#aew hook fluff
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love language
18+ (nothing but smut)
Tyler sat on the edge of the bed watching as you in front of the mirror attempting to do your hair, but continuously getting too caught up in the story you were telling him to stay focused on it.
You were a little fired up to say the very least, and even though you were supposed to be heading out in less than fifteen minutes, he didn’t feel like it was the best idea to remind you of how short on time you were.
“So then what happened?” He asked before taking another glance at the time on his phone.
“So then!” You turned to face him with the straightener in hand, pointing it at him. “I pulled the place up on my gps, and it says I’m only ten minutes away, so I’m like, okay cool let me just keep walking right?”
“Right.” He nods. He’s doing his best not to snicker at how you’re animatedly waving the straightener around.
“So I turn where the gps says to, and it keeps telling me to turn around. There’s so many people on the sidewalk just watching me literally walk in circles for five minutes. I’m pretty sure one guy was laughing dead at me.”
“No.” He exaggerates, failing to keep a straight face.
You shoot him a look before you wave your hand. “Anyway, I finally get sick of walking in circles and I ask someone if they know where the building is. You know what they tell me?”
“What did they tell you?”
“That building moved to the next city over months ago. The gps still had the old address. I had like, five minutes to spare before my appointment time and I was about thirty minutes away.” You huff before you turn back to face the mirror.
Tyler remains quiet, his smirk still evident on his face as he gets off the bed and walks over to you. It was hard to stay aggravated when you felt his arms wrap around your waist.
“Sounds like you had a stressful day.” He mumbles into your shoulder, placing soft kisses to your skin. “I have a few different ways I can make it better though.”
You lolled your head to the side and let his lips roam from your shoulder to right below your ear, immediately sending tingles down your body when his lips peppered your sensitive skin.
“Aren’t we supposed to leave soon?” You asked, barely paying any attention to the hair you were absentmindedly straightening.
“We can be a little late.” He hums against you as his hands caress your hips.
You spun around in his arms and placed the straightener down on the dresser before you wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
You felt your back against the dresser as he pressed his body against yours, his hands sliding underneath your shirt to feel the softness of your skin.
“Better yet-“ He whispered against your lips. “Let’s just forget about going out tonight and enjoy some time to ourselves. It’s been a minute.”
You couldn’t deny the fact that it sounded like a great idea. He was right, it had been a while since you were able to just stay in and spend time together. His schedule and yours never mixes well.
“What’s gonna happen when you get hangry?” You teased, and he smirked as he grabbed your hand and pulled you to the bed.
“I have a full course meal right here.” He slid his tongue between his plump lips, smirking once more when a tinge of rose flushed over your cheeks.
He lifted your shirt and tossed it elsewhere, then slid the bra straps off your shoulders and peppered more warm kisses in their previous place. You ran your hands down his bare torso, feeling the warmth of his skin and the rigid muscles beneath your palms.
He unlatched your bra and let it fall to the floor before he bent down and cupped your breasts, placing open mouthed kisses all over your chest until he was sure he left no piece of skin unkissed.
Your fingers ran through his hair, gently tugging to encourage him as he trailed the kisses down your stomach.
You looked down at him when he lowered himself to his knees, and he was already looking up at you. His fingers hooked under the waistband of your shorts and he slowly slid them down to your ankles before helping you step out of them, and sliding them off with all your other discarded clothes.
You sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned back on your elbows, your head falling back when you felt his warm lips place more open mouth, wet kisses to your inner thighs.
You felt the anticipation arising at an uncontrollable pace, so much so that it was nearly impossible not to whimper out of pure neediness. You felt him smirk against you, already knowing he was enjoying seeing you so impatient.
He brought one leg up to rest over his shoulder as he trailed his path of kisses up the other one, leaving no piece of skin unloved by those lips.
You reached down for him, your hand finding his hair and nails raking through it. He took that as his sign to stop teasing and you knew it when you felt his tongue lick a solid stripe up your inner thigh, just before he cupped his lips around your clit and suckled pulsations that made your entire body immediately buzz with a million wild nerves.
Your back hit the mattress before it arched off the bed. One hand kept a tight grip on his hair while the other one clawed at the sheets like your life depended on it.
He flicked his tongue at an incomprehensible speed, making you see dazzling stars behind your eyelids. You attempted to squirm back but he wrapped his arms underneath your thighs and pulled you right back, keeping you locked in place as he worked his magic on you.
You peered your eyes open, only to find that the ceiling was an absolute blur. You were pretty positive that you were already so close, and Tyler could tell by the way your thighs started to tremble.
He kept you in place with one arm before he inserted two fingers, curling them roughly against your sweet spot that he always seemed to effortlessly find. Your eyes screwed shut and mouth dropped open, letting a series of incomprehensible whimpers and moans fly through the air.
Your back arched off the bed again, and he didn’t miss a single beat. He felt you clenching down around him, felt your walls throbbing against his fingers and he used that to his advantage.
The sounds of your juices sloshing against his fingers exemplified when he sped them up. His tongue was lapping at an unforgiving pace and you were doing everything you could not to nearly scream his name for everyone in the hotel to hear.
Your body buzzed, so much so that you could feel your skin vibrating. You were so close to the edge that you could practically taste it and as soon as you finally found that impending high he was aiming to bring to you, all of your senses were suddenly washed over with nothing but complete bliss.
Your ears were ringing, you couldn’t even hear the high pitched moans that were flying through your lips. You felt your blood rushing strong through your veins, a sensation so riveting you couldn’t even put it into words if you tried.
Tyler’s eyes snapped up to watch you. He reveled in the way you completely came undone anytime he works his magic on you. The way your body responds to him, and the way he can easily bring you to that earth shattering high like its second nature for him never fails to make him feel like he’s on top of the world.
He rides you through it as the pumps of his two fingers slow down and he places a couple more sloppy kisses to your inner thigh, until they stop trembling.
Your chest was heaving and you were in the middle of getting at least some of your hearing back when he stood up and pushes his sweatpants down, then finds himself between your thighs with a satisfied smirk on his face.
You push some hair out of his face before you trace your finger down his jaw, attempting to catch your breath but it gets taken away again when he crashes his lips into yours.
His tongue pushes past your lips to claim any and every piece your mouth has to offer. Your eyes rolled back when you tasted yourself on your tongue.
In the midst of the kiss, you felt him push into you. A gasp of surprise got caught in your throat, but a breathy moan escaped from your lips.
You wrapped your legs around his back and held him as close as two people could possibly get, feeling him stretch you out so deliciously that it had your body buzzing all over again.
He gave you a couple moments to adjust, peppering kisses on every square inch of your face until you told him you were ready for him to move.
He slowly pulled his hips back and brought them back in, setting the pace slow and steady as he cradled your face, staring deep into your eyes with so much admiration in his own that your heart was practically melting to nothing more than a thick puddle.
“You feel amazing baby.” He raspily whispered before he placed a kiss to your forehead. Your eyes fluttered as he started thrusting a little faster, your nails gently raking down his back, feeling all the muscles contract beneath your fingertips.
His dropped his head to your shoulder and sucked the sensitive skin on your neck, earning a series of moans to fall from your lips like second nature.
One hand reached back and grabbed yours, holding it firmly above your head as he rocked into you just a little faster then before. You could’ve swore you were done for when he leaned up on one elbow with his chain between his teeth. You hooked your finger underneath it and pulled him back down to your lips, whimpering against him, “Harder.”
He obliged without hesitation, snapping his hips back and to hard enough to make the headboard bang against the wall and all the pictures that decorated the hotel room bounce against the wall with every thrust.
“Oh my God Tyler!” You cried out, pushing your head back against the pillows. He dipped down and latched his lips to the column of your throat, his tongue smoothing over the overly sensitive skin right after.
“Wanna feel you come on me, baby” He coaxes between wet, sloppy kisses to your neck. “Want these bedsheets soaked and you drippin for me, so I can fuck it all back into you again.”
You moaned in response, your stomach tightening and veins heavily buzzing beneath your skin with every coax and praise that fell from his lips.
He leans back up and looks down at you, his hair falling every which way in his face, lips swollen from all the kisses and single sweat beads sliding down his skin. The picture of perfection if you’ve ever seen it.
“I- I don’t know if I can come again” You admitted, feeling so overly sensitive from your first orgasm that hit you out of nowhere.
“I know you can.” He says before he lets go of your hand and wraps his around your throat instead. Your eyes rolled back when you felt the pressure, making your head spin in the most addictive way.
Your mouth fell open but your moans were silenced by his lips. Your tongues merged, fighting against each other until his inevitably won the battle.
Your body was ignited, every nerve buzzing as he kept his hand firmly around your throat, applying just enough pressure to make you see the stars behind your eyes all over again.
“Please don’t stop” You managed to moan out, and a coy smirk played on his lips as soon as he felt you throb around him. He did his best not to, but he couldn’t keep in the moan that ripped through his chest.
His eyes fluttered when you clenched down around him. Every time he thought he could hold back until you finished, he realized it was a much harder task than he anticipated.
“Kiss me” You needily whimpered, and he didn’t object. He leaned back down and crashed his lips to yours, his tongue once again dominating any and every space your mouth had to offer as he held that pressure to the sides of your neck, keeping your head swimming and body on the verge of completely falling into the pleasurable oblivion.
His hips snapped again, the feeling so overwhelmingly strong that your body had a mind of its own when your back arched once more, and he wrapped one arm underneath you to hold you in position.
You felt him driving so deep you couldn’t control the sounds that flew past your lips. You were positive that anyone on your floor was hearing every sound he pulled from you but it was the last thing you worried about.
You were once again so close to the release that you could taste it, and Tyler knowing your body well enough, knew that it was time to bring you over the edge.
He loosened his hand around your throat for a few seconds before he reapplied that pressure, dipping his head down, his lips lingered against the shell of your ear, sending chills skating freely down your spine.
“You did so good, mamas.” He coaxes, “You can come for me now. You earned it.”
Your nails dug deep into his back, and he groaned at the searing sensation, but snapped his hips even harder in response.
You felt all your senses once again wash away, this time ten times stronger. Tyler groaned and let a few curses slip against your shoulder when he felt you clench so tight that he could hardly pull back.
You clung to him like your life depended on it, his name flying through the air, bouncing off the walls like it was the only word you ever learned.
“That’s it baby” he praises. “Come for me, i’ve got you.”
You felt the rush of warmth spilling from you and filling you, knowing good and well the bed sheets would be soaked like he said.
He stilled his hips and held himself deep, his body shuddering slightly and low, deep groans mixing with your moans in the air.
You slowly loosened your hold on him; legs dropping to the bed, completely spent.
He caught his breath and picked his head up, a lazy, very much satisfied grin playing on his lips as he pushed his hair back and looked down at you.
You smiled up at him, rubbing your thumb over his bottom lip before he dipped down to place a gentle, tender kiss to them.
“This was ten times better than going out.” You chuckle, watching as he smirks back.
“Yeah, but I do have a problem.” He raises his brows.
“What?”
“I’m hungry as fuck now.” He drops his head to your shoulder to stifle his laugh.
“I told you.” You shake your head before you look over at the time. “Should we just go out anyway? It’s not too late.”
“Nah. We never get to stay in and just chill.”
“I know.” You smiled up at him. “How about you go pick something up real quick and i’ll find some movies for us to watch?” you suggested.
“Alright, that sounds good.” He nods before placing a kiss to your forehead. “But no romeo and juliet and no titanic.”
“If you don’t like classics just say that.” You deadpan, but couldn’t help but smile after.
“Baby, we’ve watched those about a thousand times. If I have to hear Leonardo Dicaprio one more time I might go crazy.”
“Well he does have that affect on people.” You teased, a bashful grin spreading across your lips.
Tyler raised his brows before he shook his head with a smile, and got up to grab your clothes and hand them to you.
“I’m gonna act like my competition is not a man who’s double my age.” He shook his head as he slides his sweatpants on.
You chuckled before you stood up and cupped his cheeks, placing a kiss to his lips before you said, “There is no competition, Leo’s got nothing on Tyler Senerchia.”
A tinge of pink crossed over his cheeks, paired with a wide grin. “I don’t really believe you cause i’ve watched you get all blushy when you watch his movies-“
“Okay shut up” you swat his arm and he busts out laughing before he wraps his arms around your waist.
“I’m just messing with you mamas. You can have a crush on an old man if you want to.” He teases, and tightens his arms around you so you can’t push him away.
You gave up and rolled your eyes at him, but smiled immediately after.
