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Holding Onto You
~ Adam Cole x Mjf one shot
“i blew it! I blew it!” Max yelled into adam’s face. Adam was saying something back to him but he couldn’t hear him. His ears were ringing. He was angry, he was sad, he was embarrassed. He lost. He was pinned.
Adam walked away from Max and slid out of the ring. Max sat there pulling at his hair with his hands. He felt like he could pass out, the pressure he had felt over the past few weeks all built up and he blew it.
Adam came back up to him placing his title in his lap. Max still couldn’t hear him. The crowd was so loud and his head was pounding. His eyes scanned over Adam’s face.
Adam knelt there in front of him with a soft look in his eyes, “I love you okay?” Was the only thing Max heard before Adam stood back up.
His thoughts were racing. ‘He loves me? loves me?’ he thought, ‘i just lost the match and he loves me?’ Max shook his head standing up slowly with his belt clutched in his hands. ‘no no he doesn’t love me he can’t love me. i fucked up, i’m a fuck up, no one can fucking love me.’ He stood there staring at the back of Adam’s head. He needed to turn on Adam before he did it to him. ‘i have to do this.’ ‘i look so weak i can’t be weak i can’t let myself get hurt.’
He wrestled with his mind. He loved this man so much. He looked up at the ceiling and back down to Adam who now stood with his arms to the sides as if he had accepted what max was going to do.
“no.” max whispered to himself, tossing his belt.
Adam turned around and looked at him. The two stared at eachother for what felt like an eternity.
‘im so stupid.’ max thought to himself, ‘i’m opening myself up to be attacked. why wouldn’t he attack me? i just lost the match i blew it i blew the match. i blew our title shot. i need to attack him first.’ Max put his head in his hands before looking back up at Adam one more time.
Max shook his head, “i can’t, i can’t do it.” he whispered, tears beginning to well up in his eyes once more.
Adam began walking toward him, engulfing him in a hug that Max instantly returned. Max held onto him for dear life, wishing he could melt into the other man’s arms. No matter how tight he held him it wasn’t enough, he gripped onto Adam’s shirt, terrified that if he let go he may lose him forever.
“i love you i’m sorry.” Max whispered in between sobs.
“don’t be sorry, don’t be sorry max, never be sorry.” Adam replied, tightening the hug on his end.
For the first time in Maxs life he had someone who didn’t care if he was the best. For the first time he had someone who wanted him for who he was, not for what he had to offer. Now that he had him, he never wanted to let go, physically or metaphorically.
#aew#mjf#adam cole#adamjf#adam cole mjf#adam cole and mjf#gay#tag team#adam cole & mjf#mjf adam cole
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A Golden Lovers Timeline
PART 1: LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
The beginning of this story, covering the events leading to their first match and the forming of the Golden Lovers (2006 - 2008)
PART 2: LOVE AND SUCCESS
The Golden Lovers’ adventures in DDT (2009 - 2010)
PART 3: FALLING BEHIND
Their first foray into NJPW, the beginning of the end, and Budokan (2011 - 2012)
PART 4: THE GOLDEN LOVERS ARE NOT OVER
The end of their tag team, and Kenny’s last match in DDT (2013-2014)
PART 5: BETRAYAL
Kenny joins the Bullet Club and breaks Kota’s heart (2015)
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Tell Me To Stay This Time
~ Kenny and Ibushi talk after their blood and guts match.
“okay ibutan turn your hand a bit more to the side.” Kenny instructed Ibushi. The match had just ended and after Ibushi spent 20 minutes saying hello to everyone he insisted that Kenny take a photo of the tacs in his back.
Ibushi turned his palm more so it was facing the camera. He turned his head to look at kenny, “good?”
Kenny just nodded as Ibushi turned his head back. He snapped the photo and pulled it up so he could look at it, “see” he handed the phone to Ibushi.
Ibushis mouth flew open, “so many.”
Kenny smirked taking his phone back and setting it on the table beside him. He knelt down behind ibushi again beginning to pull the tacs out of his back, not being surprised when Ibushi didn’t wince at all.
“Ibutan,” kenny started, “when do you leave?” Ibushi shrugged in response.
Kenny pulled out the last remaining tacs from his back. He grabbed a wet towel, wiping off the blood on Ibushis back. Once he finished, he set down the towel and stood up, walking around so he was looking down at Ibushi.
