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aalyssah · 4 days

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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.

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.

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.

#hook aew #aew hook #hook aew imagine #aew hook imagine #aew hook x reader #730 hook #aew fluff #wrestling fluff

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gethooked · 3 months

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Babies first wrestling show ~ HOOK imagine

HOOK and reader bring their first child to see HOOK wrestle Samoa Joe for the title. And add Taz as a part of the story. - requested by @sunrise28sblog

It's wednesday, you know what that means. Dynamite day! It was also your son's first wrestling show! Tyler wanted you and your son to be there for his very first world championship match. You agreed because before you had your son you wrestled to but decided to give up wrestling and focus on your little family with Tyler.

You were excited because you missed your co-workers who became like your family over time. But you were mostly excited because it would be your son's first wrestling show ever. Tyler, Taz, your son, and you had got to the arena early so you guys could take pictures and have your son run around the ring since he has also been interested in wrestling. Just like his father and grandpa. After a while of your son running around the ring you decided that it was time to head backstage so the crew could finish setting up and that way you guys weren't in their way.

Once you got backstage you noticed The Lads, and ran up to them and gave them all big bear hugs. Last time you saw them was on long island. Your son decided that he wanted to walk around with his grandpa so you let him while you caught up with The Lads. Throughout the show your son would cheer for his favorites. It was tough for him during the Top Flight and Private Party match.

He loved Top Flight since they were basically his uncles. And loved Private Party because why not. Once it got to Tyler’s match your son got scared. He knew something was going to happen. But you told him that dad would be fine.

As Tyler came out your son was cheering the loudest he ever has for his dad. As the match started your son was smiling and cheering, “Let’s go dad, beat Joe’s ass!” your son would say. You were surprised but let it go and would tell him later on not to say that. As the match went on he got more worried for his dad but still watched hoping Tyler would pull through and win. Once Tyler hit his head you knew something was wrong but tried not to show due to your son being with you.

After the match and Tyler telling Joe to come back your son was so angry with his dad. Once he got back he ran to his dad and told him not to do that again. And Tyler would say why he was trying to prove a point. After reassuring your son he would go to medical to get checked out. After he left Taz came by and tried to distract his grandson because he knew he was worried about his dad.

He told him that his dad was a badass and not to worry about him. And that he got his badassery from his dad. (your son's grandpa). After a while he would fall asleep on Taz’s lap and Tyler would come get you and your son and take you guys back to the hotel. As he was putting your guy's son to bed he showed him all the bruises and scars he got and told him that they are his battle scars and that he would get them too when he’s older if he decided to wrestle.

After your son fell asleep, Tyler jumped in your guy's bed with you and right away you whispered to him “Don’t do that stupid shit again, you almost gave me a heart attack!” Tyler would say “I promise I won’t do it again.” But in reality he’s too stubborn to listen and would keep on proving how badass he really is.

Taglist: @99hook @carlybow

#hook aew #aew hook #hook #send hook #730 hook #aew hook imagine #hook imagine #aew hook x reader #hook aew imagine

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jeysmullet · 9 months

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how would aew wrestlers react to their girlfriend doing a big return🎀🫶🏼

How Aew Wrestlers Would React To Their Girlfriend Doing A Big Return.

xoxo

Darius Martin X Reader, Hook X Reader, Nick Wayne X Reader, Dante Martin X Reader, Daniel Garcia X Reader, Kyle Fletcher X Reader.

gifs are not mine.

i made this while watching summer slam 😛.

Darius Martin

•This man is so hyped for you.

•Like backstage he would just be so smiley.

•His brother definitely took a picture of him just to make fun of him later.

•When you win your match, he quite literally runs to gorilla to meet you.

•He would most definitely smother you with hugs and kisses.

•He would probably posts a picture of y’all together on his instagram story.

Dante Martin

•He’s a lot like his brother.

•He would also be smiley backstage.

•Just boasting about how hard you worked to be back.

•Would meet up with you at gorilla.

•Just giving you so much love.

•Would most definitely posts something on twitter about your match.

Daniel Garcia

•Such a cocky little fucker.

•He would be so prideful about it.

•He’s knows how hard you worked to come back, so he’s excited for you.

•When you came back from your match, he would meet up with you.

•He would most definitely try to get you to do his dance as a celebration.

•If you did it, he would most definitely video it and put it on his twitter.

Nick Wayne

•MY SWEET LITTLE BABY.

•OMG HES SO ADORABLE

•HE WOULD BE SO HAPPY FOR YOU.

•HE WOULD BE SMILING SO HARD WHEN YOU GOT THE PIN OVER YOUR OPPONENT.

•HE IS SO PROUD OF YOU IT ISN’T EVEN FUNNY.

•LIKE THIS MAN UNDERSTANDS HOW HARD YOU WORKED EVERYDAY SINCE YOU HAD TO LEAVE.

•AND HES SO PROUD.

•HES MOST DEFINITELY RETWEETING YOUR PIN ON TWITTER.

Hook

•My sweet little angst baby.

•He would try to act nonchalant but on the inside he’s so proud.

•nah he would most definitely be smiling but try’s to use his hoodie to hide it.

•He knows how hard you worked to come back after you tore your ACL.

•So when you came back better than ever, there’s no way he couldn’t be proud.

•Sweet little mysterious baby.

Kyle Fletcher don’t judge me. i love him.

•Little punk aussie.

•He’s honestly adorable.

•He helped you train to come back, so he knows how excited you are.

•He’s honestly more excited than you to be real.

•He most definitely live tweets for your match.

•When you win, he posts a picture of the two of you.

•Y’all did infact end up trending that night.

•We love his little annoying aussie ass.

🏷️: @hooks-martin

#aew #aew imagine #kyle fletcher #kyle fletcher imagine #dante martin #dante martin imagine #darius martin #darius martin imagine #aew hook imagine #hook aew imagine #aew hook #daniel garcia imagine #daniel garcia #nick wayne imagine #nick wayne

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triscillal · 9 months

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𝑬𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑩𝑜𝑠𝑠 || 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 ||

Series Synopsis: After the unpredictable release from WWE, the now hottest free agent of Sports-Entertainment decides to accept an offer becoming a new version of herself while also becoming the newest 'secret weapon'.

Pairings: Hook x Female!Reader, Taz x Female!Reader (platonic), Ricky Starks x Female!Reader (platonic), Will {Powerhouse} Hobbs x Female!Reader (platonic), Dante Martin x Female!Reader (platonic)... [ other aew wrestlers mentioned/included ]

WARNINGS || This story contains wrestling violence, swearing, descriptive sexual activities, mentions of anxiety, and potentially triggering themes such as parental abuse, anxiety, self harm and/or depression. || 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊 !!!

{ PROLOGUE } ~ COMING FRIDAY!

I≡I≡I

~ AUTHORS NOTE ~

Some other things to keep in mind are that :

GIFs and photos do not belong to me

Y/N L/N is going to be portrayed by Sasha Banks | Her Pro Wrestling Gimmick / Name / Music / Promo Lines will be used |

I do not condone to third party posting unless they are from my personal accounts (which are linked at the top of my page). Anybody who does will be reported. If my work has been seen anywhere excluding my accounts, please do me a favor and notify me as soon as possible.