“The more you talk about him the more I want to put on one of his movies. Is that what you want?” You challenged.
You could see that he wanted to attest, and the look on his face told you he would probably do anything not to come back to Titanic on the tv.
“If you want to, then fine. But i’ll make sure I find every way in the book to distract you.” He mutters before he trails his lips down your neck.
“So if you wanna be able to walk tomorrow, I suggest putting on another movie.”
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Double Duty - Hook
Pairing: Hook x Female!Reader
Summary: Your friend accidently double books babysitters for one night.
Warnings: None, Fluff, Babysitting, Horror Movies, Asthma Attack, Kissing
Word Count: 2,108
Note: So sorry I didn't publish this on Friday!
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Hook jogged up the few steps onto the porch of his sister’s house. Raising his fist his knuckles collided against the wooden door echoing throughout the house. Hook smiled hearing the pounding sound of feet running towards the door, he braced himself to get tackled by little children.
The door swung open revealing two small kids. “Uncle Hook!” They both screamed, rushing towards him.
“Hey you little boogers!” Hook bent down picking his five year old nephew, Nicky and three year old niece, Taylor up. His biceps flexed as he held the children in each arm. “You two causing any trouble?” Hook entered the house, kicking the door shut behind him.
“Nooo!” Nicky had a grin on his face as he giggled.
Hook entered the kitchen seeing his sister rush around. “No my butt, they’re both little trouble makers.” Hook smiled as his sister was fixing her ear ring.
“I’m so sorry to contact you on such short notice.” She looked through her purse making sure she had everything.
“You’re fine, Ash.” Hook bounced both kids in his arms making them squeal in giggle. “I’m just glad you caught me on a day when I wasn't wrestling.” Hook dances around the kitchen, making the children giggle at his movements.
“I owe you one, it’s been awhile since I’ve been out.” She paused looking at her children. “By myself.” She mumbled the last part.
Hook frowned, he knew where his older sister was coming from. She didn’t have the freedom like he did, traveling everywhere and going to bars almost every weekend. It also didn’t help that she too had to take care of him when they were growing up. With their father being Taz, he wrestled all throughout their childhood and mom was somewhat around if she wasn’t on a bender.
“You don’t have to owe me anything, sis.” Hook set the little ones down, having them rush about chasing one another around the kitchen counter. “I mean, I was going to come and visit you guys anyways.”
“I wanted you to come and visit when I’m not out trying to get drunk and have a one night stand.” Ash huffed, applying another coat of lipstick on.
Hook only shrugged, still understanding that she was a woman with priorities and being a single mother Ash wasn’t at clubs or hanging out with her friends at coffee shops. She was mostly at doctors appointments or doing some type of baby stuff to make the kids learn and grow.
The doorbell rang throughout the house making Hook arch his eyebrow looking over at his sister. “You order pizza?” Hook stomach growled at the talk of food.
Hook heard the door being open and the kids squealing loudly. “It’s Y/N!”
“Oh shit.” Ash said, face palming herself.
“Who’s, Y/N?” Hook asked, following his sister into the living room.
“Hi guys!” You got down onto your knees, hugging the two kids that rushed into your arms. “I miss you two.” You smiled as they giggled and told you they missed you too.
“Shit, Y/N. I forgot that you’re babysitting.” Ashlyn said, making you look up at her with an arched eyebrow.
You got up from your knees, standing. “Forgot?” You questioned, your eyes shifting behind her to see a slim built male and messy brown hair behind your friend.
“Yeah, my brother here is babysitting the kids tonight, he’s in town and I forgot to text you to cancel. Maybe you can come out to the club with me?” Ash smiled widely and wiggled her eyebrows. “You can be my wing girl and help me get laid.”
You smiled at the thought, it has been awhile since you’ve been out and being out of a two year long relationship you did need to blow off some steam. “That actually sounds-”
“No! No! Y/N, stay!” Taylor tightly hugged your leg, pressing her cheek against you. You looked down at the little girl then back up at your friend.
“Taylor, I’m sure Y/N here has other plans for the night. Your uncle is here now.”
“Uncle?” You asked under your breath.
“No! Double babysit, both stay!” Nic pouted, stomping his feet.
Ashlyn pinched the bridge of her nose and let out a loud sigh as her children were now pouting and on the verge of throwing a tantrum. “I don’t mind staying.” You smiled over at Ashlyn’s brother who seemed to not have his eye leave you for one second. “I’m Y/N, by the way.”
“This is my uncle Hook!” Nic rushed towards Hook and hugged his leg, giggling.
Hook cleared his throat and extended his arm out for you to shake his hand. “My friends call me Hook, but my real name is Tyler.”
You grabbed onto his soft hand, giving it a shake and him a smile. “Nice to meet you, Tyler.”
“Please, call me Hook.” He flashed you a smile.
“Hook.” You nodded, saying his nickname as it rolled off the tip of your tongue. “Nice to meet you, Hook.”
“Okay, well. I am leaving. You two have fun on double duty and I’ll be out until early morning or whenever I feel like coming back.” Ashlyn slung her purse over her shoulder, bending down and kissing her childrens forehead. “You two will be good tonight, understood?”
“Yes mommy.” Both children said at the same time and hugged their mother before she left.
“There’s money on the counter to order a pizza, don’t let them stay up too late or too much sugar!” Ashlyn waved goodbye, snagging her car keys as she was out the door.
“So, what shall we do first?” You asked the two kids who grinned widely at you.
“Tag!” They both said at the same time.
Nick slapped your thigh showing that you were ‘it’ as he started to run as fast as he could away from you. Taylor squealed loudly as she ran away from you too.
You looked at Hook with a smirk on your face as his eyes widened and he bolted out of the living room. Chasing after him, you jumped over toys and other obstacles around you.
The back door burst open as Hook, Nicky and Taylor all screamed running to the backyard. You tapped at Taylors shoulder running past her only for her to giggle and squeal loudly. Her eyes went to Hook who was running in slow motion for Taylor to tag him.
“You’re it!” She laughed loudly, slapping the back of Hook’s leg, not knowing her own strength.
“I’m gonna get you, Nicky!” Hook jogged behind the younger boy. Nick laughed and screamed trying to run away from Hook. His laughter soon became heavy coughs as he stopped running. “Tag, you’re it!” Hook tapped Nick on the top of his head.
Nick stopped in his tracks, coughing hard as he was trying to catch his breath. Your attention went to Nick as you quickly rushed towards him. “What happened?”
“I- I don’t know. I was chasing after him and he was laughing and then he started to cough.” Hook sounded worried, he didn’t know what was wrong with his nephew.
“Shit, hold on. Nicky breath, okay? Keep breathing.” You ran towards the house, leaping over the few steps of the back patio and ran inside. You looked through the medicine cabinet in the kitchen and grabbed an orange inhaler. Rushing back outside, you slid on your knees in the grass to Nick. “Open bubba, open.” You ripped the cap off and placed the inhaler in Nick’s mouth. Pressing down a few times you rubbed his back. “Breath, slow breaths.” You did a few more times until you knew he was breathing easily.
“T- Thank- Thank you.” Nick breathed out.
“Nicky has asthma, he can’t really run too much or it triggers it.” You tousled Nick’s hair.
“I- I didn’t know he had asthma.” Hook frowned, looking down at Nick. “Is he going to be okay?”
“Oh yeah, he’s a tough boy.” You got up on your feet and smiled at Nick who was already running around again playing with his sister. “He just needs to take it easy now, so it’s probably best we don’t play tag anymore.”
Hook nodded with a frown still settled on his face. You bit the inside of your cheek, the tension of Hook feeling guilty about not knowing his nephew had asthma lingered in the air. “Should we order that pizza?” You asked him with a smile, trying to change the subject.
“Pizza sounds great.”
Two large pizza boxes laid out on top of the coffee table. Children plates with half cut eaten pizza laid on the surface of the table. Your feet were propped up on the edge of the coffee table while you were watching the cartoon movie play on the flat screen. You turned your head to see Nicky and Taylor in between you and Hook fast asleep.
“Full bellies and their favorite movie on, easy night for us.” You smiled at Hook who nodded.
“I uh, I wanted to thank you for helping Nick out.”
You cocked your head to the side. “Well of course, I look at him like he’s my own nephew.”
You could see Hook sucking the side of his cheek. “No, you don’t understand. I…” Hook paused only to inhale a breath and exhale out. “I didn’t know Nick had asthma.”
“Oh.” You looked at the sleeping boy who mumbled a few words in his sleep.
“If you weren’t here to help him I wouldn’t have known what to do.”
“It’s alright Hook.” You tried to reassure him.
“My job, I’m a professional wrestler so I travel all the time. This is the first time I’ve seen it in over six months.” Hook watched the two siblings. “They’re getting so big.”
“Yeah, it seems like that’s all they do is grow.” You teased. “Come on, let's get them to bed and we can put on an adult movie.” You stood up, easily grabbing Taylor in your arms in a slow and soft manner so you wouldn’t wake her.
“You mean like a rated R movie.” Hook had a smirk on his face that made you blush.
“If you want it to be.” You gushed, you didn’t plan your wording out right, you just meant something that wasn’t a cartoon.
With the two little ones to bed, Hook picked the movie. “Friday the 13th? Really? What are we middle schoolers?” You snickered as you watched the movie.
“Hey this is a classic.” You jumped as the music got intense and Jason came out of nowhere doing a jump scare. “Seems like it still lives to its expectations.”
“It just caught me off guard.” You lied, basically hiding underneath the blanket.
Hook laughed at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder he pulled you close to him. “Come here.” He whispered. You laid on his chest, hearing his heart pumping against his ribs as your eyes were glued on the screen.
“Seems like you’re scared too from the way your heart is thumping.”
“Not from the movie.” Hook mumbled.
You pulled away from him only to look up at him, he was already looking down at you. His brown eyes shone as the movie in the background became white noise. His face leaned down further towards you as you leaned towards him. Your lips collided against one another in a soft manner.
Moaning softly against his lips, Hook’s tongue slid past yours and explored your mouth. His tongue grazed against yours as you moaned slightly louder. Hook was the first to pull away. “Shh. You don’t want to wake up-”
“Are you two married now?” A tired voice yawned out. You blushed, quickly pulling away from Hook while Hook grabbed the blanket from you and tossed it over his lap. You looked at the blanket and up at Hook whose face was a deep color red and gave you a shy smile. You had no idea you had this effect on him and it was just a kiss.
“What are you doing up, sleepy head?” You asked, quickly pausing the movie so Nick wouldn’t see anything bad.
“TV is too loud.” Nick shuffled towards you and climbed onto the sofa and into your lap.
“Oh, okay Nicky sorry.” You grabbed the remote and put it on a different channel. You clicked Bluey on for the young boy to fall asleep to.
Once Nick’s eyes were shut and his breathing was steady you looked over at Hook. “We can finish what we started later.” You winked at him, making Hook’s face brighten.
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Two Worlds Collide (Smut Drabble)
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In Need For A Hug
Pairing: Hook x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Fluff!
Word Count: 1,457
Summary: When Hook looses his FTW Title, he becomes distant from you, but after nights of being alone, he finally comes back to you.
A/N: Tbh I'm not really into AEW that much anymore. BUT, I'll try to keep writing for it. Anyways, Hope You Enjoy!
"1, 2, 3!"
*Ding, Ding, Ding*
He lost.
Hook just lost his title.
Boos erupted around the arena as Powerhouse Hobbs snatched the title out of Bryce's hands. He quickly left the ring and retreated up the ramp with his team, the Don Callis Family.
They just helped him win and Hook was pissed. Pissed at the fact he let them get away with it. He was ready, he knew they would come out eventually, but he was so focused on Don that he didn't see Hobbs from behind.
After laying on the mat for almost 3 minutes fans cheered for Hook as he slowly got up. He had his classic blank look on his face, but if you looked really deeply into his eyes, you'll see the hurt he's feeling.
Hook walked out the ring and backstage, ignoring the calls of his Dad who left the commentary table. "Hook! Son, come here!" He still ignored him, walking forward to his locker room.
You sat on the couch, mouth open in shock. Hook was just telling you how ready he was to fight more than one person, but he was clearly distracted and that caused him to lose.
The door practically busted open as Hook instantly went to his duffel bag to get some sweats before heading for the shower, but you stopped him with the call of his name. "Hook? He paused as he lifted a shirt, turning to look at you.