Ibushi smiled up at him, a cheeky full grin. Kenny smiled back admiring the man sitting in front him. He held out his hands to him ushering for him to stand up, which Ibushi happily did.
Kenny grabbed both of ibushis hands, lacing their fingers together, holding their arms down at their sides.
“Do you have a flight booked yet?” Kenny asked staring into Ibushis eyes with hope.
Ibushi shook his head, he brought a hand up to cup Kenny’s face, stroking his thumb against his cheek.
“tell me to stay this time kentan” he said quietly tilting his head to the side.
Kenny looked down at the floor as ibushi brought his other hand up to kenny’s face. He lifted his chin so they were looking at eachother again.
Kenny squeezed his eyes shut as he felt the tears begin to well up, “i want you to stay because you want to stay, not because of me.”
Ibushi shook his head bringing his hands up to his own face. He pressed his palms into his eyes.
“do you want me?” Ibushi asked kenny, dropping his hands to his sides in defeat.
Kenny opened his eyes slowly and looked at Ibushi. A confused look in his eyes, “oh ibu.” He stepped toward him placing his hand on his cheek as ibushi had done to him before.
Kenny leaned forward, resting his forehead against ibushis. “You are everything. My partner, my best friend, my life partner.” He wrapped his arms around Ibushis waist, squeezing him tight.
Ibushi brought his arms up, hanging them around kenny’s neck, tangling his fingers in his hair.
Ibushi buried his head into the crook of kenny’s neck, continuing to play with his curls.
Ibushi sniffled and pulled his head up so he was looking at Kenny again. “you.” He said softly.
“hmm?” Kenny questioned him. He pulled his hands to Ibushis hips, running them up and down his sides.
“i want to stay for you. I want you.” Ibushi responded, “that’s enough.”
Kenny felt his cheeks heat up. He has loved this man for years. The two of them have never been able to just be together. Together like normal people, like normal boyfriend and boyfriend.
Kenny nodded, “ibutan?”
“yes?”
“i love you to the stars and back.” Kenny said shyly, even after years he still felt butterflies whenever he said i love you.
Ibushi pulled Kenny into him placing a soft kiss to his forehead, “you are my star kentan.”
#aew#kenny omega#kota ibushi#golden lovers#blood and guts#kenny omega and kota ibushi#njpw#njpw fanfiction
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Sweetheart | Kenny Omega x Male Reader
all fluff !!
Kenny and y/n grew up together. Both having a shared dream of becoming professional wrestlers one day.
Kenny was a year older than y/n, and when he graduated high school in 2007, the two slowly drifted apart.
Kenny went straight into wrestling, he tried going to college but quickly realized it was not for him. So he dropped out to pursue his dream.
Y/n decided to go to college, pursuing a degree in creative writing. His dream of being a wrestler had faded over time, but his love for wrestling didn’t go away.
Y/n’s last year of high school was definitely hard. He wasn’t the coolest guy by any means, and Kenny was usually too busy for him. He was traveling all over the world, meeting new people, and didn’t have as much time for y/n.
So when y/n went to college, and wasn’t at home when Kenny came to visit. The two drifted further and further.
There was the occasional call, to ask how the other was doing. But besides that, it was nothing like before.
There was no late night calls that lead to all nighters, or rewatching their favorite glee moments and giggling. There was no more cuddling and getting a little too close for two guys who are just supposed to be friends. No more “i love you, drive safe”s.
They became like strangers. It hurt both of them at first, even though neither would say it. So instead they just disappeared from each others lives.
Y/n had been writing his ass off for years. He’s had a few books published and helped write on a sitcom for a while, but that’s it. So when he was reached out to by Cody Rhodes to come be on the creative team for his new wrestling promotion, he jumped at the opportunity.
Y/n was sitting in his apartment in jacksonville. He moved in last week and hasn’t done much. But his first day was today, he’d be meeting with Cody, Tony, and some of the top wrestlers in the promotion.
Meanwhile as y/n was getting ready to go, Kenny was putting away his stuff in the shiny new locker room.
“Cody,” Kenny sighed putting his hands on his hips, “this is amazing.”
Cody smiled placing a hand on his shoulder, “i couldn’t have done this without people like you by my side.”