#aew imagines #aew hook imagine #hook aew x reader #aew hook #hook imagine #hook fanfiction #hook x reader #hook aew imagine #hook aew #aew hook headcanon #aew hook x reader #aew hook smut #triscillawrites

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wwenhlimagines · 1 year

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Hi! I was wondering if you would be willing to write a story about the reader and Hook having a baby together and being on Ethan’s Toy Hunt Vlog. Thank you :)

Toy Hunt with Baby Senerchia - Hook Imagine

These two requests were similar, so I'm combining them into one story.

Hope you all enjoy it!

When I first told Tyler I was pregnant with his child, we were both hesitant to tell anybody. We are still young, and we don't want everyone to be telling us their opinions of how we should parent. Of course, we will ask our parents and close friends for advice, but the whole world knowing was a different issue.

Luckily, I work behind the scenes at AEW, so it's not like I had to be written off TV, but Hook decided to take some time off as I neared the end of my pregnancy. Tony decided an injury angle was the least suspicious way to give him some time off without alerting fans.

We welcomed our sweet baby boy Trevor a few months ago now, and we couldn't be more in love. Tyler is slowly returning to work by mainly working promos or squash matches. Everybody backstage is great with helping me if Trevor starts to fuss while Tyler is busy. Willow loves to hold him and gently rock back and forth to soothe him as I make sure all of the props are ready to go.

Whenever Tyler returns, it is hard not to awe at his smile, seeing Trevor reaching out for him with a drooly grin. He happily takes his little man in his arms and makes sure to let you know he is taking him to catering. Tyler finds the carrier for him to lay against his chest and places Trevor in it before heading over to catering to get some chips.

As he sits in catering eating his chips, Trevor has fallen asleep, and so Tyler slowly gets up and heads to a quieter corner to wait for the end of the show. Danhausen walks by, but he has quickly learned not to disturb Tyler while he is with his son as the baby is terrified of his face paint. Tyler nods at Danhausen to say hi, and Dan simply gives him 2 thumbs up and smiles before continuing his journey.

Meanwhile, Ethan Page has found his way over to me with his vlog camera. "Hey, Y/N! We are planning on going on a Toy Hunt tomorrow if you and Hook are interested. I've heard they have a lot of (your favorite collection)."

I hum as I pretend to think about it before laughing and replying, "Of course I'll be there! I'll talk to Hook and see what he thinks, but I am definitely in!"

Ethan smiles content with my answer and walks away to find more people to join the Toy Hunt. When I am done for the night, I grab a snack for catering before heading off to find the 2 boys I love the most. I smile as I turn the corner and see Tyler sprawled out on a crate with Trevor in the carrier, laying on his chest as they both seem to be napping.

I walk over and try to pick up Trevor, only to have Tyler quickly grab my hands and shove them away. I back up a bit as he opens his eyes and sees it is just me. He sighs and reaches back out for me. "I'm sorry, babe. I thought you were someone else trying to take Trev here from me."

I smirked and leaned in to kiss him as he got down from the crate. Trevor started to squirm, and I quickly took him out of the carrier and held him against my chest. "Sorry baby, it's time to go to the hotel, though, so we can eat and then get a decent night's sleep."

Trevor settles down as we walk back to the locker room, and Tyler grabs his backpack, and the car seat and lays Trevor down in it. I try to pick it up, but Tyler insists on carrying it out to the car. I smirk and let him carry it knowing how protective he is of the both of us.

Once we settle into the car, Tyler drives us back to the hotel, and I decide to ask him about the Toy Hunt. "Do we have plans for tomorrow? Ethan invited us to a Toy Hunt, and I told him I was in, but I wasn't sure about you and Trevor."

Tyler shook his head as he kept his eyes on the road. "I don't believe we have anything planned. Do you think it is time to let the public know about the baby, though? They know we are together, but we still haven't posted about him yet."

I sigh as I think about it, "We could ask your dad to watch him?"

Tyler shakes his head again, "He told me he has an earlier flight out tomorrow."

We pull in the hotel parking lot and get out of the car before grabbing the car seat and our bags. We walk inside and get into our room before sighing and getting Trevor settled down.

"I guess we could take him and just keep him in the carrier wearing a hoodie. Ethan would be fine putting a smiley face over him or something. That way, we could go, and his face doesn't get shown."

Tyler shrugged before laying back on the bed. "We should probably post that we have a baby first before letting Ethan post the Toy Hunt, though."

I nodded and laid down next to Tyler before leaning into his side and pouting my lips up towards his. He smiles before kissing me softly and pulling me closer to him. "He takes a while to edit, so we have some extra time. Let's go tomorrow, and we can figure out what to post later."

Trevor starts to fuss, so I feed him and change him as Tyler gets ready for bed. Once he comes back out of the bathroom in his boxers, I smirk before handing Trevor over to him. I let my fingers linger around his waist before grabbing his ass quickly before running off to the bathroom. "Hey, that's not fair. I can't even retaliate!"

I giggle from the bathroom before poking my head back out. "I'll let you retaliate once little man is sound asleep."

Tyler winks at me and starts to rock back and forth, trying to soothe Trevor back to sleep.

The next morning, we get up, and Tyler gets some breakfast from the lobby and brings it back to the room as I feed Trevor and get him ready for the day. Ethan texts me with the address and time for the Toy Hunt, so we get dressed before heading over.

Once we arrive, I try to get the carrier, but Tyler quickly puts it on and reaches out for me to pass Trevor over to him. "Are you sure you want to carry him?"

Tyler nods while getting Trevor buckled in comfortably. "You are the one most excited to search for your collection. I won't need to be on camera much."

I shrug and pull Trevor's hood up over his head before we walk over to join Ethan and Danhausen. The camera hasn't started rolling, so we let them say hi to Trevor before the Toy Hunt begins. Once we entered the store, Tyler became extra protective in making sure Trevor's hood was up and carrying his backpack full of baby supplies on his back.

Ethan leads me over towards my favorite toy section, and I start to search for anything I don't already have. I find a couple of things I might want to buy and decide to go check on my boys.

Tyler has found some toys that light up and make noise, and I hear Trevor's giggle as Tyler waves the toys around and makes silly faces. I snapped a couple of pictures before walking over to them and smiling as Trevor reached out for me. I placed the toys I had brought over on a crate and took the baby in my arms.

"Hey baby boy, is Daddy entertaining you?"

Trevor giggled as I blew raspberries into his neck. I see a flash out of the corner of my eye and smirk seeing Tyler sheepishly putting his phone back in his pocket. "You know I can't help myself when you two are being so adorable."

I kissed Trevor's head before handing him back over his dad. I grabbed the toys and held them up towards the baby. "Which one should I get, baby boy?"

His little arms reached out towards the one in my left hand, so I took the other one back and came back with it. Ethan walks over to us and asks what we plan on getting. I happily show him the treasure I found and geek out about adding it to my collection.