"Are you okay? I know you must be feeling very-" You stopped talking when he walked away, closing and locking the bathroom door. You sat back down on the couch and then the sound of the shower coming on made you let out a sigh.
He really was upset.
About 10 minutes later a couple of small knocks hit the door. You got up and opened it, seeing Taz standing there with his signature shades on. "Hey there, kid. You talk to Hook?"
You sadly shook your head at his question. "No. He ignored me and went to the bathroom to wash up." Taz nodded his head, looking near the bathroom door and that's when he saw Hook standing there dressed in some black sweats and a HOOK shirt.
"Aye, you okay? I know title loss can be a hard thing, but you'll get it back. Trust." Hook scoffed under his breath. He didn't want to get it back, he should've never lost it in the first place.
"I'm tired." He uttered out, grabbing his duffel bag and walking out the room, bumping into you and his father. You both watched him as he walked down the hall and through the parking lot door.
Your hands fell on your thighs as you let out a loud breath. "Well, he's tired. I'll see you next week, Taz." You said, giving him a smile and walking to the parking lot.
You went to the car and Hook was already in, sitting in the passenger's seat, his bag already in the backseat. "You got everything?" You asked as you started the car. You got nothing, but silence.
“Alright, I guess so." You muttered to yourself, pulling out and getting on the road.
The whole 20 minute drive was sort of awkward. Every time you tried to talk to him you would get a silent response or even a side eye.
You would say, 'Okay' or. 'Anyways' to break off the awkward silence, but it didn't work. There was no music being played, not talking, not even a touch, just the sounds of the outside world.
It would've been peaceful if the tension wasn't so thick.
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23 minutes later, you were pulling into the driveway of your shared house. Instead of going to a hotel and having to get up to drive home, you decided to come home to save sleep time, gas, and your time.
Hook opened the door and grabbed his bags and made a b-like for the bedroom. You sighed and got out of the car. This was gonna be a long night.
A long night it was. Hook didn’t say ‘goodnight,’ he didn’t give you a kiss, nor did he cuddle you to sleep like he always does. You felt empty. Lonely without his touch and that’s how it went on for the rest of the week.
Before you could wake up Hook was already out of bed and into the gym. You know why he’s up so early, but sometimes you want him to still stay in bed with you, hold you for a while, but he’s so focused on getting that belt back that it’s taking over his mind.
This morning was like no other. You were in the kitchen, making your cup of coffee when the sound of the front door opened. You looked and saw Hook walking in, sweaty, his shorts clinging onto his legs.
“Oh, good thing you’re here, the sink has been acting up since last night. I think something’s wrong.” You announced your worries, but Hook ignored you as he kept walking to the bedroom
“Hook.” You called, following him.
You forgot about the sink issue and when you went to use it this morning water sprayed EVERYWHERE, and you were pissed. That’s when you knew it needed to be fixed.
“Hook. I’m talking to you!” You called once more as he reached the bathroom. “Stop ignoring me!” You said and Hook quickly whipped around. “Shut up and get out my face.”
You felt your body freeze as he said that. The way he sounded. He’s never sounded this rude before and especially not to you.
Before you could have time to process what he said, the door was harshly slammed in your face, making you jump.
You could feel your eyes water up, but you quickly wiped your eyes, quickly searching for a hoodie and sweatpants before rushing out the door, car keys in hand.
You slammed the door and hopped into your car before driving off to your friends house.
You couldn’t believe he raised his voice after you.
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After 3 hours of staying away from home you decided to come back. It was now in the afternoon and you opened the door. The house was cold and quiet. Hook wasn’t here. He must’ve walked somewhere.
You turned on the heat and went to the kitchen to find something to make for dinner. You smiled when you thought of a recipe and got to work, pulling out the ingredients.
Soft music played in the kitchen as you were in the middle of cutting up peppers, and then the door opened.
This time, you didn’t acknowledge that he was here, you just continued to stare at the bell peppers and cutting board.
You could hear the sound of his footsteps getting closer over the music and in your peripheral vision, see his black hoodie moving closer to you.
A second of silence passed and then you felt his arms wrapping around your waist. You froze mid-cut, letting him pull you into his chest. His head nuzzled in the nape of your neck, him breathing in your comforting scent.
You didn’t want to give into his touch, still mad at him, but you couldn’t resist. You melted into him, dropping the knife and pepper, head leaning back. You both just stood there, eyes closed, taking in this peaceful moment with the soft music contributing.
Y’all swayed side to side for 5 minutes before pulling away. You turned around seeing his face. He looked exhausted.
“I’m sorry.” He said. The first words he’s actually said to you in days. “No, I’m sorry. You just wanted to take a shower and I kept nagging and I-'' Hook shushed you, putting a finger over your mouth.
“Why’re you apologizing? I’m the one who yelled at you, I’m the one who slammed a door in your face, I’m the one who’s been mean and neglectful to you all week, all because I lost a stupid belt. I should be the one apologizing to you.”
You smiled at his confession, hugging him again. “It’s okay, just please don’t act like this again. You don’t need the FTW belt, I think you should go for something bigger, better y’know?” Even though you couldn’t see him, he nodded his head, agreeing with you.
He held you very tightly to his chest. You tried to pull back to continue cooking, but it was clear that he didn’t want to let go. “In need for a hug or something?” You teased him slightly. Hook muttered something and pushed your head farther into his chest.
Dinner could wait.
For now, you two stood there, hugging it out while a song by Lana Del Rey began to play.
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●Hook x Tattoo Artist Reader●
Summary: Hook discovers your tattoo art on Instagram.
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*Tyler's POV*
Sitting in the locker room with Orange, Kris, Willow, Trent and Chuck, I am scrolling through Instagram when I come across this tattoo artist page that catches my eye. I click on the page and start scrolling through the pictures. Trent comes over and sits next to me looking at my phone.
"Woah dude. Who's art is that? That is amazing!"
"Oh its this chick named Y/N."
Willow and Kris gasp and run over to the couch next to me.
"Oh my gosh! Y/N is so talented!"
"Yeah she did my tattoos!"
"Mine too! You have to go to her!"
"And I think Tyler would really like her if you know what I mean."
Willow nudges my side and I roll my eyes. The girls have been trying to get me a girlfriend for a long time and it hasn't worked out. Kris pulls out her phone and starts typing on it.
"I have an idea!"
She starts calling someone on speakerphone. I look over at her confused.
"Hellooo lady!"
"Hi Y/N!"
My eyes go wide looking over at Kris. Willow laughs at me.
"Is my other bestie there too?"
"Hi Y/N!"
"Hi Willow!"
"Y/N, we were wondering if you possibly have an opening tonight or tomorrow for someone new?"
"Is it a man? Better not be like the last one you brought me."
"Yes it is a man. And no nothing like that last one."
They are start laughing and I shake my head no at Kris. Kris smiles at me than looks at her phone.
"So I actually had a cancellation tonight so why don't you bring this mystery man with you at 6?"
"It's a date! See you than!"
"Bye!"
She hangs up the phone than looks over at me.
"Looks like you got a tattoo appointment tonight. Better figure out what you are getting."
"Thanks Kris."
I roll my eyes and go back to looking through her drawings to see which one I am going to get now.
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*Y/N's POV*
I am currently sweeping up the floor in my tattoo shop when I hear the bells on the door jingle. I look up seeing Kris and Willow walk in with two men walking behind them.
"Kris! Willow!"
I set the broom down against the wall and walk over to them.
"Y/N! How are you?"
"I'm good! How are you two?"
"Good! Good!"
"Awesome!"
I look over at the two men that came in with them.
"Who are these two?"
"Hi I'm Trent!"
He hugs me wrapping his arms around my head and I hug him back wrapping my arms around his waist. He pulls away keeping his arm around my neck.
"You are short."
I roll my eyes and push his arm off me walking up to Tyler.
"Hi. I'm Y/N."
"I'm Tyler."
"Oh, you are the one I am tattooing. Did you figure out what you want?"
I walk back to my section in the shop and he follows behind me as everyone else sits in the waiting area. He pulls out his phone and shows me the eyes that I posted on Instagram.
"Oh... you... you want one of my drawings?"
"Your drawings are incredible. I looked through all your pictures on Instagram. There is a couple of them that I wanna get."
"Thank you. I will go print out the stencil for you. Be back."
I grab my phone and walk over to my machine printing out different sizes. Kris and Willow walk up to me with big grins on their faces. I shake my head looking at them.
"Soooo whatcha think?"
Kris whispers to me and I look down blushing a little.
"He is cute."
I mumble still looking down at the floor and they laugh a little at me.
"And he said he went through all my drawings on Instagram and wants to get more later on."
"Oh he likes you already than."
Willow nudges my arm and I smile looking at her. I grab the stencils and look at them.
"Time for me to tattoo ladies."
"Go get your man."
I laugh walking back over to Tyler. I put the stencils on my little table infront of him.
"What size would you like?"
He looks through the sizes and picks out the middle size one. I take it from him and look at him.
"Okay. Next question. Where do you want it?"
He takes his hoodie off and I gulp seeing him not wearing a shirt underneath.
"I want it about here."
He points to below his neck on his back. I prep the area he wants than put the stencil on. I pull off the paper revealing the stencil on his back. I take a picture of it than walk infront him showing him the picture.
"How's that?"
"Looks amazing. Let's do it."
I get all my supplies ready and start tattooing him as he sits there playing on his phone.
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Finishing up the tattoo, I start wiping it down and cleaning it up.
"Mind if I take a picture?"
"Go ahead."
I pull my phone out of my pocket and snap a picture. I walk infront of him and show him the picture.
"Wow! That's amazing! You did a great job! Thank you so much!"
"Of course!"
I giggle looking at him. He pulls money out of his pocket.
"How much do I owe you for it?"
"A date."
"What?"
"You owe me a date. With you."
He stares at me for a minute than smiles. I giggle at him and put my hand on his shoulder.
"It's a deal!"
He stands up, kisses my cheek than walks over to Trent and they leave. Kris and Willow come running over to me.
"What was that?"
"Details!"
"He asked me how much I owe him for the tattoo. And I said he owes me a date. With him."
"Ooooo yes girl!"
"I think you two will be really good for each other!"
God I hope so!
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cooking/baking together with hook please? thank you for the tag, lovely! 🥰
Baking with Love - Hook
"Hey babe, can you pass me the sugar please?"
I hear a slight chuckle before my boyfriend unexpectedly dips me to one side and kisses me on the lips. "Hook, I asked for sugar!"
"So I gave you some sugar. What now?"
I sighed and shook my head. "You know I wanted the bowl with granulated sugar in it, not your sweet lips."
He smiles and grabs the bowl, and brings it over before wrapping his arms around my waist. "You didn't specify, and I know you are always craving my sugar."
I roll my eyes as I lean my head back against his shoulder and smile, leaning up to kiss the tip of his nose. "Well, I know you can never resist my sweet ass, so I guess we are even."
He smirks and kisses my forehead as his hips push up against mine a bit more. I turn back to making the cookies in front of me, and he walks away to grab his phone, and I continue combining the ingredients. Soon enough, I am ready to start scooping the dough, and I see his finger swipe through the dough before I hear him moan lightly.
"Taste delicious, baby, but I am craving something else right now."
I look up at him and see him staring at my ass. Smirking i turn towards him and use my arms to push my tits together and pout as I ask, "Can you hold off until I put the cookies in the oven?"
He nods and slap my ass before walking away. "I'll be waiting in the bedroom. Hurry up, sugar tits."
I roll my eyes and sigh, finally being able to finish preparing the cookies and slide the pans in the oven. I set a timer on my phone and take it with me to the bedroom.
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A few minutes later, the timer goes off just as I grab one of his shirts and throw it over my body. I rush to get the cookies out of the oven as I hear the water start for the bathtub. I let the cookies cool for a few minutes before putting a few on a plate and heading towards the bathroom.
Hook has lit a few candles, put some bubbles in the bathtub, and started playing some calming music. He sees me walk in as he is stepping into the tub. "Welcome to our oasis gorgeous, come on in."
I place the cookies on the stool next to the tub and take off the shirt as I step in and sit between his legs, leaning beck against his chest. "I love our lazy days so much. Thank you, handsome."
We let our bodies relax into the tub as we enjoy the cookies and leave reassuring touches to each other. Eventually, Hook decides to break the silence with one of his random questions.
"Babe, would you still love me if I was a dog?"
"Of course, you would be the cutest little dog. I would make you outfits and take you on little dates to Petco and Starbucks to get pupcups."