“And tony’s money” Kenny cut in.
Cody chuckled, “yes and tony’s money.” He rolled his eyes beginning to walk away, “oh-“ he stopped turning around, “don’t forget, we have a meeting in uh” he checked his watch, “15 minutes, with everyone and some new people in creative.”
Kenny nodded pulling out his phone, mindlessly scrolling as he followed behind Cody.
Y/n got out of his car grabbing his backpack from the passenger seat. He took one last deep breath before closing his door and making his way into the building.
Cody gave him incredibly vague directions on where to go.
“Fucking shit” he mumbled to himself pulling out his phone.
“Hello?” Cody answered.
“Hey cody! It’s y/n, um i just got here, i’m just not really sure where to go.” you trailed off, looking around the large room.
“Oh hey y/n! yea sorry about that, i’m kind of shit at directions, i’ll send someone out to get you, are you still by the front door?”
“mhm” you said rocking back and fourth on your heels.
“Alright give me like 2 minutes and i’ll have someone grab you.” Cody hung up the phone, sliding it back into his pocket.
He looked around at the people around him, before his eyes landed on kenny, “Kenny, kenny kenny kennny” he sang.
Kenny looked up at him raising an eyebrow.
“One of the new writers is here, he’s at the front door and lost. Can you go grab him for me?”
Kenny nodded standing up from the chair he was in.
“Be back.” He said walking out the door.
He pulled his phone out again, going into him and Matt jackson’s messages.
🏳️🌈Kenny: You almost here? We’re about to start.
🍗Matty: Yea yea i’m about to pull up, sorry.
(sent with voice text)
Kenny nodded to himself putting his phone in his pocket looking back up at his surroundings.
He didn’t know what this guy looked like or what his name was, but there was only one person standing in the lobby looking lost so he thought it was a safe assumption.
“Hey,” he tapped the guy on the shoulder. Causing y/n to jump a bit dropping his phone.
Kenny giggled, “sorry did i scare you?”
“N-no i knew you were coming.” He huffed bending over and grabbing his phone before turning around to face Kenny.
Y/n’s breath hitched in his throat as he locked eyes with the other man.
“Kenny?” He whispered, almost too quiet to be heard.
Kenny was staring back at him, wide eyed.
“Oh my god-“ Kenny started still in shock.
It had been 10 years since the two had seen each other and 9 years since they last spoke.
“I can’t believe it’s you,” Kenny broke the silence, the biggest smile forming on his face.
Y/n smiled back, excitedly pulling Kenny into a hug.
Kenny immediately hugged him back squeezing him tight. He missed him a lot, but assumed due to the lack of calls, he forgot about him. There was always something more with y/n but at the time Kenny couldn’t admit that to himself. He wasn’t out as bisexual at the time. While y/n was always out as gay, so even if at the time Kenny did know he liked him, he didn’t want to make y/n deal with being with someone still in the closet.
He continued to hold y/n close to him, rocking the two of them back and forth.
“Oh my god i missed you so much!” Kenny basically screamed.
“I missed you too Kenny but you’re crushing me.” Y/n giggled
“Oh shit sorry,” Kenny let go but not all the way, keeping his hands on y/n’s shoulders, “i’m just so strong” he smirked.
Y/n rolled his eyes, “so strong and still a sarcastic little bitch.”
Kenny brought his hands up to his chest, acting fake hurt, “how could you! I am incredibly offended, I don’t know how we’ll move on from this.”
“Whatever will i do without Kenny in my life, maybe the same thing i’ve been doing for the last 10 years.” Y/n said walking past Kenny.
“Hey! You don’t even know where you’re going!” Kenny shouted after him.
“Gonna follow this dude,” He pointed at Matt who had just walked in, “he looks more important than you.”
Kenny gasped running after the two of them as they all made their way to the conference room.
The meeting lasted longer than it needed too, Kenny almost fell asleep a few times. Listening to Cody speak for longer than 5 minutes was a chore, he felt like he was in a classroom. Cody’s choice of words perfectly matched his egotistical personality.
Kenny was sat next to y/n who was sat next to Adam Page. Y/n was taking a bunch of notes that Adam was very interested in. The two of them scooted closer to eachother halfway through the meeting, giggling at stupid jokes one of them would make.