From behind the camera, I can see Ethan looking over at Tyler hesitantly. I scoot closer to my boys and show Trevor the toy I chose again. He giggles as I wave it back and forth in front of him, and Tyler smiles down at the two of us.

Ethan soon walks away to find Danhausen in the corner, making up some absurd backstory for the figure he had in his hands. Tyler and I decided to pay for the toy I found as well as the toys he and Trevor had been playing with. We paid and then waited for the others by the front door.

Trevor started to get antsy, so we gave him the toy we had just bought him. He started to giggle and kick his little feet. The owner of the store encouraged us to sit down in the kids' corner, so we made our way over there and settled down.

Ethan and Danhausen came to find us after they paid for their newfound treasures. Danhausen sits down next to Tyler, and Trevor curls into his dad's chest. The friendly gremlin pulls a light up bouncy ball out of his pocket, and Trevor's eyes grow wide. He is hesitant to reach out for the ball, but Danhausen happily gave it to me, and I handed it to Trevor. He smiled and giggled as it lit up in front of him.

We all walked out of the store and did our reflection of the store for Ethan's vlog. I hugged the other men goodbye, and Tyler got Trevor settled into his carseat. We got in the car and decided to go back to the hotel after stopping for food.

Once we got into the hotel room, we had to change Trevor's diaper and eat our lunch before we sat down on the bed and played with our baby boy. "I think we should post the pictures we took today to announce our little bundle of joy."

Tyler nods and grabs his phone to open Instagram and post the picture of me blowing a raspberry into Trevor's neck with the caption "The loves of my life 💕"

I smile as I posted the picture of Tyler and Trevor laughing together with the caption "My boys have my whole heart ❤️"

Tags: @thesupreme316 @gethooked @730hook @baybay-boom @hookedonhook @louisianalady @hooks-martin @plentyoffandoms @daddyslittlevillain @hooksimp @legit9thlunaticwarrior @lclb13 @hookswifeeyy

#aew hook imagine #aew imagine #hook as a dad #aew hook #hook imagine #hook aew imagine #aew hook fic

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wanderingdarlingblog · 2 years

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HOOK smoot?

Umm...yes absolutely without a doubt I gotchu-

Every Dog Has Its Day

Pairing: Hook x Fem!reader

Summary: Hook is fed up with the way his best friend has been treated by Ricky Starks.

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: SMUT 18+ (minors dni), cursing, p in v sex, oral (m and f receiving), got caught?, one (1) spank, hair pulling, Rick being a bit of a douche, possessive!Hook, maybe a little OOC Hook, unprotected sex!! (Wrap before you tap, be safe out there), creampie. If I missed anything, let me know.

A/N: Good morning my loves!! My first request! Okay this may be a little OOC for Hook, I tried my best but feedback is always appreciated. Sorry this was delayed so long, I got to a point where I had to rewrite it because I kinda hated the first final product. Hopefully you guys like this draft, I like it a lot more than the first one. I wasn't sure for a while what to write for this but then when I heard he was FTW Champ? Boom...

-WD

You watched with bated breath as Danhausen rolled Ricky into a pin, but quickly kicked out.

"Fuck..."

"How's he doin'?" Hook snuck up behind you, making you jump.

"Jesus, Hook," You laughed before turning back to the television. "I mean he's doin' alright? He's doing a lot better than I thought he would, he's holding his own-"

Boom! Ricky hits Danhausen with a spear, making you both cringe.

"Ooo..." Hook hissed as he hovered behind you. "1...2..."

"And it's over." You sighed, disappointment etched in your expression. "That wasn't even two minutes..."

"Did you want Danhausen to win?" Hook smiled down at you with a teasing squeeze of your shoulder, which you shook off and rolled your eyes.

"I just want someone to shut Ricky Starks up." You chuckled and rolled your eyes.

Hook slinked his hoodie-clad arm around your shoulder and nodded.

"Alright, I'm just giving you a hard time." Hook shrugged as he looked down and examined you. "Loving the new gear by the way."

"Yeah, yeah..." You muttered as you leaned your back against his chest and glanced up with a teasing glint in your eye. "You just like it because my ass is pratically hanging out of it."

"No, you look good in blue," Hook nodded while a hint of a smile creeped onto his face. "You're butt does look good though"

"Shut up!" You smacked his chest, making him chuckle. "You're so annoying."

"Hey, you asked." Hook threw up his hands in surrender.

You and Hook had been friends for a while now. Your dad's were friends, you came up in the same circles and you both started training around the same time. Now, you were both on the fast track to becoming two rising stars of the company. He was one of your good friends and you two were always spotted backstage, sharing hushed words and quiet laughs.

While Hook was known as a man of few words, around you he was more like a man of a few words. He never wasted an opportunity to pick on you and you two were always plotting some sort of mischief, being the two youngest on the roster.

Unfortunately for the both of you, Ricky Starks has been giving you some unwanted attention recently, letting his attraction to you be more than obvious. You had never gotten along with Ricky. You found him grating and egotistical, and you let him know at every chance you got. And yet, he still attempted to make moves on you (which you reject completely). The last thing you wanted was another win under his belt, he did not need to have his ego inflated any more than it was. You felt terrible because you know how close Hook and Ricky are, both of them being apart of Team Taz, but you could not look past the way you had been treated by him.

"I really wanted him to lose." You said in a voice low enough for Hook's ears only. "I want to watch his stupid face when he finally takes a loss."

"Easy, killer." Hook said slowly as he moved to stand fully behind you and started to rub your shoulders, pretending to prepare you for a fight. "Every dog has its day."

"Look, I know you guys are friends, I'm sorry-" You tried to backpedal but Hook shook his head.

"Don't you say sorry, he treats you like shit. Someone should've put him in his place a long time ago, I should be saying sorry to you." Hook went from lightly rubbing your shoulders to pressing careful pressure with the pads of his thumbs into your tense back muscles. "You're really tight, what's up?"

"I'm stressed." You huffed with a small frown as you watched Ricky get to his feet and grab a mic. "Didn't sleep very well last night either-"

"Very nice, very evil," Ricky labored over the mic. "But you're not absolute."

You groaned and pulled away from Hook's touch.

"I can't listen to this. Let me know when he's done." You started to walk away, but Ricky's next sentence pricked up your ears.

"And just like last week, I still got a little left in the tank. So let's bring out another challenge, and now for real this time." Ricky huffed and puffed and grabbed at his neck as he spoke.

Hook tensed for a moment, before he turned to face you. He haphazardly grabbed at his hoodie, took it off and handed it to you, leaving him in nothing but his boots and shorts.

"Hold this for me." He said before he turned to head to the curtain.

"What are you doing?!" You called after him as you followed in close pursuit.

"Shutting him up." He threw a wink over his shoulder before he flagged down a technician. "Play my music!"

"Oh, my god." Your heart started racing as you ran back to the television. "Shit, shit, shit..."

Hook's music hit and you heard the crowd pop. Hook marched out there with the most determined look on his face that you have seen in a while.