"I want to be a scary dog, not a dog you can fit in your purse."
"Fine, but I still get to put you in outfits."
He grunts before sighing, "Just don't make me wear them in public."
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hook headcanons
romantic/platonic hook hc’s. reader gender neutral. requests open <3
* sexual acts warning! *
bags upon bags upon bags of chips stuffed into your kitchen cabinet.
^ you don’t even like chips that much. they’re for him.
he isn’t a friend who talks, he’s a friend who listens. whether it’s about silly memes or your worst life experiences. he’s always there to listen.
secretly a big cuddle-bug. ����
^ his fav position is laying on your chest. your skin is soft and it also gives you free range to play with his hair.
likes to watch anime with you. he recently let you pick a new series to start. you guys finished madoka magica in one sitting, and you swear he was about to cry!
doesn’t trust people with J names. (unless it’s you)
his music taste clashes with yours, but he added some of your favorite songs to his playlist because they remind him of you.
bought you a bracelet that matches his chain when he got it.
he likes to tie you up in bed.
makes a point to leave big and noticeable hickeys.
hope u enjoyed ! <3
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Can I get a HOOK x reader? I recently just got a buzzcut since my hair was too much to manage and my coils were tiring the fuck outta me... I guess I just wanted to get an imagine of HOOK coming home to the reader and seeing how flawless they look with out natural coils or braids for the first time..?
Anon! Oh my gosh, as someone who shaved off their curls for the first time back in 2019 and then again at the end of last year this made my heart swell!! All the love to you darling, I hope you enjoy this!
Warnings: slight suggestive content, some insecure/anxiety thoughts, Hook is a horndog but he's so in love with his girl.
Word Count: 1,626
Y/N’S POV
There I stood in the bathroom of mine and Tyler’s shared apartment staring at myself, a random r&b playlist playing in the background. I felt conflicted, my hair had always been a huge part of my identity but also made me feel so empowered. From the countless natural styles I could do to the protective styles and the different colors that crowned my head. But I was tired. Tired of the long hours of some wash days and the endless hours of styling. I wasn’t happy with my hair anymore. The supplies I needed laid there around the sink, a trash can beside me on the floor. They say that hair holds energy and trauma inside of the strands.
Getting rid of these beautiful coils would be the start to a new chapter, a new me. But what if Tyler hated what he sees? Would he still want to be together? He was in love with my hair, spending so much money on the supplies needed for its upkeep. He even enjoyed going to the beauty supply stores to help pick out hair for my next style. On wash days when he wasn’t on the road he always wanted to help out, whether with the detangling process or the wash itself. I had let him help out once in a while enjoying the feel of his gentle hands against my scalp, he was always so attentive to the processes. It also felt nice to not have the full overwhelming pressure on my shoulders those days.
I shake my head ridding those negative thoughts, he would love this change. He’s proved he loves all of me many times, in many different ways. Sighing I pick up the scissors and look at them then at my reflection. Yes my hair might be a part of my identity but it wasn’t the full thing. I grab a section of hair and cut. Cut, cut, cut, and cut until it was short enough I could use the clippers.
Staring at myself in the mirror I felt tears well up in my eyes, yes of course I have worn short hair but this image… This person looking back at me looked gorgeous. She looked free. I wiped my eyes then plugged in the clippers. My hands were shaking. ‘Come on y/n you’ve come this far already you can do this’ I think to myself. Taking a deep breath I guide the clippers down the middle of my head. I place my hand on my mouth in shock. I really just did that. I just shaved a part of my head. No going back now. I guide the clippers back to my head and continue until the curls were gone.
After cleaning up the bathroom and showering to get the extra hair off I stand in the same spot I was mere minutes ago. I smile, turning my head in different directions and looking at the new me. I run my hands over the top of my head, the feeling of stubble a foreign feeling but not one I hated.
But it didn’t feel quite like me. I grab my phone and call my aunt who happened to work at the barbershop down the road. “Hey Auntie, do you have any openings right now?” I asked once she answered. “I actually do. Tyler finally letting me tame that lion’s mane of his?” She asked. I paused and looked back at my reflection, “It’s for me actually.” I say. I could sense her grinning through the phone, “Come on in and we can talk alright?” She asked. I agreed and told her I would be there soon, hanging up after we said our goodbyes. I ran into the bedroom to change and then I was out the door after slipping my shoes on.
I pull Tyler’s jacket tighter around me. The New York cold was a different cold that I had yet to get used to even though he and I had lived together for two years now. Finally reaching the barbershop, the bell jingled indicating my arrival. I greeted my aunt’s coworkers before she came out the back hearing my voice. “So what’s up my darling? New braids? Or what about locs finally?” She asked as she guided me to her station. I smiled slightly at her, “Actually I was thinking something else.” I say then pull the hood off my head and set my bonnet on my lap.
The whole shop gasped knowing how much I loved my hair. My aunt’s grin grew, “Ah so you finally decided to join the club?” She said while running a hand along her shaved head. I smiled back nodding. “So what were you thinking? Making it blonde or maybe a design?” She questioned as she wrapped the cape around my neck and pumped the chair to lift it. “A design please. I don’t think I’m that edgy right now to bleach it.” I replied. She nodded as we discussed the design I wanted then she got to work.
Now I felt a lot more like myself seeing the design that graced the right side of my head. I hugged my aunt and paid her then said my goodbyes to everyone in the shop before heading out. Tyler was due to be home later on tonight so that gave me enough time to get some things from the store to make us dinner. I arrive back home setting the groceries on the counter and look at the clock above the stove, 6:24 pm. Only an hour left until he was home. I begin to take everything out of the bags and get busy cooking.
“Baby?!” I hear as I set the pasta to low. I grin and rush to the front door. He dropped his bags as I jumped into his arms. “Hey babygirl.” I heard him whisper as he hugged me tighter to him. “Hey there champ.” I reply before pulling back, placing my hands on his face and pulling him to kiss me. He smiled into the kiss and began walking towards the kitchen, setting me on the island as we continued to kiss. I pull away and smile as he whines and he tries to follow my lips.
“Continue this later, I know you’re starving. And I have a surprise for you later.” I say as I go to move off the counter but I was stopped. “I got something else in my mind for dinner.” He said as his hands skimmed along my thighs. Oh how tempting he was. I shook my head and pushed him back slightly and moved to the stove, “Keep it in your pants, Senerchia.” I heard him huff a fine before helping set the table so we could eat.
After finishing dinner and doing the dishes Tyler and I were cuddled up on the couch looking for something to watch. “So what is this surprise you have for me baby?” He asked while still looking at the tv. I felt my heart begin to hammer against my ribcage, the thoughts from earlier making a reappearance. He was going to find out sooner or later. I sit up and he looks at me. “Close your eyes. No peeking.” I tell him as he sits up as well. He smirks as he closes his eyes, “KInda kinky. You got a blindfold and handcuffs?” I roll my eyes and mutter, “Such a horndog.” Then I take off my bonnet and grab my phone, turning on the camera to see how I look.
Perfect, I smile. I could feel him beginning to get impatient, “Can I look yet?” He whined. “Yeah, open your eyes baby.” I whisper as my eyes stay trained on his face. His beautiful eyes opened and they trail from my clothes clearly not seeing a certain surprise he thought it would be. Then they trail up to my head. They widen in shock. “Baby…” He trails off, fully taking in the image of me in front of him.
I smile slightly at him, “So what do you think?” I ask. At first he doesn’t answer, still entranced by the sight of my curls now gone. “Tyler?” I questioned again. Still no answer. Those thoughts from earlier today settled into my head tenfold. Before I could speak again he pulled me onto his lap and into a kiss. I melted into it as it turned messy. I pulled away after a few more seconds, “So?” I ask looking down at him, smoothing his hair back from his eyes. He gave a smile, “You look sexy. Not even that, I bet if I pulled open a dictionary you would be on every page with the synonyms of that word.” He spoke, his eyes shining with so much love and adoration. I giggle, “I think you mean a thesaurus babe.” He continued looking at me, “Yeah whatever you know what I meant. Can I feel it?” He asked.
Always so respectful asking to touch my hair even now when I barely had any, I nod. “Woah.” He muttered as his hands felt along my head. Then he smirked, “Shame, I will miss your hair since it was what I used to pull you to me when I hit it from the back. I guess this just gives me a reason to choke you more.” “Tyler Cole Senerchia, you absolute dog!” I gasped and hit his chest jokingly. His laughter filled the room as a smile graced my face. Safe to say he loved your new style putting those pessimistic thoughts out of your head. He made sure to show how much he loved it later on that night and every day after that.
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Bet on It
synopsis - aew star hook has a fascination with the pretty makeup artist backstage. his friend bets he can’t go an entire night without bothering her.
warnings - smut, fuckboy!hook, hook shamelessly yearning, ofc, sub!ofc, dom!hook, blowjob, face fucking
a/n - hi! i’m back again but with something a little different. i know this probably won’t be my most popular fic bc it’s such a niche fandom. however, i really like pro wrestling and i hope you all can enjoy this fic regardless of if you like it or not. love you guys!!!
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Tyler’s eyes narrowed when she walked across the room. The way she dressed made him want to throw his head back and groan.
He was leaned against the wall watching her do the makeup of some of the women that were going on tonight.
As far as he knew she was the head makeup artist for the company and did her job pretty damn good, always in a pair of heels with her hair perfectly done too.
The outfit she had on today was a little more revealing than what he was used to but he definitely didn’t mind. The baby pink skirt and matching top made her body look out of this fucking world.
Tyler had never needed to go to the makeup chair before so they had never officially crossed paths. However, he’s been watching her since the first time Cody brought his wrestling class to their first TV taping.
She’s always there, and she’s always working. Currently, she was talking to Britt while doing some crazy eyeshadow look on her that seemed impossibly difficult to him.
Ty could hear her giggle from where he was standing and he wanted nothing more than to go over there and drag her back to his private lockeroom and have his way with her.
“Again, man? You gotta leave her alone,” Dante Martin put a hand on his shoulder which Tyler immediately shrugged off.
He knew he was joking but it still hit a little too close to him. Tyler always wondered if she noticed him and the close eye he kept on her. 
“Shut up. Don’t you have a top rope or something to jump off?” Tyler rolled his eyes.
“Why don’t you just go talk to her,” Dante ignored his previous comment.
“What would I even say? ‘Oh hey, I’ve been staring at you for the past year and I want to do you in my hotel room?’”
Dante laughed, “You don’t obsess over a girl for an entire year and only want to fuck her. We both know you actually like her.”
Ty had never had a serious relationship before and didn’t desire it. He was very focused on his career and didn’t have time for any distractions, even ones with impossibly long legs and high cheek bones.
“That’s exactly why I can’t talk to her. I’m way too busy. I don’t have time to treat her like she deserves,” he grumbled back in response.
His friend grinned, “How can you say shit like that and not see it?”
“See what, asshole,” he hissed back.
“That you’re not going to be able to just stop thinking about her.”
“I could totally stop thinking about her if I wanted to. She’s like, like a side hobby,” Tyler responded a bit flustered.
“A side hobby?” Dante was hysterically laughing at this point.
“If she’s such a side hobby, let’s make a bet,” Dante said to him.
“Oh yeah? What kind of bet?” Tyler was intrigued at this point. He was never one to turn down a challenge. He stopped leaning on the wall and stood up straight.
“If you can leave her alone for the rest of the show - that means no looking at her, no standing by the makeup chairs, and no scaring off the rookies who try and flirt with her - I’ll pay for you to finish the rest of your sleeve,” Dante said slyly.
Tyler’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, “Dude, my tattoo artist is charging me $2500 in cash for that.”
“I know. But I’m almost positive you won’t win,” he laughed.
“What happens if I lose?” Ty inquired.
“I get your private lockeroom for 5 more Dynamites,” Dante responded matter of factly.
“Bro, my dad rents that out for me.”
“Yeah and everyone fucking hates you for it,” Dante added.
“Call me daddy’s money all you want but I get to do my pre-match ritual in silence, without you assholes screaming in my ear.”
“And that’s what I want.”
“Fine. You have a deal,” Tyler stuck his hand out and Dante shook it.
“There’s no way you’re winning,” Dante cackled while walking away from him.
Tyler walked to catering and tried not to think about her there without him. It was stupid really. She had been working there longer than he had and he was scared for her well-being.
He sighed and stabbed the chicken on his plate with a fork. It was going to be a long ass night.
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Dynamite had started a couple of hours later and he had a match tonight, but for some reason he couldn’t focus.