Kenny was slightly annoyed but he didn’t know why. He didn’t wanna listen to Cody’s long drawn out speech, but he also didn’t wanna listen to y/n and Adam giggle to eachother.
When the meeting finally came to a close, Cody thanked everyone for coming and walked out of the room, Brandi following behind him.
“That was tiring.” Nick said, stretching in his chair, “I feel like i’ve been here for 13 hours!” He yelled dramatically slamming his head down on the table.
Everyones heads snapped over to him, “Nick, bud, it was maybe 2 hours.” Adam laughed out.
“Shhhh, let me sleep.” Nick responded.
Adam shrugged and stood up, “Well y/n it was very nice to meet you,” he smiled, “i have alot of trust that you will write amazing stories for us all.”
Y/n smiled, “thank you Adam, i appreciate it.”
Adam nodded at him before exiting the room as well.
“Sooo,” Kenny began scooting his chair closing to y/n’s, “you and Adam huh?” He nudged y/n’s shoulder.
“Shut up kennert.” Y/n groaned
“You like him?”
“I do not actually, he’s not really my type” Y/n responded shrugging.
“not your type? he’s beautiful!” Kenny said shocked.
“You’re sounding a little fruity there Kenny,” y/n giggled turning toward him so they were facing eachother, “maybe you have a crush on him.”
“Eh been there done that.” he responded in a non-chalant way.
“What?” y/n responded eyes wide, “you’re?” he brought up his hand and bent it at the wrist.
Kenny froze, y/n didn’t know he was bi, he totally forgot. Everyone he interacts with knows he ‘swings both ways’ so he didn’t even think about it.
“um, i- uh” Kenny stammered, “is it hot in here?”
“kenny, i’m literally gay” y/n chuckled, “i don’t care if you are”
“yea yea it’s just-“ he stopped, “it’s been a while since a new person found out about it, ya know?”
y/n nodded, “so if you’ve been there done that,” he mocked, “and you’re fruity,” he did the hand thing again, “then are you jealous mr omega?” He teased laughing softly.
Kenny stopped for a second. He used to have feelings for y/n, and he will admit he still looked absolutely amazing. But that bridge had already been crossed. There was no way there could be anything between them now.
“Kenny, i’m kidding,” y/n cut in, “but i would be very flattered if you were.”
Y/n stood up out of his chair, “so” he stared down at the still sitting Kenny, “wanna hang out?” He didn’t know why he was nervous to ask but he was. He felt his palms start to sweat and he was avoiding eye contact with kenny.
“mmmm,” kenny drummed his fingers on the table, “watcha wanna do?”
y/n let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in, “wanna come over? play some mario kart?”
Kenny nodded with a smile standing up out of his seat as well.
“Shall we?” He asked holding out his hand to y/n.
“We shall,” y/n took his hand and the two walked out together hand in hand.
They had been at Kenny’s for a few hours. Y/n insisted they went over there since he hadn’t unpacked anything yet.
The two were sitting on Kenny’s love seat, both of their legs up on the ottoman, y/n’s on top of kenny’s.
“Can we be done playing now?” Kenny whined throwing his arms up in defeat.
“You only wanna be done because you’ve lost the last 8 races” y/n teased.
“You’ve kept track?” Kenny’s voice went high. He pulled his legs up onto the couch crossing his arms over his chest.
“Well when you’re a winner,” y/n pretended to dust off his shoulders, “you wanna know your record, not that you’d know what being a winner is like.”
“Oh that’s it” Kenny lunged forward at y/n, tackling him onto the couch.
“Noo nooo” y/n yelled.
Kenny straddled y/n staring down at him, “any last words?”
y/n squinted his eyes, “you suck at mario kart.”
“you’re gonna get it now.”
Kenny started tickling y/n, squeezing his sides, expecting him to erupt in laughter but instead there was silence.
Kenny stopped, staring at y/n. He cocked his head to the side, “what?” he questioned, out of breath from his attack.
Y/n took this as his opportunity to strike back. He lunged forward causing kenny to lose balance and fall down onto his back. Y/n began to squeeze his sides, reaching under his shirt to make sure he got the ultimate tickle.
Kenny erupted into a loud unrestrained laugh. Wriggling from side to side, “y/n stop stop” he begged between laughs, “can’t breathe” he continued laughing.