You threw on his hoodie quickly so you did not miss a second of this moment, eyes glued to the television unblinking.

"Is that Hook?" Austin Gunn approached you from behind and joined you at the monitor.

You just nodded as you brought a hand to your lips, not daring to move as the match started and more people gathered to watch the spectacle.

The first minute of the match proved they were a pretty even match with counters left and right, everyone was on edge. But when Hook got hit with a spear, everyone groaned.

"C'mon, Hook." You whispered as you watched him roll on the ground in pain. "Get up."

Ricky grabbed Hook and set him up for a roshambo, but Hook countered into the Redrum. The locker room went nuts, and so did the fans.

"Holy shit!" You gasped as you grabbed the closest person's arm, which happened to be Austin's. "Holy shit! C'mon Hook!"

Ricky tried to roll out of it, but Hook held on tight. When Ricky tapped out, you started jumping up and down and cheering. You stared wide eyed at the screen with your hands cupped over your mouth.

When he finally came backstage, Hook wore the biggest smile as he approached the crowd of people waiting to congratulate him, including you.

When he reached you, he held up the belt and smirked.

"That wasn't even two minutes." He mocked your words from earlier, which made you shake your head and grin ear to ear.

With the title still in his hands, he wrapped his arms around your waist, hoisted you into the air and spun you around a couple times. You yelped at the new height and laughed.

"Put me down!" You giggled.

"Does that count as shutting Ricky Starks up?" Hook asked with a very serious look on his face.

"Yes." You nodded, looking down at him while he still held you in the air.

"Did you see his face? Are you satisfied?" Hook's features scrunched as he squeezed you, making you laugh and throw your head back in mock annoyance.

"Yes!" You giggled at his ridiculousness. "Yes, I watched the whole thing, his face was priceless."

"Good." Hook chuckled as he dropped you back to your feet. Without letting you go, he gave you a once over and a smirk. "You're wearing my hoodie."

"Huh?" You looked down at the article of clothing and moved to take it off. "Oh, right. Here, sorry."

"No, no," Hook smirked and grabbed your hand to stop your movements. "You look better in it."

"Stop, now you're just being cheesy." you rolled your eyes, but could not stop the smile or blush.

You pulled away and started the short walk back to the locker rooms. Hook joined you at your side and bumped your shoulder.

"I'm just being honest." Hook smiled with a little glint in his eye. "You should wear my clothes more often, maybe Ricky will leave you alone after that."

"If only it were that easy." You smiled shook your head.

Silence fell over you two as they approached the door to your dressing room. When you turned to look back at Hook, his expression was sullen

"It could be." His brows creased, looking almost upset

"Hook..." Your smile fell and your heart sunk.

"Y/N..." He took ahold of your hand and squeezed it.

Of course you had harbored feelings for him since you met, but you always held back out of fear that he did not feel the same and you would ruin the friendship. You cherished your relationship you had and everything about him, from his cold outer shell to his playful jabs.

"Let me prove it to you." He threw the title up on his shoulder as he stared at you thoughtfully. "Come out and celebrate with me tonight, I'll show you how good we could be."

"Hook, I don't need tonight to prove that you would treat me well, I know you would. You already do." You crossed your arms and took a deep breath as you felt anxiety start to spark in your gut. You opened the door behind you and sighed as you entered your dressing room. "I just-"

"Then what's stopping you?" Hook laughed a little as he spoke. He followed you into the room, closed the door behind him and pulled you back into his arms. "Give me a reason."

You felt a shiver go up your spine when his hand made contact with the small of your back and gently pulled you flush to his front.

"I..." You tried to think of something to say, but they were all words without a leg to stand on.

"Just give me a reason and I'll stop." Hook whispered as he tucked a stray hair behind you ear. His hand slid behind your ear and cupped your jaw, his thumb gliding against your cheek adoringly. "Say the word."

"I don't want to ruin our friendship..." You blurted out quietly, color quickly dusting your cheeks.

"What if I wanted more than a friendship with you? What if I wanted to take you out?" Hook's head tilted to the side slightly, his hair flopping with it. He was still holding your face in his calloused hand.

"You want a relationship?" Your voice was small out of shock, which made Hook chuckled and nod.

"Since we met in training, but I just assumed you didn't feel the sa-" Hook's sentence was cut off by you grabbing his cheeks and pressing a soft peck to his lips.

He just stared at you for a moment, unblinking. Then he leaned forward and captured your lips in a kiss that left you breathless for a moment. Your stomach did a flip when you felt his lips curl into a smile against your mouth.

"So that's a yes?" He murmured, noses bumping against each other.

You nodded, a grin spreading across your face.

"Use your words, Y/N," Hook's voice was low rumble in your ear. "Is that a yes?"

"Yes." You whispered.

"Good," Hook smirked as he pulled back. "I'm taking you out tonight to celebrate. Go get dressed, I'll swing by in a few and we'll go grab some dinner. Are you hungry?"

"I could eat." You nodded as your eyes scanned his features.

"What sounds good?" Hook squeezed your hips with his free hand and nudged his thumb under the hem of the hoodie to pinch the exposed flesh.

"Whatever the champion wants." You teased, leaning up to give him chaste kiss on the cheek. "Now shoo, I gotta get dressed."

"Can I watch?" Hook joked, but his smiled fell when he watched you slowly toss the hoodie off, leaving you only in your ring gear.

"I wouldn't mind that." You smirked and pulled him into you.

The kiss was searing. His lips were softer than you ever imagined they would be. You raked your fingers through his hair and his hands roamed your back and hips. His hands dragged up your back to try to find the straps to your top and pull them down your shoulders. Hastily, he broke the kiss and moved to the couch and pulled you into his lap. You straddled his thighs and he kissed down your neck and started leaving open mouthed kisses and nips on your collarbone.

"Someone's in a rush." You teased, which earned you a firm squeeze and a swift smack on your ass.

"Someone's mouthy." Hook whispered into your neck as he sucked a love bite. "I can fix that-"

Knock knock knock.

"Y/N? You in there?"

Ricky.

"Uhh, yeah I'm changing? Talk later?" You tried to respond as Hook made another attempt to take your top off, which you successfully shimmied off.

"Can we talk now? I don't know if you saw but I lost-"

"Yeah I saw Ricky, I-" Your thought fell short and was cut off with a little sigh as Hook latched his lips onto your nipple. "Hook..."

"Don't leave him hanging." Hook's voice was low as he gently latched his teeth on your nipple and kitten licked the sensitive nerves, making you keen.

"Ricky, I'm kinda busy right now, maybe later?" You rushed your sentence out when you felt Hooks free hand that wasn't holding you up in his lap slip down your shorts to your clothed clit.

"Busy? Busy doing what?" Ricky's annoyed tone made Hook groan.

He pulled his hand from your shorts, grabbed his discarded hoodie and pulled it onto your exposed body before he marched to the door and threw it open. He leaned against the doorframe with tense shoulders and a set jaw.