Well, not some reason. He knew the exact reason, and she was most likely sucking on hard candy and playing on her phone in the backstage area.
Tyler tried hard to shake it off, he really did. But he couldn’t jepordize his match for some stupid bet.
His phone dinged and it was a text message from Dante.
Are you cracking yet, lover boy?
Tyler wanted to hurl his phone at the wall. He felt like he was going absolutely insane. He wanted to slap himself for allowing his attraction to her for getting this far.
Ty hated to admit it to himself, but he did actually like her. He liked her much more than a one night stand or a casual hookup.
He had been going backing forth between the pros and cons of just going to find her when the Bucks walked into his dressing room.
Tyler immediately stood up from his seated position when they walked in. He pulled himself together so he could talk to his bosses.
He stuck his hand out to shake theirs, “What can I do for you guys?”
After they finished shaking hands with each other Matt started talking, “It’s about your match tonight. Tony made a last minute decision for you to go over.”
Tyler’s face was one of surprise, “Like, win the TNT title?”
“Yeah,” Matt brushed over this news, “Sorry it’s on such short notice, kid.”
“No, don’t sweat it. I’m psyched,” Tyler tried to keep his cool.
“We figured you would be. Go change the finish with Sammy and you’ll be set. We watched you guys practice this morning and the match you have planned should stay the same. The only change we want is for you to tap him out,” Nick instructed the young talent.
“Of course. Thank you so much. This means a lot to me,” Tyler was very grateful for this opportunity but also incredibly nervous.
The group exchanged pleasantries for a while longer until they left the room. Ty could feel his heart speeding up. There was no way he could go out to win a title feeling like this.
His palms were sweating and despite the news he had his focus was still somewhere else. He checked his watch to see he had an hour and thirty minutes until he was gonna go out.
Fuck the bet.
There was no way in hell Ty was going to fuck up the biggest match of his career over a bet.
He threw a hoodie and sweats over his gear and stepped out of dressing room, already feeling the clouds clear out of his head.
Ty booked it to the makeup chairs like he was being chased.
He stopped just a few steps behind where she was lounging.
She was perched on one of the chairs with her legs swinging. She was on her phone with a cherry red sucker in her mouth, just as he suspected.
She was a sight for sore eyes and he felt relief wash over him knowing she was perfectly fine.
“Hey,” he said suddenly making her look up from her phone. His voice was a surprise to his own ears. He had never spoken to her and now was probably not the best time to start.
She looked up at him from her chair and took the sucker out of her mouth, “Hey.”
The way she was smiling at his made his chest ache, “I was wondering if you could fix my hair before my match. I totally slept on it wrong.”
She looked skeptical. Tyler knew he sounded stupid. His hair was probably the easiest in the world to manage. All he did was run a brush through it and call it a day.
“Of course. Hook, right?” She called him by his in ring name.
He chuckled as he sat down in her chair, “Yeah, but you can call me Tyler.”
When her fingers began to comb through his hair he wanted to groan.
“I’m Ariane, but everyone around her calls me Ari.”
He finally knew her name and it fit her perfectly. He could feel all of his nerves slipping from his body as she touched him. It was like she had some sort of magnetic aura that dissipated all of his anxiety.
He stayed quiet as she moved his hair every which way. Her long pink acrylics were perfectly scratching his scalp. Ty fought the urge to shiver and lean into her touch.
“What gear are you wearing tonight?” Ari asked.
“I’ve got the orange on tonight.”
“You always wear those,” she teased, “What about the chain?”
He pulled his gold chain out of his hoodie and showed her. He was impressed she knew he always wore a chain to the ring. It made Ty smile that Ari watched him maybe as much as he watched her.
She moved from behind him to get a better look at the chain.
Ari leaned in and touched the chain around his neck. Her tan fingers brushed against the pulse point on his neck. He closed his eyes and took in a breath. Her long dark extensions created a curtain between them and the outside world. Tyler wanted to feel her hands on him forever.
Their eyes locked for a second and she smiled at him in a way that made him want to bend her over his lap and make her start fucking counting.
He tried not to lose control of the situation. It felt like she was holding him in the palm of her hand.
“This is really nice. It’s different than the ones you usually wear,” Ariane said finally and stepping away from him.
His mouth twitched into a small smile, “You pay a lot of attention to my chains?”
“You’re the only guy on the roster who doesn’t ask for my advice on gear. I like to see what you’re wearing.”
“Well, this one was my dad’s in the 90’s. He wore it when he proposed to my mom,” Ty couldn’t figure out why he was volunteering this information. He kept most of his personal life to himself but she made him spill his guts with only a few words.
“And you’re wearing it to win your first title,” she must’ve noticed the look he gave her, “You tend to hear a lot when you’re doing an entire roster’s makeup and hair.”
“The chain is a good luck charm. It made my mom say yes, maybe it’ll keep me from fucking up any spots,” he joked.
“I’ve never seen you mess up a spot before,” Ari rolled her eyes adorably.
Tyler really wanted to grab her and kiss her. Actually, he wanted to do more than that, he wanted to take her back to his dressing room and flip up that impossibly tiny skirt and fuck her. He had to get himself back under control.
He took a deep breath and stood up. He was standing almost chest to chest with her. Ty had a few inches on her, even with her heels. He looked down at her parted lips and smiled.
“Next time you have any advice on my gear, you can come find me in my dressing room,” his words dripped with sexual innuendo that made her noticeably flustered.
He walked away from the makeup area and to gorilla. Ty stripped down into his gear and waited for the women’s match to end.
He felt way more confident than he had in his lockeroom. Tyler was calm, satiated even. He talked to Ari for the first time ever and even flirted with her. He could comfortably take her off of his mind for now.
He was ready to go out there and have the best match of his life.
Even though he felt on top of the world, he still felt anxiety pooled in his belly. Any person in their right mind would.
This is going to be his first title run and he wants it to be amazing.
“Hey,” Sammy grabbed his shoulder, “The Bucks wanted me to come talk about the match with you.”
His calm attitude didn’t last long when he heard Sammy’s voice. Sammy Guevera was not an easy person to be around. Almost everyone on the roster hated him, besides his equally annoying wife, Tay.
“Yeah. All we have to do is keep the same combinations until the last three minutes. They want a submission victory so I was thinking you try for a frog splash and I catch you midair. I’ll give you a couple of suplexes and then put you in the redrum.”
“Whatever,” sammy rolled his eyes like the asshole he is, “I’m still pissed they sprung this on me last minute.”
“Maybe it’s because you called one of the most experienced veterans in the back a jobber,” Ty spit back at him.
Just because they had a match did not mean they had to like each other.
“Let’s just get this over with,” Sammy grumbled while walking away.
As the semi-main event ended with Britt holding her championship with a confident smirk on her face. He felt like his chest was on fire the closer it got to his match.
Tyler stood up and took a deep breath. He had seven minutes until his entire life would be changed.
He knew he had to go out first and stood at the curtain.
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The match went off without a hitch. Tyler was surprised considering Sammy kept giving him stiff punches and slapping him in the face.
Ty kept it professional, though and managed to finish the match without actually beating the shit out of him.
He walked to the back with the TNT titled draped over his shoulder as the backstage personnel and Tony Khan gave him a standing ovation.
His dad was the first person to hug him and tell him how proud he was. Tyler fought tears when they embraced.
He thanked everyone profusely and spoke to Tony privately about how grateful he was.
Ty was in the middle of picking up his sweats and hoodie when Dante came into view. He mentally groaned, he was going to get so much shit from him.
Dante wrapped gave Tyler a hug and when he pulled away he smiled, “Couldn’t do it could ya, champ?”
“Fuck off,” Tyler groaned, “It was the only way that match wasn’t gonna be shit. It was impossible to focus with her on my mind.”
“You sound like a fucking love sick puppy,” Dante laughed at him.
“Yeah yeah. What are we doing to celebrate?” Ty smirked at his friend.
“I’ve got some of the boys together and we can go grab drinks downtown. This is my first time in Nashville so I think Bowens is picking.”
“Sounds great. Let me go take a quick shower,” he replied walking away.
“Enjoy that private shower while it lasts!” Dante called from behind him.
Tyler just flipped him off and kept walking to his dressing room. He really was dreading giving it away for five weeks.
Just before he made it to his lockeroom he saw Ari leaning against the wall next to the his dressing room door texting on her phone.
“Hey,” he smiled at her.
She looked up at him, “Hey, champ. That was a great match. Congratulations.”
Her smiled was so genuine and happy it made his heart flutter a little bit, “Thanks. Hey, some of the guys are going out to celebrate. Wanna come with?”
Tyler watched as her green eyes lit up at the prospect of going out with him.
“I’d love to, but before I think you told me I should come into your lockeroom when I had any thoughts about your gear,” she gave him a sultry look through her false eyelashes.
His mouth quirked into a smile, “Yeah, and what is it you wanna say about my gear, doll?”
“I think it would look much better off,” she had an innocent look in her eyes despite the words she was saying.
This turned him onto no end. He didn’t even bother to say anything else, he just opened the door and pulled her inside.
He quickly locked the door and pressed her against it. Their lips touched and it felt like his skin was buzzing against her own.
He kissed a trail down her neck. He sucked and nipped at the delicate skin until there was a distinct hickey.
“Such a fucking tease all the time, hm? All those tiny little outfits” He said against her neck.
Tyler could hear her shaky breathing and the occasional whimper.
He smiled against her skin and finally pulled away, “If you want to stop, just say so.”
With that he tugged her over to the couch and pulled her onto his lap.
Their mouths were on one another’s in an instant. Their lips moved in a feverish manner, as if they couldn’t get enough of each other.
Ari was the first to pull away, “Let me properly congratulate you on your win, champ.”
She slinked down to her knees in front of him and put her hands on his bare thighs.
Tyler’s hand ran through her hair and Ari spoke again, “It’s a wonder it’s taken you this long to say something.”
He looked down at her in confusion as she started to palm him through his shorts, “I’ve seen you stand at my makeup station for months and stare at my ass. That’s why I’m dressed like this tonight.”
She kissed his thigh and whispered, “Just for you.”
Tyler finally said something, “Dressing like a whore at work just to impress me? I’m honored, baby.”
Ari rested her head against his thigh and stared at his hard on still confined in his pants.
Ty wrapped a hand in her and forced her to sit up properly, “Are you gonna let the champ fuck your face doll?”
She nodded eagerly, “Please fuck my face Tyler.”
He didn’t have to hear anymore, he pulled his cock out, “Stick your tongue out.”
Ariane shivered at his dominant voice and did what she was told.
He used his hand that was wrapped in her hair to guide her down his cock. Ty slowly sunk his cock in her mouth and groaned out when she made it to the base.
She began gagging a little bit and he let her pull off, “You’re so big,” she whimpered.
Ty thought she looked so cute like this, almost frustrated she couldn’t take him all the way down her throat, “You’ll make it work, baby.”
She wrapped her lips around his tip and looked up at him to signal that she was ready for him to continue
He started bobbing her head up and down his cock. His groans made her even wetter than she was.
Ty kept cursing in his deep voice and watched as he fingers snaked in between her legs and underneath her skirt.
“Cant even handle sucking cock without something inside you? Fucking hell,” he chastised her while moving her head faster.
He threw his head back when she started swirling her tongue around his length.
“Fuck,” Ty said aloud, “I’m gonna cum down that pretty throat.”
She nodded her head around him to assure him it was okay. Somehow he forced her to choke his cock down even faster.
Ari sucked impossibly hard and his hips bucked up into her mouth right before he came. She felt his hot seed shoot down her throat in long spurts and whimpered around him.
When he was finished with her he took her off of him.
They both stopped for a moment, him breathless and her with spit around her mouth and tears in her eyes.
“Come here,” he said while putting his shorts back on properly.
Ari obediently sat in the couch next to him before he grabbed her waist and sat her on his lap.
His arms wrapped around her, “We don’t have to go out with them tonight. We can go back to my hotel room and talk or something. I don’t want you to think I wanted this as a one time thing.”
Her voice was hoarse when she first started talking, “Today is a big day for you. You deserve to go out and celebrate.”
“Did you drive here?” He asked, ignoring her last comment.
“No, I ubered, why?”
“I’ll drive you back to the hotel then. Or the bar, it whatever you want, baby,” he smiled at her warmly.
She whined, “I can’t let you not celebrate you’re first title win. I’ll come with you to the bar and we can talk about all of this later.”