Finally, y/n stopped, “i win again” he said smugly.
“I think i won” Kenny said softly gazing into y/n’s eyes.
Y/n was laughing so he didn’t hear Kenny.
Finally y/n stood up off of Kenny, offering a hand to help him up.
Kenny took it and stood up, the two of them stood dangerously close to eachother.
Kenny’s mind was racing. He felt like no time had passed between him and his old friend. He still felt that spark between them. He sighed, continuing to stare into y/n’s eyes, wishing he could read his mind.
Y/n stood there, staring back at Kenny. He was so beautiful. When they were younger y/n always had the biggest crush on him but Kenny was never anything but straight, atleast that’s he thought. Knowing now that he was some kind of gay, y/n thought about all of the moments they shared when they were younger and if maybe they meant more than he thought.
Kenny reached up, cradling y/n’s face in his hands, “you are the most breathtaking person i have ever seen in my entire life.”
Kenny couldn’t believe he just did that, but it was 20+ years of pent up feelings for the man standing across from him and his brain was no longer functioning.
“I’m sorry,” Kenny stopped himself going to remove his hands but y/n stopped him. Placing his hands over kenny’s.
“Just kiss me kenny.”
And so he did. Kenny pulled y/n into a kiss. Kenny’s chest felt like it was going to explode. When people described feeling fireworks, he knew this is what they meant.
Y/n gasped when their lips connected, his knee’s immediately went weak. This was something he had been waiting for for years. Kenny’s lips were soft and warm and he felt like home.
Y/n pulled away first, resting his forehead on kenny’s.
“Should’ve done that a long time ago huh” Kenny giggled, placing another short peck to y/n’s lips.
“Mmm not my fault.” Y/n reached his hands under Kenny’s shirt, for nothing more than to feel his warm skin, Kenny felt safe.
Kenny chuckled pulling y/n into his chest, “nothings ever your fault is it sweetheart?”
Y/n nuzzled his face into Kenny’s neck, shaking his head which caused Kenny to squirm. He pressed small gentle kisses to his shoulder.
“Can’t get enough of me huh?” Kenny asked quietly, continuing to hold him. He may have asked the question to poke fun at him, but he couldn’t get enough of y/n either.
“Making up for too much lost time omega.”
The two of them stood there in each others arms until their legs got tired. They then retreated back to the couch. Their limbs tangled together, doing whatever they had to do to remain touching.
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Super soft intimacy
cradling the face, looking into their eyes
pressing foreheads against each other
sighing into the other's mouth
kisses all over the face
calling each other petnames they wouldn't use in public
hugging the other from behind
sliding hands under their clothes
softly stroking their warm skin
ruffling the other's hair
murmuring sweet things into their ears
stroking the other's finger while holding hands
nuzzling into their neck
massaging their feet
napping together
having the other's head on their lap
staring into each other's eyes
pressing soft kisses on their shoulders
smiling into the kiss
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Make Me
adam cole x mjf
this story is kafabe
“i’m gonna fucking kill tony” Adam yelled as he stumbled backstage.
It was just announced that he would be paired up with Max for the tag team tournament, and he was pissed.
“Where the hell is that rat” Adam yelled at no one in particular making his way toward Tony’s office.
He pushed the door open with too much force. Shocking Tony who was sat behind his desk, scribbling on a piece of paper.
“Me and max?” He yelled, “you need to fucking change this immediately Tony, i’m not working with that asshole.”
Tony stared up at him wide eyed shuffling his papers to the side, “Adam i-it’s random.”
“Oh bullshit! I know you pulled something, you know how much i hate him.”
“Adam, i promise it is random,” Tony said standing up from his desk, making his way toward him, “and i can’t just change it, how would that look?”
Adam rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, “i’m not working with him.”
“Talking about me?” Adam heard the annoyingly familiar voice echo into the room.
“Max get the hell out.” He said bluntly.
“Oh come on Adam, i think we’d make a great team” Max walked over to Adam patting him on the shoulder, “we’re a dream team!”
Adam let out a sharp breath, “don’t fucking touch me,” he adjusted so maxs hand would fall off his shoulder, “you are the biggest piece of shit i have ever met, I will be civil and i will work with you, BUT i will not be your friend. You have hurt so many fucking people in this business just by being yourself, i have no respect for you.” Adam finished and stormed out of Tony’s office.