"Busy doing me," Hook's voice was low and taught with frustration as he pushed some hair out of his face. "Mind giving us some space? We were in the middle of something before you came knocking."

Ricky stood with a slack jaw and wide eyes. He glanced back at you and back at Hook. Hook did not bother to wait for Ricky to respond.

"Great, thanks." Hook closed the door in Ricky's face and locked it.

When he looked back at you, your expression was filled with shock and a little embarrassment, but you were on the verge of laughing.

"Hook, Ricky was just-"

"Don't say his name, not when I'm about to make you scream mine." Hook cracked his neck before he pulled the hoodie back off of your body, grabbed your thighs, pulled you down so your back fell on the back of the couch and threw your legs over his shoulders.

He grabbed your shorts, pulled them down your legs and started kissing and biting up your thighs, making you squirm. He pulled your legs up and gently blew cold air on your exposed core, making your hips lift off the couch.

"Hook, please..."

"Louder, I want him to hear." Hook kept his eyes trained on your face as he wrapped his lips around your clit.

Your head dropped back against the couch as he went to work. His hands dug into your hips to keep them down as he licked stripes up your core and planted kisses when he could. You latched a hand on the back of his head for support as he devoured you. When you started to roll your hips for more friction, Hook snaked his hand around and pinned your hips down.

"Fuck, please Hook, I'm so close." You accidentally tugged at his hair harshly, but he only moaned against you.

"C'mon, baby, let go," his encouragement vibrated up your spine as you shuddered against his lips.

He helped you ride out your high before he kissed up your stomach, his breath tickling your skin and making you giggle.

"How do you feel, baby?" He whispered as he kissed the shell of your ear.

You nodded and hummed contently as you pulled his lips to yours for a chaste kiss.

"I could get used to this." You smiled up at him with flushed cheeks and heavy breaths.

He pecked you one more time before he stood at his full height.

"Good," he grinned as he looped his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts. "You wanna keep going?"

"Is that even a question?" Your chuckled died in your throat as you watched him drag his shorts down his legs and his member sprung forward, already dripping with precum.

He smiled when he noticed your tongue dart out and lick your lips.

"Want a taste?" He teased while he stroked his cock a few times.

You nodded and quickly sat up to take a lick up his shaft. He threw his head back as your lips wrapped around the tip and swirled your tongue in delicate circles. He placed his hand on the back of your head and started to bob your head gently, making you gag softly. He gripped your hair and pulled your mouth off with a soft pop.

"I'd love for you continue, but if you keep that up I don't think I'll be able to fuck that pretty pussy of yours. Lay on your back, baby." Hooks words made your cheeks hot as you laid back. "Just tell if it's too much."

He wrapped your legs around his hips and guided his cock into you slowly. The stretch made you bite your lip and grind your hips, which made hook smirk.

"So desperate already?" He teased.

"Been waiting for this for longer than you think." You smiled as you flipped the pair of you over. "My turn."

You slid down on his cock, and when you bottomed out, his hands were already gripping your hips and trying to get you to rock back and forth on his dick.

"Now who's being desperate?" You began to rock up and down.

"You're gonna be the end of me, c'mere." Hook dragged you down to be flush with his chest and pinned your arms behind your back as he started to thrust his hips into yours at a breakneck pace.

You tried to keep you volume to a minimum, considering anyone could walk by your door and hear exactly what you were doing, but the way the head of his cock was dragging against your walls made you throw caution to the wind. You buried your head into the crook of his neck as gasps and whines started to escape your lips.

"Hook I-"

"I know baby, I'm right there too. Clenching around me like crazy," Hook breathed out, his voice strained as his pace became more desperate and sloppy and less deliberate and aimed. "Cum for me baby, I'm right behind you."

His words were enough to make you bite down on his neck to try to muffle the moan that ripped through your chest as you came. You felt Hook's hips stutter a few times before his buried himself in you and filled you up to the brim. He let go of your arms and wrapped you up in his as he nuzzled your neck and gave you a little kiss on your shoulder.

"That was amazing." You smiled as you pushed your self up from his neck and gave him a peck on the cheek. "How long have you been holding out on me?"

Hook chuckled and gave your hip a pinch, which made you wince a laugh a little.

"Too long." He pushed himself up to lean his back on the arm of the couch and traced thoughtful shape on your waist and hip. "You're all mine now though, right?"

"If you'll have me." You smiled as you brushed his hair out of his face.

He kneaded the flesh of your ass and grinned.

"Of course I will," He ran his hand from your butt up your spine and back down. "Now, let's get dressed."

"What's the rush?" You brows furrowed as you slowly pushed off his dick with a wince.

"I'm taking you out to dinner, remember?" Hook grabbed his shorts and pull them up to rest on his hips. "Make sure you wear that."

You followed his gaze to the hoodie that was haphazardly thrown to the side earlier.

"Why...?" You got to your feet and started to get dressed yourself.

"It's chilly out, plus you look good in my clothes." He gave you a look that made your face heat up. He gave you another quick peck before her turned to leave. "Get dressed, I'll be back in ten minutes."

"Sure." You nodded as you watched him go.

The rest of the night was more than enjoyable. He took you to this little hole-in-the-wall and you went out on a walk around the town. You guys found yourself downtown at one point. He took some pictures of you and him, which was more than fun since Hook actually knew how to take a picture and make it look good. After your little photoshoot, Hook got a call from his dad wondering where he went off to.

"I'm with Y/N, Dad...yeah...yeah...I'll let you know...alright...bye." Hook ended the call with a huge smile on his face.

"What happened?" You felt a smile start to grow on your face as you watched him put his phone back in his pocket.

"Dad's over the moon that we finally got together. Just told me to text him when we're back at the hotel and safe." Hook pulled you in and pressed kiss to your forehead. "Apparently him and Excalibur had a running bet going on us. He owes my dad $50."

You could not help but throw your head back and laugh. Eventually, you both made it back to the hotel, where he dropped you off at your room and said goodnight. Once you settled into bed, you started to scroll through Instagram. You were scrolling aimlessly, when a picture caught your eye that made you scroll back up immediately.

It was a picture of Hook and you from tonight. You in his hoodie under his arm. You could easily see the hickey you left on his neck. Your eyes immediately darted to the caption.

"He couldn't keep the title, couldn't keep his tag partner, and he couldn't even keep the girl...not like he had her in the first place."

Your eyes bulged out of your head. You flung yourself out of bed, left your room and ran down the hall to Hook's room. You knocked on it until he opened the door.

"What?" Hook laughed at your disheveled self before you showed him the post.

"Are you trying to piss him off more?" You sighed.

He chuckled and pulled you in for a firm kiss.

"If it means he'll finally leave my girl alone, then yeah." Hook pulled you into his room and shut the door.

"I think that was mission accomplished when you were the one who opened my dressing room door." You smiled into another kiss as he pushed you back towards the bed.

"Then the post is for good measure," he climbed into bed with you and pulled you into his lap. "Now c'mere. Maybe you'll have a better night sleep with me."

"It's the same mattress as mine-" You tried to argue as you rolled onto your side, but he just shushed you.