Tyler kissed the crown of Ari’s, “You know this wasn’t a one time thing for me, right? I want to have something real for you.”
She lifted her gaze to his, “Then we’re on the same page.”
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This is me projecting for sure, but can I request a female reader x Hook? She meets him at a convention meet and greet and he ends up being really into her. Feel like this is kinda cliche but I’m supposed to meet him in two weeks so I am projecting/lowkey manifesting👀 😂😭
Pairing: Hook x Female!Reader
Warnings: Fluff, Meet and Greets
Imagine Requests: Open!
Note: YOU'RE MEETING HOOK!? Ugh lucky! I just met Brian Cage a 2 weeks ago! Ugh I hope to meet Hook one day! I hope you have fun!
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Your stomach clenched tighter as you saw Hook's fluffy brown hair in view. You bit your lip to see him looking up at the person in front of him and smile. His smile melted your heart in way you never thought someone could. You grew even more nervous as you realized you were the next person in line to speak with him.
It seemed like your legs were becoming wobbly with each step you took. Watching the person in front of you leave in excitement you looked at Hook to see he was already looking at you with a large smile. "Hi!" He greeted.
"H- Hello." You gushed, walking up to the table. You handed him a piece of paper with a drawing on it of him.
"Holy shit, is this me!" His eyes sparkled as he admire the art work.
"Yeah, I uh have been working on it for awhile." You blushed as he grew excited over your work.
"This is amazing." Hook's eyes never left the paper as he grabbed a marker. "Who can I make this out to?" He popped off the lid.
"Y/N." You said sheepishly, biting your lip as you watched him autograph the drawing. "I'm a big fan of you." You finally admitted.
"And I'm a big fan of you as well." Hook gave your art piece one last look before handing it to you. "Do you post on Instagram?"
"Of my work? Daily." You smiled, carefully grabbing the sheet, making sure not to ruin it.
"Well, how about I give you a follow so I can see all your amazing art work?"
You stared at him in disbelief. "R- Really?" You fumbled to grab your phone, looking up your Instagram username. "Here, it's this." You showed him your profile picture as he pulled out his phone with a smile and put in your account.
"And, followed."
You looked at your screen to see Hook was officially following you.
"Come on, can't leave without a picture." Hook stood up from his chair as you made your way around the table, he wrapped his arm around your waist and held you tight, smiling towards the camera. Once the flash went off me whispered in your ear. "I'll text you later."
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❝Can i keep this?❞
Hook x Fem! reader
not requested i just thought of it
not my gif!!
hook masterlist ❀ masterlist
ꨄ english is not my first language! i apologies for any mistakes
Hook looked over at you, turning his attention away from his phone, cocking his eyebrow at you, the look going completely unnoticed by you as you bit your lip in concentration.
The weather had been awfully cold lately, you really didn’t expect it so you had barley bought any hoodies or sweaters. So you got up from the bed, your large blanket still covering your body as you rummaged through the insane amount of hoodies your lovely boyfriend had.
You spent a good 5-10 minutes looking through all of them before picking out the perfect one. A simple white one. To be fair, it looked very comfy, and fairly new. You put it against your body, realising it went just past your thighs. You completely disregard your blanket and quickly got into the hoodie.
You waddled over to your boyfriend who was laying peacefully on your bed, his back against the headboard as he kept his eyes on you.
“Can I keep this?” You asked, a wide smile on your face, already knowing the answer.
“Well you already have it on” He replied in his usual nonchalant manner.
“Sooo.. that’s a yes?” You said, climbing into the bed, cuddling up next to him.
He kissed the top of your head, ruffling your hair.
“Mhm, that’s a yes”
very bery very short but i like it so idc!!
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can u do a hook x fem!reader and basically shes an interviewer at aew and dating hook and decided to try the pheromone perfume thing on him and it drives him wild and then smut 🤭
18+
You were working on the finishing touches of your makeup when you heard the dressing room door open, and Tyler walked in.
“There you are.” He grinned as he stepped inside. “I’ve been looking all over for you.” He says as he walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist.
You watched him in the mirror as you applied some gloss. You could practically pinpoint the moment he caught scent of the pheromone perfume lingering on your skin.
He placed a kiss to your temple, then to your cheek and paused. You tried to fight against the smile threatening to break loose as you watched him dip his head and bury his face in the crook of your neck.
“You smell so fucking good.” He mumbles against you. “What is that?”
You hid your smile by reapplying another layer of gloss before you answered him. He still didn’t pick his head up.
“It’s a new perfume. You like it?”
“Mhm.” He hummed against your shoulder. “Like it a lot.” He adds as he starts trailing kisses along the side of your neck.
You felt yourself almost cave under his touch, but you couldn’t allow it when you had an interview to conduct in less than ten minutes.
You spun around in his arms and cupped his cheeks, placing a quick kiss to his lips before you wiped the lipgloss off of them.
“I have to go interview Swerve and Hangman.” You tell him, watching as his head tilts to the side, clearly wanting to protest but he knows he can’t.
“I’ll take you.” He says, placing his hand on the small of your back and guiding you out into the hallway. You fought against the smile on your face knowing he was only doing this because of whatever magical spell the perfume had him under. Usually he’d just wait in your dressing room until your interviews were over.
This time, he stood off camera and watched you intently with an eased smirk tatted on his face. You could see the gears turning in his mind every time you looked into his eyes. The way he shamelessly eyed you up and down slowly, doing his best not to snatch you away from your work, it was all that he was thinking about.
You felt your cheeks burning with his eyes trained on you. You weren’t even sure he looked away one time. You stumbled over a couple words a few times just because of the intensity of his stare, and he knew it too.
When the camera stopped rolling, he walked up with that same smirk that had been plastered to his face for the better half of the last hour.
“Was that your last interview tonight?”
“No, but my next one’s not for another half hour.” You shrugged, and as soon as he heard that, his eyes lit up.
He grabbed your hand and pulled you back down the hallway. Your feet could hardly keep up with his strides. You were back in the dressing room with your back against the door and within mere seconds, his lips were on you and his hands exploring every visible inch of your body.
“You’re crazy, you know that?” You nervously chuckled.
“Mhm.” He hummed against your neck, where he was working on sucking a purple patch that wouldn’t be easy for you to cover up.
You could say it was the perfume doing all of this, but Tyler always wanted you, and it didn’t matter when or where. The perfume was just making the inevitable happen faster.
He hiked your dress up to your hips before he leaned down and picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his back, a breathless moan escaping when you felt him hard against you.
He brought you over to the vanity and carelessly swiped the makeup off of it before he set you down on top. His hands were in a frenzy to push his sweatpants down and you tried not to giggle at how eager he was.
He pulled you closer and wasted no time pushing into you, watching your head fall back against the mirror behind you as soon as he did.
Your eyes fluttered, threatening to roll when he leaned down and latched his lips to your neck again, sucking on the spot he was previously working on.
“Don’t leave a hickey I can’t cover with makeup.” You warned him, and he pulled back to observe the freshly discolored mark sitting proudly right below your ear.
“Too late for that.” He bashfully grinned as he rubbed his thumb over the sensitive skin.
You wanted to send him a scolding look but there was no point when he pulled his hips back and rocked back into you. Your mouth dropped open and a strained moan flew out, way louder than you intended.
He slowed his thrusts down dramatically and shushed you, knowing the walls were extremely thin and the last thing either of you needed was for anyone to know what was going on in that dressing room.
You folded your lips in, in an attempt to be more quiet.
“Good girl.” He praised as he brushed some hair back.
He picked up the pace again, his thrusts strong and consistent, hitting that spot you needed every time.
You had to pull him in and use his shoulder to muffle the sounds spilling from your lips. Biting down on the strong band of muscle underneath his hoodie was all you could do to keep the noises to a minimum.
Tyler buried his face back into the crook of your neck, deep, labored breaths and low groans started filling the room as he rocked into you.
He placed one hand on the mirror and the other one clamped around your hip before he muttered, “Gonna have to really keep it down, okay baby?”
You nodded abruptly and tightened your legs around him, practically bracing yourself.
He pulled out halfway and slammed back into you with a force that nearly blinded you. You had to bite down on his shoulder so hard you wouldn’t be surprised if you drew blood.
He wrapped one arm tightly around your back and kept his hand on the mirror for leverage as he repeatedly fucked into you. The vanity was shaking and if you had any sort of recollection of anything other than him, maybe you’d be worried about it collapsing underneath you, but that just wasn’t what you were concerned with.
Tyler kept his face buried in your shoulder, the smell of the pheromone perfume probably adding to it all. You were doing your best not to let the loud moans break loose into the air, but he was merciless with the way he crashed into you over and over again.
You knew you were close there was no way to slow it down. You turned your head and locked your lips to the side of his neck, sucking on the slick skin in an attempt to leave your own little mark on him.
He groaned at the feeling, his hips stuttered for just a second before he recollected himself. You heard his heavy breaths getting even faster, his thrusts getting sloppier and you decided to coax him like he always did you.
“Tyler?” You moaned against the shell of his ear.
“Yeah baby” Was all he could manage breathlessly.
“You feel so fucking good right now. You know that?” You whimpered, earning his hips to snap even harder. Your teeth tugged his ear and he let another low groan slip.
“You’re so fucking huge Ty. Fucking me just right, I swear you could make me come as many times as you want me to.” You placed a few kisses to the side of his neck, working them up to line his jaw.
“Fuck” He grunted as his hips stuttered once more. “Ima need you to keep doing that baby.” His voice wavered, he couldn’t help it.
You obliged and slid your tongue up the side of his neck before you sucked on that previous spot that you already had turning dark red.
Tyler’s hand slipped from the mirror and he brought it down between your bodies, finding your clit and rubbing quick, short circles against it.
You let a high moan slip against his neck but he didn’t try to silence it. You felt the warmth brewing in the pit of your stomach, ready to take over your entire body and he knew it.
He straightened back up and didn’t let his thrusts miss a single beat. You stared up at him, your mouth left hanging open but you were suddenly silenced by the pleasure.
Tyler kept rubbing circles against your sensitive bundle of nerves, his hips still snapping into you with a force of strong your body didn’t even know how to react.
His lips curled in underneath his teeth, his brows furrowing together in concentration as he held back as best as he could, and as soon as he felt the warmth engulfing him and watched your body nearly tremble from the high that ripped through you without a single warning, he dropped his head back towards the ceiling and finally let all he had go.
His chest heaved heavily and you wished you would’ve tore that hoodie right off of him so you could see the muscles flexing against his slick skin.
You kept your eyes on his face, his jaw throbbing and beads of sweat sliding from his forehead down to his jaw. You watched as he ran his tongue over his lips and looked back down at you, his eyes now droopy but pupils as wide as the moon.
Your eyes adverted down to the quickly darkening mark you left on his neck and it was as if he became aware of it when you noticed it. He ran his fingers over that spot and looked at it in the mirror, a prideful smirk playing on his lips.
“Guess we both have something to show for this.” You say as you ran your fingers over the sensitive mark of your own. “I can cover that up with something if you want me to.”
He looked down at you and shrugged his shoulder. “I don’t care if people see it.”
“I’m pretty sure the people that saw you earlier today are gonna know you didn’t have that though.” You sent him a pointed look.
All he did was shrug again and say, “Maybe it’ll just tell them it’s a good idea to knock anytime they come looking for me then.”
You rolled your eyes and shook your head at him before you looked over at all of your makeup scattered on the floor.
“Well I need to do something about this.” You pointed at the mark. “I can’t conduct an interview with a giant hickey on my neck, especially knowing it wasn’t there twenty minutes ago.”
Tyler smirked and slowly pulled out of you, taking a step back and pulling his sweatpants back up to his hips.
Just as soon as you slid off the vanity and pulled your dress back down in place, his hands were back on your hips and lips lingering against the shell of your ear.
“Maybe next time you’ll wait until we have a day off to wear that pheromone perfume then.”
Your eyes widened and his smirk filled with arrogance.
“Wait, how did you even know about that?”
“I have tiktok too baby.” He chuckles. “And not only that, I saw the bottle on the dresser this morning after you left.”
“So it didn’t actually do anything to you?” You asked with feigned annoyance.
“I’m not saying that. I already wanna go again.” He grinned boyishly before he backed you against the vanity.
“Well you’re gonna definitely have to wait until we get back to the hotel. I have like, five minutes to fix myself up before my next interview.”
You spun around and ran your fingers through your messy hair, and he kept his arms locked around your waist with his chin resting on your shoulder as he watched you.