Max stood there stunned for a second, looking over at Tony who was giving him a forgiving yet scared look.
“what the fuck do you want?” Max hissed at him before storming out as well.
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“No matt, i’m not gonna give him a chance, this is all so stupid.” Adam paced back and fourth.
“Man, i know he’s a piece of shit, and i know he doesn’t like to wrestle, and i know he thinks he’s better than everyone-“
“You’re not selling it much here” Adam cut him off.
“But” Matt started, “he’s not the worst partner”
“How’s that?” Adam scoffed.
“Atleast he can kind of wrestle when he actually does! and the crowd gives him reactions.”
“They boo him out of the fucking building, rightfully so, and that’s not me. i don’t like that shit. What kind of person is fueled on hatred?”
“Max” Matt mumbled with a small laugh.
“Oh cut the shit”
“Listen maybe you guys are more alike than you think.”
“Ha! good one Matt, that’s real funny.”
“Hang out with him once, go to the gym or something, i don’t know” Matt threw his hands up in defeat, “if you guys are gonna win, you need some kind of chemistry.” Matt grabbed a bagel off of catering and walked away.
Adam groaned, sitting down and placing his face in his hands.
“Heyyy buddy”
Adam looked up, met with Maxs stupid face.
“what.”
“I know you hate me but Matt’s right.” He scrunched his face, “don’t tell that fucking mark i just said that.”
“Why are you such an asshole to everyone?”
“ ‘m not being an asshole to you,” he smiled again, a stupid stupid smile.
“Which is possibly, even more uncomfortable and annoying.” Adam stood up starting to walk away.
“Hey!” Max grabbed his arm, “why don’t you just give me a chance.”
Adam turned his body toward him, taking a step forward, “and why don’t you stop being a narcissistic prick to everyone?”
Max looked down and then back up, locking eyes with Adam, stepping toward him so there was only a few inches between the two, “why don’t you make me?” He stepped forward again, “pretty boy.”
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Wrestling is stupid.
cody rhodes x gender neutral reader fic!
no smut, fluff and teasing, au
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“drew can you and your stupid ass friend shut the fuck up!” you yelled from your room at your brother. “you’re literally 20 years old and still watching grown men fight eachother half naked”
He didn’t answer and didn’t quiet down either.
You groaned and pulled yourself out of bed pulling your door open hastily.
“These basement walls are made of literal fucking paper” you started as you walked toward your brother and his friend. “i don’t want to hear you giggling like little girls over-“
you stopped making eye contact with your brothers blue eyed friend. Your mouth immediately went dry, now unsure of what to say and the silence filled the air and the tension was palpable as neither of you looked away.
Until, “you’re one to talk” drew piped up pausing the match that was on the tv, “did i not walk in on you watching twilight the other day?” he laughed to himself getting up off couch.
The tension was sliced with a rusty saw.
“twilight is a beautiful love story, better than titanic, better than romeo and juliet” you went off. “but incredibly besides the point. And now i have a new issue.”
“hmm?” drew asked shuffling stuff around in the mini fridge, before finally pulling out a baja blast.
“who dis?” you asked pointing at the blue eyed boy who was flipping through a star wars comic book.
“oh, that’s joe” he responded and the boy chuckled.
“joe mama” the blue eyed boy mumbled in between giggles.
You rolled your eyes, “okay so another one of your virgin friends got it.” you nodded to yourself turning to walk away.
“‘m cody!” the blue eyed boy piped up. “i went along with the joke because i thought you were kidding, ya know asking who i am”
“have you ever been in this house before?” you questioned, he shook his head in response.
“then why, on gods green beautiful earth, would i know? hmm?”
Cody finally put down his comic looking up at you from his spot on a bean bag. “I-“ Drew cut him off.
“They genuinely don’t know who you are codes, they have never watched wrestling with me a day in their life.” Drew spoke plopping back down and opening his soda.
“Untrue, i watched that one um match where the big guy in all black like killed the dude with the mask on his face” You retorted, “but other than that he’s right. Don’t tell me you’re a wrestling lover too.”
The two of them started giggling both shaking their heads.
“i guess you could call me a wrestling lover” cody said in a mocking tone.
You just shrugged no longer interested in the conversation.
