just know Chris is going to adore you” you whispered softly to no-one but yourself and Axl.

The weeks, and eventually months went by at snails pace, each day your yearning to be back in your husband’s arms grew a little stronger. But the day of his return and you couldn’t be happier...yet still nervous about he would react to your now 4 month old puppy. You had woken up extra early in order to bake his favourite cookies; peanut butter and chocolate chip, ya know to sweeten him up a little before you revealed your little for legged surprise to him. 

It was around 7:30pm when Chris messaged you saying he was little under 5 minutes from your shared home, you chucked your phone back down onto the kitchen counter and quickly ushered Axl into the other room with a toy and treats to keep him quiet. You sat down on the sofa nervously hoping that Axl would stay quiet just until you could reveal him, just as the clock hit 7:34pm you heard the sound of keys rattling in the door. 

Your tired looking husband practically fell through the front door, his many bags dropping around him, immediately he walked towards and wrapped his muscular arms around you as he smothered your whole face and neck in what felt like hundreds of kisses.

“I’ve missed you so fucking much” he grunted into your hair as he picked you up and carried you to the sofa, you squealed as dropped down onto the seats with you still in his arms. You wriggled out of his arms and stood up, walking over towards the dining room door. To which his face twisted in confusion as he sat up slightly.

“We can cuddle in literally two seconds babe! But I have a surprise for you, close your eyes” he groaned in displeasure to which you giggled, knowing he pretty much despised surprises. You walked into the dining room where Axl was happily chewing on a few treats, you placed a finger to your lips the signal which he knew mean’t he had to be quiet (God teaching him that was a pain in the ass.) You grabbed the tray of cookies off the side and headed out of the room leaving the door slightly ajar for your plan.

You re-entered the living room and placed the cookies on Chris’ lap, he opened his eyes and a big grin immediately formed on his face. “Chocolate chip and Peanut butter?” he questioned with a grin and raised eyebrow. You nodded and bit your lip. “My favourite, is that what your surprise was ‘cos it was the best surprise i’ve had in a while” he laughed, already tucking into the cookies.

“Well...kinda, there’s another half to the surprise” you pursed your lips together and made a sharp whistle noise to which the stocky puppy came bounding out of his temporary hiding place and right into your awaiting arms. You turned around to face Chris who looked beyond shocked, “Chris meet Axl” you announced excitedly, sitting down next to your husband and placing the puppy between you two. “Don’t you love him Chris, look at his little face! Admit it you love him” you babbled, trying to read his emotions through his blue/grey eyes, which even you could see a glint of adoration in. Your husband gently reached his hand out to pet Axl to which the dog barked happily and began wagging his tail at a million miles per hour. “See...he loves you. Admit it you love him” you pressed again waggling your eyebrows.

“Yes! Y/N, I admit he’s pretty fucking adorable and you chose a fucking cool name” Chris spoke happily as Axl jumped all over him, desperately trying to reach the cookies. “I guess you were right about the dog...but the other half of your ‘american dream’ is on my mind” Chris winked, eliciting a giggle from your lips, he placed the cookies down and scooped you up from the sofa.

And lets just say, the completion of your perfect life was definitely underway.

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A/N: Hey guys, so i have no excuse for being ridiculously inactivr other than the fact that I was being lazy af with a huge writers block so I’m v v sorry! But enjoy this Jericho imagine!! ~ Moxxii