“That’s fine, just don’t expect to get any sleep tonight since you wanna make me so crazy over you. I can show you how crazy I can be with or without that perfume.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.”
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HOOK fluff ahead! 📣
Summary: The reader is Billy Gunn's kid. She's been hanging around Tyler and has developed quite the crush on him.
From the moment that you joined AEW, your father has warned you about workplace romances. "It may seem like a good idea at the time. But trust me, sweetie, it always ends the same way. In heartbreak." You can still hear Billy's words echoing in your mind.
You didn't mean to fall in love with Taz's enigmatic son. Truthfully, you can't even seem to recall how it happened. But it did. You're in love with Tyler. And you don't know what to do about it.
"Morning, Y/N." Tyler greets you outside the hotel gym, a casual smile on his face.
"Hey, Ty." You smile back at him, your heartbeat picking up its pace in your chest. "What are you up to so early?" You ask him casually.
Tyler shrugs, his casual side taking over. "I just got out of the gym. Was gonna go grab some breakfast across the street after I change." He explains. "Wanna come? My dad was saying that they've got killer pancakes."
"Yeah sure." You nod. "I haven't had breakfast yet." You shrug, trying to hide your excitement.
"Cool." Tyler nods and swings his gym bag over his shoulder. "You wanna go grab us a booth before it gets busy? I'll meet you over there in like ten minutes."
"Alright." You nod again and watch him walk off.
Your heart beats out of its chest as you walk across the street. 'Is this a date?' You ask yourself. 'God I wish that I would have dressed nicer.' You shake your head. 'No! Come on, Y/N. It's just a casual breakfast.' You assure yourself.
You settle into a booth near the window and wait for Tyler to join you. You spot him hurrying across the street a few minutes later, dressed in his usual hoodie and sweats.
"Hey, sorry it took so long." Tyler gets inside and slips into the other side of the booth. "My dad was asking me where I was off to in such a hurry." He chuckles. "I told him that I didn't want to keep you waiting out here all alone."
You choke on your water at Tyler's comment and he shoots you a worried glance. "Sorry, I'm fine." You cough. "How is your dad, by the way?" You change the subject.
"Fine, as always." Tyler shrugs. "I'm getting pancakes. What about you?" He nods to the menu sitting in front of you.
"Yeah, me too." You agree. "I saw the waitress walk by with a plate of them. They look like they're delicious."
You and Tyler both order a plate of pancakes and enjoy a tranquil breakfast together. Once you're all done you reach for your bag sitting on the seat next to you. But Tyler stops you.
"Hey! Don't sweat it, Y/N." He stops you. "I invited you out, let me get it." He pulls out his wallet from his pocket.
You set your bag back down with a sheepish nod. "Thanks, Ty." You thank him.
"No sweat." He shrugs. "I'll see you at the show tonight, Y/N."
Tyler flashes you a smile and the two of you part ways for the time being. You head back to the hotel and find your brothers waiting for you when you return.
"There you are!" Austin scolds you as you come through the door. "Where have you been?" He asks you.
"Yeah!" Colten adds. "We've been calling you for like an hour." He scolds you. "What? You don't answer your phone now?"
You roll your eyes and walk over to your bed. "I'm 22, you two. I can take care of myself, thanks." You remind them. "I was getting breakfast across the street."
"Alone?" Austin asks you.
"No, not alone." You reply dryly. "Tyler invited me to get pancakes." You explain. "Not that it's any of either of your business."
Austin and Colten share a look of confusion. "Tyler?" Colten asks you. "Who the hell is Tyler?"
"Wait," Austin replies. "You ain't talking about Taz's kid, are you?" He asks you. "HOOK?"
"Yeah, what of it?" You let out a sigh and take out your phone.
Austin and Colten share another glance and whisper a couple of words to one another. You roll your eyes again. You've always hated when they do that.
"And does dad know that you've been running around with Taz's kid?" Colten confronts you.
"Not that I know of, no." You shake your head casually. "Now are you two some interrogating me?" You raise a brow at both of them.
Your brothers leave the subject of HOOK alone for the time being. But you know that this isn't the last time that you'll be hearing from them on the subject.
Later that day everyone heads to the arena for work. And it doesn't take you long to wander off to find something to do.
You find yourself hanging around in catering when Tyler comes into the room. "Y/N! I was just going to text you." He comments when he sees you and walks over.
"You were?" You reply in surprise. "Why? What's up?" You ask him nervously.
"Nothing special." Tyler shrugs and sits down next to you. "I'm just looking for someone to hang with for the show." He adds.
"Oh." You reply quietly. "Cool. I'm not doing anything tonight, anyways."
'He wants to hang out with me?' You think to yourself with glee.
You and Tyler hang out for a while and chat the night away about whatever comes to mind. You are having a nice time until you spot Austin and Colten come into the room. And they don't look pleased.
"Oh no." You groan to yourself.
"Hmm? What's wrong, Y/N?" Tyler replies.
You nod discreetly to the other side of the room. "My idiot brothers are looking for me." You explain. "God those two are annoying." You complain.
"Quick, come on then." Tyler gets to his feet and grabs your hand.
"What?" You reply in surprise.
"Well you still want to hang out, don't you?" Tyler asks as he pulls you to your feet.
Blush rises to your cheeks and you nod. "Yeah, of course." You confirm.
"Well then come on." Tyler laughs and pulls you towards the other door in the room. "let me kidnap you for the night."
You nod again and Tyler pulls you across the room and out of the room before Austin and Colten get a lock on you. Both of you laugh all the way down the hall, only stopping when you're both sure that your brothers won't be bothering you again.
You laugh as you come to a stop in one of the various empty corridors in the building. "Oh man, they are going to be so pissed off later." You giggle.
"Don't worry, you can blame it all on me." Tyler chuckles, not letting go of your hand.
"Tyler?" You notice his grip still on your hand and lock eyes with him.
You freeze in place as Tyler leans in close, his other hand setting down gently at your side. Your eyes instinctively flutter shut as Tyler's lips brush yours gently in a sweet and soft kiss.
When you open your eyes again, Tyler is grinning that adorable toothy grin at you. "I think that we should hang out more." He jokes with you.
"Yeah.." You giggle. "Way more."
You hear your dad's words in your head again. "It may seem like a good idea at the time. But trust me, sweetie, it always ends the same way. In heartbreak." And boy are you glad that he's wrong. Because there is no way that this could go wrong now.
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Can you please do a fluffy fic where the reader is a inspiring photographer who meets hook while shooting, unaware that he is a pro wrestler, once learning about his main passion and learning more about him, she doesn’t want to interfere with his goals and dreams, not knowing that she was his dream since they met.
Hook x f/Reader
Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Hook Masterlist
Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Gifs & photos do not belong to me.
Warnings: maybe some swearing.
I think I went in a different direction that what you wanted but I hope you still like it.
Tyler - Hook
Summary: f/Reader is an inspiring photographer. While out shooting one day, she meets Hook. She didn't know who he is, but that all changes when they get to know one another.
YN'S POV:
Today was such a gorgeous day, that I couldn't help but grab my camera and head outside.
The weather is changing and to me, that makes everything just that more beautiful. The days are getting shorter, the holidays are just around the corner.
Thanksgiving has come and gone and people are putting up their holiday decorations and I knew what would be happening tonight.
So after doing what I needed to get done, I made sure I had everything and headed out the door.
The cool Boston air hit my face and I felt a shiver go up my back. But that didn't stop me from spending my only day off doing what I actually want to do with my life.
I spent hours taking photos of my surroundings, taking a few breaks here and there as I needed to warm up as the day got colder.
But as the day went on, I worked my way towards my final destination of the night. The lightning of the Boston Christmas tree.
I found a good advantage point of so I could take better photos. So I found myself by a group of young men, who seemed to have many people talking to them and asking for their autographs and wanting photos with them.
I barely paid them any mind as I was waiting patiently, but the small group seemed to get closer to me and I heard the one with the crazy hair ask,
"What is the big deal about this tree?"
Hook's POV:
I guess no one heard me and I was about to ask it again when I heard a female voice to the right of me speak. Her face was hidden behind a camera as she answered my question.
"Every year as a thank you, Nova Scotia sends a Christmas tree and it is our cities official Christmas Tree."
She has me intrigued. "A thank you for what?"
As she finally faced me, I got a good look at her and I felt like I couldn't breath. She was absolutely gorgeous.
"Boston was one of the places to come to their aid after the 1917 Halifax Explosion and every year since I believe 1971, they send a tree."
"I had no idea. Thank you. "
"No many do but I am more than happy answer any of your questions."
"I only have one, your name?"
"YN and yours?"
"Tyler." She stuck her hand out and I shook it.
"Nice to meet you Tyler, but I think I have been hogging you for too long. Your friends keep looking over here."
I turned around and could see them giving me confused looks but not Dante. He just had a small smile on his face.
"They are fine without me. I see them all the time. So are you a photographer?" I asked her.
"Not professionally, but I would like to be one."
"What do you do then?"
"I am a Chef. I work at the Omni Seaport. I work in Coquette."
"Sounds fancy." She smiled when I said that and I wanted to keep making her smile.
"And you? What do you do Tyler?"
My name was being called by Darius and I knew I had to get going. "I am a professional wrestler. You watch?"
"No, but I may start. For WWE?"
I shook my head no. "It is a newer one, called AEW. I'm on tomorrow night if you can watch."
"I would like that."
"Tyler, we have to go." This time it wasn't only Darius calling for me.
"Can I have your number? I have been enjoying our conversation and I want to get to know you." I blurted out.
"Um, sure." She said her number and I put it in my phone. I texted her and I could of breathed a sigh of relief when she showed me that she got my text.
I was nervous that she may of given me a wrong number.
I joined the guys and I looked back and saw her what I assume to be in her element. Her focus on taking the perfect shots, but she turned and looked in my direction and gave me a wave. I waved back and then as I was about to go back to her, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Let's go lover boy. Your Dad is waiting on us." Anthony said to me.
~
I couldn't get YN out of my head. She was even there when I had my match. I almost messed up a few times but I quickly fixed myself and won.
But I wasn't the only one who noticed I made some mistakes, my Dad did as well.
"You sure you're okay Tyler? You have been off since you came back with the guys last night."
"I'm fine." I heard my phone go off in my bag and I grabbed it to see who it was. I smiled when I saw it was YN.
'I only caught the tail end of your match on my break. You did amazing. I will have to come and see you live one day.'
"I know that look, who is it?"
I put my phone away and said no one.
"You don't need to lie to me son. Who is she?"
I told him what I knew about her, which isn't very much right now, but we have been texting since last night.
"Why don't you ask her on a date?"
"We just met Dad."
"That may be, but it never hurts to ask."
"She is busy, she is a chef."
"Tyler, when have you ever been nervous to ask someone out? Just ask her out, even for coffee or something."
I knew he was right, but we didn't have much time left here in Boston. We fly out in two days.
But the more I thought about, I knew my Dad was right.
'When are you done? If you're not too tired, I want to take you out for a drink?'
I hit send before I could back out. I sat there and waited for her reply but then realised she may be busy.
So I got cleaned up and I came back to a message waiting for me.
'Done in half an hour. I'll meet you at J.J. Foley's Cafe.'
I looked up the address and took a taxi there. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest the closer I got.
I grabbed us a table and waited for her. I let her know I was there already and I waited.
And waited until it felt like too much time has past. Just as I was about to pay my tab, I saw her coming towards me.
"Tyler! I am so sorry I am late. Some big hot shot came in and it was all hands on deck. I am so sorry." YN kept apologising, even after I told her it was okay.
We quickly sat down and started to talk. The two of us talked and got to know one another even more.
"I know you are going to be in Texas next week. When do you leave?"
"The day after tomorrow."
"Oh." Were my eyes deceiving me? Does YN look sad.
"We can still talk if you would like? I can fly back here to see you." Was that too forward?
"I would like for us to continue talking. There is just something about you Tyler."
"And there is something about you YN. I would very much like to get to know you more."
~
And we did continue to talk. Whenever we could, we would be texting or calling one another.
This went on for weeks until I was finally able to fly back to Boston to see her. My Dad found me the night before I was supposed to leave to see her.
"You got everything?"
"Yes." I was going over my list as we spoke. Double checking to make sure I had everything.
"I'll see you in a few days. Don't miss your plane back." I could of rolled my eyes at him reminding me once more not to miss my flight back.
"I won't Dad."