"Just lay with me, silly." He chuckled as he pulled you close.

To no one's surprise, you did sleep better that night.

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Day 24 🎃 Outdoor Sex & Tender Sex

Hook x f/Reader (18+)

Requested by @cashwheelersgirl89

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. Outdoor sex.NSFW under the cut

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

I hope you like it.

HOOK'S POV:

YN and I were sitting in the backyard of Dante. He was having an outdoor movie night and there was a few of us that came.

Anthony and his partner, Dante and his partner of course and a few more were all sitting on the blankets that were laid out for us.

I had YN sitting in my lap as it cooler as the evening went on. She was wearing a skirt and I could see that was she was starting to shiver even though she had a blanket wrapped around her.

"Come here baby. I'll help you warm up." I said to her as I pulled her into my lap and wrapped my arms around her. She relaxed into my chest as the first movie continued on.

But YN was fidgeting and her ass kept bumping into my growing erection. I brought my lips to her ear and spoke low. "If you don't stop moving baby, we are gonna have an issue."

She looked back at me with a confused look and I gently raised my hips just a bit. Her eyes got real wide once it dawned on her.

YN went back to watching the movie and I thought she was going to behave herself, but I felt her hips start to move back and forth, ever so slightly.

I placed my hands on her hips and she stopped for a moment, but then she went back to slowly grinding on me.

I knew between her and I, I was getting a wet spot on the front of my sweats. I looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to us, and so far so good.

"Move your panties to the side and then let me take over YN." I whispered to her. She raised her hips slightly and I pulled myself out of my pants and boxers and she lowered herself on me, taking me in slowly.

I heard the whimper leave her mouth and I told her to be quiet. No one has seemed to notice or hear what we are doing.

I had to bite my lip once I was fully inside of her. She felt amazing and YN, my poor love was bitting her lip so hard, I was afraid it is going to bleed.

"Let me take care of you baby." I said to her as I kissed up and down her neck as I moved her up and down just a bit. Just to get some type of friction.

This went on for who knows how long, but I sure as hell know we are already onto the second movie and YN has cum already.

"You feel amazing YN. Your pussy hugging me just right. Love this pussy. Love you." I couldn't stop speaking softly to her. My own face in her neck, bitting and kissing her exposed skin.

My hands were under the blanket still, one on her hip as I moved her back and forth, and the other one playing with her clit.

"Fuck." I said loudly as I felt her pussy start to spasm once again around me. I saw Dante look at me, but I didn't dare look at him. Not when I am this close.

"Gonna cum baby. You gonna walk around for the rest of the night with me dripping down your leg?"

"Yes Tyler." She softly groaned during one of the loud parts of the movie.

I turned her head to the side and crashed my lips against hers, kissing her deeply as I came inside of her.

I moaned into her mouth as she came once more around me as I was just about done.

"You two are keeping the blanket. Ya nasties." Dante called out, making me groan as he ruined the moment.

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Across Enemy Lines

Summary: Jon Moxley’s sister has been through a lot during her career at AEW, but Tyler has always been there for her. So when Wheeler starts messing with Tyler, Y/N is not going to sit by and watch it happen.

Warnings: family drama, fighting, arguing, violence, intergender fighting, weapons, threats, protective!Y/N, angst, fluff, Wheeler being a little jerk, bit of spice

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this fic!! It is quite long😅 But I worked super hard so I hope you enjoy!! The support I get on my fics really means the world to me and I love each and every one of you!!!!!!!!🥹🤍 And as always, a special thanks to @99hook , who always listens to me ramble about my ideas and helps me💛✨ And to @madhatterbri who listens to ramble as well, and helped me come up with the PERFECT name for this fic💜

Y/N let out a sad sigh, and watched as her breath swirled around the cold air in front of her.

She was sitting on a curb outside the arena, knees pulled to her chest as she waited for Taz's car to pull around and pick her up.

Tyler had been ejected from the building earlier that night, after getting into a fight with Wheeler and pushing an official.

She would have gone with him, but Y/N had recently become good friends with MJF and knew this night would be stressful for him as he looked for partners in his match against Jay White and his gang.

She didn't want to leave him, and Tyler said he needed some time to himself anyway. She knew he'd probably go to the gym and beat the crap out of some innocent punching bag until she got there, so she stayed.

But Y/N was now fully convinced the night couldn't have gone any worse. With Tyler getting thrown out, Mox beating the hell out of Orange, and MJF and the acclaimed losing, she just wanted to go curl up in Tyler’s arms and never leave.

But she turns to look when someone clears their throat behind her.

She turns to stare back up at the sky when she sees Claudio Castagnoli looking down at her. "What do you want Castagnoli?"

"Castagnoli?" Claudio sits down next to her. "I think you and I are far past last names"

"We used to be" Y/N says softly. "I don't know if we are anymore"

Claudio nods sadly. "We all miss you, you know? We'd be happy to have you back. Especially Jon. He misses his sister"

Y/N laughs, but they both know there's no humor behind it. "You think I'd come back? After everything? Especially the shit Wheeler pulled tonight?"

“I tried to get him to stop" Claudio points out.

Y/N lets out a sigh, her defensiveness fading. Claudio didn’t deserve it, he never deserved any of her attitude. He was the one who was always there for her. "I know... I'm sorry for snapping at you"

Claudio shakes his head. "No, don't apologize. I get it Y/N"

"I'm glad" she breathes out, before turning to face him. "Because, if you do get it; then you also get that I'm not going to just sit by and watch Wheeler mess with Tyler"

"I know" Claudio nods, but she can see the sadness he’s trying to hide in his eyes.

"I.." Y/N trails off nervously, before reaching over and putting her hand on top of his. "I miss you, Claudio"

He smiles sadly, and reaches over to wipe a stray tear from her cheek. "I miss you too Y/N"

"You know, I met Tyler during that feud we had with the Jericho Appreciation Society" Y/N reminisces with a smile.

"I know" Claudio smiles back. " I was there the night that Daniel was bothering you. I was just down the hall on my way over when Hook came and stopped him"

"Hey gorgeous"

Y/N rolled her eyes as Daniel Garcia came walking over to her.

"Don't call me that Garcia, and leave me the hell alone" Y/N huffs, trying to step around him and continue her way to the locker room.

"What's the rush? You should get used to me since you'll agree to go out with me soon" Daniel smirks.

"No, I absolutely won't Garcia" Y/N narrows her eyes up at him.

She tries to brush past him, but he grabs her arm to stop her.

Before he can get another word out, a hand grabs Daniel's shoulder.

Daniel drops Y/N's arm, and is then thrown against the wall.

Y/N's eyes widen as she realizes it was Hook who had come to help her.

The two hadn't really spoken before tonight, except for smiles and nods upon passing each other in the halls.

"You like can’t take no for an answer, huh?" Hook practically growls.

"Hook, it's fine. I'm fine, let him go" Y/N assures, placing her hand on his and pulling him off of Daniel.

Daniel gathers himself, and quickly runs away as Y/N stares up at Hook.