You began to walk away and Drew pressed play on the tv again.
“Dude i said to turn that shit down,” you turned around now facing them again.
“AND STILL YOUR INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, CODY RHODES” The tv blared.
You stood there, staring, eyes darting between the screen and your brothers friend.
“Like i said, could call me a wrestling lover.” Cody said turning to look at you, a stupid smile on his face.
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It had been a month since the first time you saw cody, and if it wasn’t a Thursday or Friday he was usually over.
You hated it at first because the two of them never shut up about wrestling, constantly keeping a match on the TV, playing way too loud.
But as time went on you found yourself sneaking out into the living room more and more. Standing behind the 2 boys, making fun of whatever was on the screen and asking cody way too many questions about what it was like.
“So like do you know who wins before you go into it? If yes do you know like a month beforehand or like 2 hours before? or do they tell you right before you go out?”
Cody laughed and shrugged, “it all depends things change all of the time. storylines aren’t always linear, ya know?”
You nodded stuffing your face with popcorn. “Doesn’t this shit like hurt?”
“No darling, it feels amazing” He said causing drew to laugh.
“Oh cool fun, i show the slightest bit of interest and suddenly it’s the bully y/n show” you waved your hands in the air in an over dramatic fashion.
Drew groaned getting up from his spot, “gonna go pick up some pizzas, you coming codes?” he asked grabbing his keys off the hook.
Cody’s eyes quickly darted between you and drew, “m no, i think i’m gonna stay, gotta answer this one’s question.”
“Suit yourself” drew shrugged pulling on his hoodie and running up the stairs.
“GET BREADSTICKS!” You yelled up at him, only hearing a faint “go fuck your self” in response.
You and cody sat in awkward silence for a few minutes, and again a strange tension filled the air.
“So” cody cleared his throat breaking the never ending silence, “what other questions do you have?”
You shrugged, tapping your chin in a comedic way, “do the ‘submissions’ actually like hurt? i know it’s a dumb question, but i feel like there has to be a way to do that stuff without it feeling like you’re actually gonna die”
He just smirked at you, “if you’re wrestling the right person it won’t hurt.” he stopped adjusting in his seat, “i can show you.” he stood up, motioning for you to stand up as well.
You squinted your eyes at him, slowing standing up, “people know i’m down here, if i die they’re gonna know it’s you and-“
“I’m a professional” He cut you off, cracking his fingers, “and i’d never dream of hurting you.”
He made eye contact with you, he looked so soft and you somehow knew you could trust him.
You nodded, “okay what do i do?”
He stepped toward you, keeping eye contact, “okay um turn around so your back is facing me”
You nodded again doing as you were told.
“You trust me?” He asked softly.
“Mhm! now do it before i regret this”
“okay okay,” he put his hands up in defense. “Alright so this is a sleeper hold”
He wrapped his left arm around your neck pulling your body against his.
“You can feel that there’s a little pressure but not enough for it to actually hurt you. It’s all in the acting.” He spoke slowly, “see now if i take my other hand and grab my arm, i can make it look like i’m straining to hold you,” He did so, “and then you’d struggle and wiggle and try and get out”
Which you started doing catching cody off guard.
“wow wow wow” he quickly said losing his balance, falling back onto the bean bag, taking you with him.
“I’m so so sorry y/n” He blurted out adjusting his grip on you so he wasn’t still choking you out, “are you okay?”
You turned to look at him, gazing into his eyes, “yea, yea ‘m fine” you mumbled out, not looking away.
The two of you stayed there, you on top of him, both so entranced in each others presence.
“I um” you started beginning to stand up.
Before you could finish, he pulled you back down onto him.
“you are incredibly mesmerizing” he whispered, stroking your cheek with his thumb.
You felt your cheeks heat up as you watched him glance down at your lips and then back up to your eyes again.
“you gonna kiss me or what mr. intercontinental champion?” you sassed at him.
he chuckled pulling you down further, pressing his lips against yours.
It was a soft kiss, like one you see in movies, where the 2 main characters are standing in the rain under a street light. Like when there’s fireworks going off for some weird reason even though it’s raining.
You pulled away from him, “cody rhodes, you are dashing”
he rolled his eyes pulling you into kiss him again.
“PIZZAS HERE BITCHES!”
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