YN'S POV:
Tyler's flight was landing while I am still at work, but I will be meeting up with him after.
"So when does your boyfriend get here?" Krista asked me.
"He hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend yet." She gave me a look.
"Girl, you know you two are dating. The two of you talk nonstop and the way you smile when you talk about him, makes me want to gag and punch you at the same time."
I actually laughed at her when she said that to me.
I finished work quickly on time and went home to get ready for tonight. I was nervous as I got ready. Not knowing how tonight will go.
But I know which direction I want it to go in.
Even though this will only be the third time seeing him in almost three months, I knew I wanted to be with Tyler.
He is very kind and sweet. I see him with his fans and his interviews where he is being Hook always makes me laugh.
He has sent me flowers and gifts even though I told him he doesn't have too, but he told me he wants too treat me.
And as I opened the door to leave, there he was, standing there holding a bouquet of beautiful flowers.
Which I quickly took to place in a vase. The restaurant we were going to was in walking distance from my home.
"I am glad you could take some time off to come and see me." I told him after the waiter took our drink order.
"I have been planing this for a bit now. Just happy my boss listened and didn't put me on any shows this week."
The two of us talked throughout our date and we were only interrupted a few times from wrestling fans.
"You know you are being amazing about all this YN."
"About what Tyler?"
"The interrupting, the fans. Us not being able to see each other as much as we would like."
"It is okay. I get it. It's your job."
~
After dinner, we walked back to my place and I invited him in. He asked to see my photos.
So I pulled every thing out that I could. "These are really good YN. You should be a professional."
He said to me as he looked them over. I knew he was an amateur photographer. I have seen his own work.
"And you as well Tyler. Your photos are beautiful and I am sure you could win awards."
"That is a just a hobby for me. I have always wanted to be a wrestler."
"Is it cause your Dad was one?"
"Maybe, but I did grow up with it. I always told my parents I wanted to be one, but they insisted I get an education and try other sports."
I continued to listen as he talked.
"I knew I was going to be one. I trained and worked hard, trying to prove to everyone in the industry that I just wasn't the son of Taz. That I actually knew what I was doing and belonged beside them."
"But enough about me YN, please tell me what you have been up too."
Basically told him I have been working so much so I could take this time off to be with him.
"And I can't wait to spend it all with you."
That night was the first night we kissed and the night he asked me to be his girlfriend, which I of course said yes too.
But as the days went by, soemthing was eating away at me and it became more and more clear as fans came up to him.
A few times he politely turned them away and I knew that crushed him. I didn't ask him to do that but he did that for me.
On his final morning with me, Tyler handed me two tickets. "What is this?"
"We are back in Boston in a month or so and I want you to be there. So that is a first row ticket and back stage pass."
"I will book it off when I go back tomorrow."
~
Tyler went back to travelling and I stayed in Boston. We would talk all the time but something was off and I couldn't place it.
And it finally dawned on me when I watched his interview with Renee.
"So Tyler, fans have noticed that you haven't been yourself."
"I guess that is because I got a girl friend now and I don't get to see her as much as I want too, with traveling."
"But she understands right?"
"She does, it is just hard trying to be in a relationship with someone who doesn't travel with you while you are trying to live out your dreams."
I didn't hear the rest of it as I turned it off. I knew what I had to do, even if I will break my own heart.
Hook's POV:
I couldn't believe the text I just got from YN.
'I don't think this is working out Tyler. Keep following your dreams and you will be world champion.'
I tried to call her. Went to voicemail. I sent her messages on everything I could think of. No reply.
I have no idea what the hell happened between us. It was going great, or at least I thought so.
After YN not replying to me on everything, I went to work. I trained and trained and tried not to focus on her.
But as I landed back in Boston. I found myself walking the familiar steps to her street.
I knew she wouldn't be home as she would be at work. I thought about going there but that isn't right.
So I turned and walked down the block to where Darius and Dante were waiting for me.
~
My match night came and went and I looked at the spot where she should of been and saw it empty.
I had hopes YN would of showed up and we would of worked things out, but that was just a dream.
The guys and I went out for drinks after but I was barely able to finish the one beer I was nursing.
"I gotta go. I'll meet you back at the hotel." I told them. I didn't bother to wait around for them to respond.
I once again found myself on her street, just staring at her house. I was so focused on that, I didn't hear the footsteps behind me.
"Tyler?" I jumped slightly.
"Hi YN."
"What are you doing here?"
"I just have to know why? I thought we were doing good." My voice was soft as I asked her that.
"Let's go inside. It is cold."
I once again found myself in the comforts of her home.
"Please tell me what I did wrong."
"It isn't you Tyler." She tried to say.
"Do not give me that bullshit YN. I know sowmthing happened."
"I was listening to your interview with Renee. You said it was hard to be with someone who doesn't travel while you trying to live out your dream."
"I didn't mean it like that." I really didn't.
"Then what did you mean Tyler? Because it sure as hell sounded like I was standing in your way."
"Traveling without you was hard. I wanted you next to my side as we lived out our dreams together. You could quit and become a professional photographer."
"But Tyler," I interrupted as I needed to get this off my chest.
"Please YN, let me talk. Yes, being a wrestler was always my dream growing up, but that all changed when I met you."
I took a deep breath and grabbed her hands and held them between us. "You became my dream. I used to only think about wrestling and training, but you became my world."
She had tears streaming down her face and I wiped them away as I cupped her face.
"And you are still my world. Please give us another chance. I love you."
"I, I love you too Tyler."
"Please give us another shot. I have been miserable without you."
"And I you Ty. Okay, let's give us another shot."
I could of jumped for joy, but I did the next best thing....I kissed her and poured out my emotions behind that one kiss.
I spent the night with her, us showing each other how much we missed one another and as we fell asleep, I whispered to YN how much I love her.
Knowing that one day she will be my wife.
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Safe
Pairing: Hook x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Fluff!
Word Count: 960
Summary: After a break up with your boyfriend, you go to the only on person you trust.
A/N: I always think of Hook being the one protective boyfriend/friend. Kinda like Solo Sikoa. Hope You Enjoy!
The rain poured down from the sky, hitting the roof of houses and apartments, but you only stood at one house.
There was no covering over the front, letting the rain fall on you, soaking your clothes. You knocked on the door waiting. You don't know if you couldn't see the door because of the rain or the tears in your eyes.
The door opened revealing Hook. Hook has been a long friend of yours for quite some while. You could see his eyes get big before pulling you inside, not caring that you were wet.
He was quick to grab a towel and wrap it around you. You stood there at the entrance of his house, shivering like a leaf. You sniffled a couple of times, knowing you were probably about to get sick.
Hook looked at you concerned. "What are you doing here?" You let out a small laugh, remembering the reason why you're here. "Noah broke up with me and I didn't know where else to go." You could see Hook's jaw clench at the sound of Noah's name.
The moment you and Noah started dating Hook told you off the bat he didn't like him, but did you listen?
Absolutely not.
You would constantly make excuses to make it seem like he wasn't the bad guy. There was this one time when he took you out to dinner and you ate like you've never done before and that was because you haven't.
You were training all day with the only thing being water you put in your mouth, so of course you were hungry. Noah saw that and told you to stop eating like a pig. He even called you a fat bitch.
That night you were at Hook's house crying to him and he told you to break up with him right then and there, but you still didn't listen.
Hook calmed himself down, slowly walking over to you. "I told you about him." Was all he said, before scooping you up in his arms and taking you upstairs. "Hook I'm wet." It was like Hook drowned all sounds out his ears and made you his #1 priority.
He ignored you, walking in the bathroom and placing you on the bathroom counter. Before turning on the shower. "Wash." He left the room and set clothes on the counter before walking to the kitchen to make food.
As you stepped in the shower you could feel all your tense muscles loosen up. You let out a sigh before grabbing a rag. When you picked up soap it made you smile. It was because of the fact he kept soap, lotion, pads, tampons, only for you.
You even had your own toothbrush here and it’s a shame. It’s a shame because you were acting so blind over Noah when really you should be with Hook. He’s been with you through thick and thin, but you still run back to Noah.
You finished washing off and stepped out with a towel over your waist. You saw a hoodie with shorts. When you put the clothes on it made you feel even better because the hoodie was his and it smelled like him.
When you walked downstairs the smell of pizza came through your nose. You saw Hook standing there with a box of pizza in hand. “I ordered take out.” He walked over to you and guided you to the couch.
You both sat there, eating pizza while watching a movie. Hook started moving, making you confused. “Gotta go to the bathroom.” You moved out the way and continued eating pizza, but then there was a knock on the door.
You got up and walked over before opening the door. It was Noah. “What are you doing here?” Your tone was full of anger. “Y/n you need to come back. I need you to cook for me and clean.” You rolled your eyes at his statement. “Why are you here? How did you even find me?”
Noah only smirked. “I put a tracker in your jacket.” He held his phone up, showing that it showed your location. “You’re a fucking creep!” You attempted to close the door, but Noah wasn’t having it. He was much stronger than you, snapping the door open and grabbing you by the hair.
You hollered in pain, your hands on his wrist to get him to loosen your hold. Next thing you knew, you fell to the ground as well as Noah, but he started yelling. You could hear rough grunts and that’s when you saw Hook on top of Noah.
He was beating the living night out of him, not even giving him any time to breathe. You got up as fast as you could and went over to Hook. “Hook stop! Calm down!” Every word you threw at Hook just seemed to slip out the other ear.
He was throwing punches after punches without a care in the world. “Hook, stop! You’re gonna kill him!” That’s when he stopped. He got up and kicked Noah in the side. “Don’t ever come back again unless you want me to kill you.” With all the strength left in Noah’s body, he got up and ran away.
Hook slammed the door making you jump. “I-I’m sorry.” Tears came in your vision as you thought this was all your fault. Hook noticed and softened up.
“There’s no need to apologize and please don’t cry.”
He gently pulled you into his arms, holding you. You breathed in his scent, feeling sleepy after everything. “Come on, let’s go to bed.” He carried you upstairs and placed you in bed, while sleeping beside you.
He held you against him to make sure you know you were safe.
He held you against him to make sure you knew you were safe.
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●Hook x Reader●
Request: Where the reader is sting daughter and they know each other since they were little and they only got together after Tyler was jealous that Nick wayne was hitting on her.
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*Tyler's POV*
Sitting in catering eating a bag of chips, I am watching Nick Wayne trying to flirt with Y/N. Me and Y/N have known each other since we were little having both of our dad's being in the business. Y/N being Sting's daughter also puts a big target and pressure on her. I turn down my headphones so I can try and hear what Nick is saying to Y/N.
"Cmon honey. Just one date."
He goes to put his hand on her face but she moves away pushing his hand back down on the table.
"Nick. I have told you three times that you are very sweet and cute but, I am not interested in you."
"Cmon Y/N. Just one date. Please. You won't regret it."
He goes to grab her hand and she pulls it away turning her head away from him. Her eyes land on me and she mouths "Help me". She turns back around looking at Nick with a fake smile.
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*Y/N's POV*
I turn back around looking at Nick with a fake smile. Nick goes to say something but stops as I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up seeing Tyler standing next to me.
"Hey Y/N. Umm my dad wanted to see you. Follow me."
"Oh okay. See ya later Nick."
I get up following behind Tyler and Nick huffs crossing his arms. Tyler leads me to his locker room and we go inside as he closes the door. I sit down on the couch and he sits down next to me.
"Thank you for helping me back there."
"Of course. I was watching Nick trying to flirt with you."
"You were watching?"
"I always watch you to make sure you are okay. To make sure nothing bad happens to you. Because I care about you a lot."
I shift a little facing him and look into his eyes smiling a little.
"You mean that Ty?"
"Yes I do. I really do."
"I care about you too Ty."
He looks at me and smirks a little.
"So you're not interested in Nick?"
"Not at all. I have someone else that I have been interested in for awhile now."
"Oh really? Who?"
Tyler looks at me with a curious face and I look over at him with a little smirk.
"I can show you."
I lean forward and slowly lock my lips onto his. I kiss him slowly and he kisses me back putting a hand on my cheek deepening the kiss. We kiss for a few minutes before I pull back leaving our foreheads touching and looking at him.
"So who is it?"
I roll my eyes and push him slightly, sitting back against the couch. He looks at me with a little smile on his face.
"Wanna go on a date?"
"Right now?"
"Yeah! Wherever you wanna go!"
"Let's go!"
I stand up, put my hand out and he grabs it standing up. We grab our backpacks and head out to go on our first date. First of many.
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