"You didn't have to do that for me, but thank you" She smiles.

"You don't need to thank me" Hook shrugs. "I don't like guys who act like that"

"You don't need to worry about me, I could take him" Y/N shrugs.

"I have no doubt about that" Hook grins. "But you shouldn't have to"

In truth, Hook wasn't just around by accident.

He had developed a crush on her, but was too nervous to approach her.

She was so beautiful, smart, and tough… and he knew if Mox found out he would beat his ass.

But as the two of them fell into casual conversation, and he got to watch her laugh at his lame jokes, he couldn't care less about what Mox would do. It would be worth it.

"He earned my respect that night” Claudio says. “He's a good man, stepping in to protect you like that"

"He is. He's the best man I could have ever asked for" Y/N lets a dreamy smile form on her face as she thinks about him.

Claudio smiles and squeezes her hand. "I'm glad; you deserve nothing less than perfect"

"He's not perfect" Y/N giggles. "The first time he was around me crying he had no clue what to do"

Claudio joins her in laughing. "When was that?"

"After Regal betrayed us" Y/N answers. "He came to my hotel room that night. He wasn't sure how to comfort me but, he came anyway. He thinks he did a terrible job but, I don't think anyone else would have been able to make me smile as much as he did"

Y/N didn't know what to do when she saw Regal hand MJF those damn brass knuckles.

She ran around ringside as fast as she could, and dove into the ring to try and grab it before MJF. But Regal grabbed her leg and pulled her back.

She whipped around to face him with fire in her eyes. "How could you do this?!"

He didn't give her an answer, just a sneer.

And before Y/N knew it, the bell had rung, and MJF was standing tall with the belt.

What should be her brother’s belt.

She felt like she could burst into tears, having to watch the man who had become like a father to her betray her brother.

But she kept her composure, and simply helped Mox out of the ring and up the ramp.

The fellow members of the BCC were waiting for them in the guerrilla, and clearly ready to go exact some much-deserved revenge.

Claudio walked over and took Mox's arm, helping Y/N hold some of his weight.

"Guys! Stop!" Y/N demands.

"We can't hurt Regal!" Bryan insists.

"He betrayed Mox! He betrayed all of us!" Wheeler yells.

"Shut up!" Y/N snaps, causing all of them to do so and look at her. "We can deal with what we're gonna do to Regal later! Now we need to get Jon to the trainer's room"

They all nod and make their way there.

Y/N and Claudio sit Mox down in a chair, and the trainers get to bandaging him up.

Y/N lets out a sigh as her eyes burned from the tears welling up.

"Are you okay?" Claudio asked her softly.

"I just... Can you guys stay here with him? I need some air" The guys nod as she rushes out of the room and into the hallway.

She leans against the wall and sniffles, a tear finally making its way down her face.

She scanned the hallway, trying to make sure no one was watching her cry.

But her eyes stop on Hook, Tyler, as he now insisted she call him.

He was further down the hallway, watching her with sympathetic eyes.

She attempted to smile at him, but she knew he saw right through it.

He looked back down at his phone, and Y/N understood why when her's buzzed in her pocket.

Are you ok?

Not really

Meet me at my hotel room, 189

Thank you Tyler

Of course mamas🧡

Tyler grinned when he saw a tiny smile form on her face. She loved being called that, and he loved watching her face turn pink and bashful every time.

But then Claudio walked out of the room, and Tyler quickly looked away before he got caught staring.

Little did either of them know that Claudio saw through the window of the door before he ever walked out of the room. But he waited to walk out to let them have a moment.

"Is there anything I can do to cheer you up Y/N?" Claudio asked.

"Could you, maybe, take me to get ice cream?" Y/N hesitantly asked.

But all Claudio did was laugh and nod. "Your wish is my command"

Later that night, Y/N approached Tyler's hotel room nervously, and when she got to the door she almost turned around.

But Tyler, who kept checking the peephole every few minutes, saw her approach and opened the door. "Hey"

"Hi" she replies nervously, a hesitant smile on her face.

"Come in" Tyler opens the door wider, and Y/N walks in and sits down on the bed.

Tyler sits down next to her, nerves coursing through his mind. He wasn't sure how to comfort her, but he damn sure was gonna try. "How are you feeling?"

"Terrible" Y/N answers honestly. "Hanging out with Claudio helped some though. And Jon.. he doesn't want to talk to anyone right now"

"I'm sorry" Tyler says softly, and places his hand on her thigh. "I'm sure he just needs a little time after everything"

"Yeah" Y/N huffs angrily.

She abruptly stands up and starts pacing back and forth. "That bastard screwed him! He betrayed all of us! Just threw us away like we were nothing!"

Unsure of what to do, Tyler sat and watched as she paced and yelled. His eyes stayed trained on her, listening intently to every word while simultaneously trying to ignore the incoming thoughts about how sexy she looked while angry.

"After everything, he just turned on us like it was the easiest thing in the world. Made us all trust and love him and then he shows his true colors. A sneaky little SNAKE is all he is" Y/N seethes. "When I get my hands on him I'm going to rip him into little pieces. I'm gonna leave him a beaten bloody pulp!"

"If you did that you'd never forgive yourself" Tyler interjects.

Y/N's head snaps over to him. "What do you know?! The only thing I regret is stopping Claudio and Wheeler from going out there and giving him exactly what he deserves tonight!"

"No you don't" Tyler insists. "You say all this now, but when it came down to it tonight you didn't let them do anything. Because you care too much about Regal despite what he did"

Y/N stops pacing, and a glare forms on her face. "Are you trying to make me feel better?!"

"Yes" Tyler replies quickly, suddenly scared of the glare that was now directed at him.

"And that's supposed to help?!" Y/N exclaims.

"I... I don't know.." Tyler trails off nervously as she begins pacing much quicker this time.

"Yes! Obviously I still care about Regal! But it's not like I want to! It's not like that's by choice! Do you think I want to still give a damn about that snake?! He's the reason my brother isn't the world champion anymore!"

Y/N suddenly stops pacing and just stares at the wall for a moment.

Tyler stands up, and slowly approaches her. He wraps his arms around her from behind in a hug. She leans back into him as he rests his cheek on top of her head.

"Why.. why do I still care about him?" She mumbles, and the sadness in her voice was enough to make Tyler want to punch Regal himself.

"Because you are such a caring and loving person" he answers, and places a kiss on the top of her head. "You are so in tune with your emotions, and because of that you love so deeply, and it's not easy for your love to break"

Y/N is silent for a second. "How do I stop being like that?"

"You don't" Tyler immediately answers. "It's what makes you, you. No one wants you to let that go. You wouldn't be you anymore"

"But it hurts so bad" she whispers miserably, tears beginning to fall down her cheeks again. She had lost count of how many times she cried that night.

"You're my strong girl" Tyler says, giving her a squeeze. "You'll be okay. Yes, it hurts right now. But I know you'll be okay"

A small smile makes its way onto her face, her mind now distracted by his use of the phrase ‘my strong girl’ instead of ‘a strong girl’, and she turns around in Tyler's arms. "Thank you"

He smiles back, and pecks her cheek. "Of course"

"I'm sorry for snapping at you" Y/N apologizes, placing her hands on either side of his face.

Tyler turns his head and kisses her palm, before smiling down at her. "It's okay, I understand"

"You're my knight in shining armor" she giggles, and he laughs too.

"Could I have orange armor?" He asks, and they both laugh again.

"Absolutely" she agrees, a smile growing on her face that finally reaches her eyes.

The two gaze into each other's eyes, soaking in the moment with happy grins.

"You are beautiful" he says softly.

"Thank you" Y/N replies. "You're pretty handsome yourself"

"Can I kiss you?" Tyler breathes out, his grip on her waist tightening nervously.

But she just rubs her thumbs back and forth against his cheeks. "Yes"

He wastes no time after that, and leans down to press his lips against her's.

It was short, but sweet and passionate. Everything you could hope for in a first kiss.

"He didn't ask me to be his girlfriend that night though" Y/N smiles. "He didn't want our anniversary to also be the anniversary of Regal betraying us. He said it wouldn't make for the happiest of celebrations"

Claudio chuckles and nods. "He was right about that"

"He waited a few days, and he took me out to dinner. Then to a random little park, and asked me to be his girlfriend there. It was so sweet. He gave me this that night too" She pulls a necklace out from under her shirt.

Claudio reached over and held the charm in between his fingers. It was a heart, with a pearl charm next to it on the chain, and the letter T was engraved on the heart. "It's beautiful"

"I know" Y/N grins. "I need to remember to not tuck it under my shirt. I'm just so used to hiding it from Jon"

The two chuckle at that, before Claudio says "I don't think that's necessary anymore. He definitely knows about you two"

"What if someone comes in?" Y/N rushes out as Tyler pins her against the wall of the trainer's room.

"They won't. The trainers are in the locker room tonight because of the renovations in here. Everyone knows that” Tyler replies against her neck, before he resumes placing kisses up and down it.

Y/N bites her lip as she runs her fingers through his hair, savoring the feeling of his body pressed against hers. "But Jon will be looking for me soon"

"Shh, it'll be fine mamas" That was all it took for her to nod, and stop worrying about her brother.

She smiled as his lips trailed up her neck and eventually connected with hers. She felt him smile into the kiss too, and give her ass a squeeze.

"We've checked everywhere but here Clau-"

Y/N pushed Tyler away as fast as possible, but it was way too late.

Mox had burst into the room, despite Claudio's best efforts to stop him. Claudio had seen Y/N slip into this room, and then saw Tyler sneak in a few minutes later.

And he didn't want Mox to kill Tyler.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Mox exclaims, and if looks could kill Tyler would have been dead on the spot.

"Let's not overreact" Claudio grabbed Mox's shoulders in an attempt to defuse the situation. "Let's give them some privacy-"

"Privacy was the issue!" Mox screams, before brushing Claudio off and stomping towards Tyler who quickly backs up. "You think you can put your hands on my sister and get away with it?!"

"Jon!" Y/N yells, stepping in between him and Tyler. "I don't need your permission to be with someone! I'm not a child anymore! And you don't get to treat me like one!"

Mox stares over his sister's head, directly into Tyler's eyes for a few moments, before looking down at her. "How long has this been going on?"

"A few months" she answers honestly. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Jon. But I wanted my boyfriend in one piece"

Mox huffs, before taking a few steps back and crossing his arms.

Tyler, who had been standing silent this whole time in an attempt to not further anger Mox, placed his hand on the small of Y/N's back.

"He makes you happy?" Mox asks, and Y/N immediately nods. "Yes. Very much so"

Y/N's eyes flicker over to Claudio's, who sends her a sympathetic smile before walking over to grab Mox's shoulders. "Come on, let's leave them alone and you and Y/N can talk privately later"

Mox sends one more glare over to Tyler before letting Claudio practically drag him out of the room.

Y/N lets out a sigh before turning to face Tyler. "I am so sorry for that"

"Don't be sorry mamas" he replies, putting his hands on her hips and pulling her towards him.

Y/N leans her head against his chest as he rubs his thumbs back and forth on her hips.

"It was kinda my fault anyway. I am the one who dragged your cute little ass in here" Tyler grins, before reaching around and grabbing her ass.

Y/N rolls her eyes. "It didn't take long for you to get back in the mood. Need I remind you my brother just almost beat you to death?"

Tyler pretends to think for a moment, before resting his forehead against her's. "I can't really remember that. Not while I have this gorgeous girl in front of me"

"You're so cheesy" Y/N giggles before pressing a kiss to his jaw.

"Only for you, and you love it" Tyler retorts with a grin, before kissing her jaw in return.

The Y/N and Claudio sit in silence for a moment, before Claudio speaks up. "Do you ever regret leaving?"

Y/N thinks for a second. "I regret that the situation happened. But it did, and there's nothing we can do about it. So no, I don't"

Y/N trudged through backstage with a frown on her face.

She didn't relish having to deal with Wheeler Yuta for yet another night.

And tonight was going to be especially bad, because tonight there was a parking lot match between the best friends and the BCC.

Y/N would have never told anyone, except Tyler of course, but she didn't like the way her teammates were acting.

The only person in the best friends that really did anything wrong to Wheeler was Trent, but here they were trying to destroy all of them. When they were already destroyed by the sadness of Wheeler leaving them.

Y/N almost cried at ringside during the match between Mox and Wheeler and the best friends. Watching Wheeler pin Chuck with the very pin he taught him how to do made her stomach twist into knots.

After that she started thinking about how their group acted as a whole, and how everyone was scared of her. It made her sad when she tried to be friends with people but they were too scared because of her being in the BCC.

And it seemed Orange Cassidy had started realizing that Y/N wasn't down with all of the BCC's actions.

Because as Y/N walked down the hallway, he stepped out in front of her. "Hey"

"Hi" she replies simply. Not saying anything more, but not trying to leave either.

"I noticed you seemed to.. hesitate last week when your teammates started with us" Orange says.

"I did" Y/N nods.

"Why?" Orange asks.

Y/N thinks for a moment. "Because I think the way they've been treating you is messed up. And I don't really like Wheeler"

Orange chuckles at the latter comment. "Yeah"

"Mhm" Y/N nods.

"Would you consider, maybe like, switching sides?" Orange purposes.

Y/N is quiet for a few seconds. She had thought about it, and to be completely honest, it sounded like a nice change. "Would I get to be on the t-shirt?"

Orange laughs at that before nodding. "Yeah"

"Then I'll definitely consider it" Y/N pats him on the shoulder before continuing her walk down the hallway.

"Cool" Orange nods before continuing on his way too.

Y/N wanted to run to Tyler and ask him what he thought about the offer. But at the same time, she knew it needed to be her decision and not influenced by anyone else.

Being a part of something where people would like her instead of fear her was a very tempting offer. She wasn't like her brother in that way, she didn't like people scrambling out of the way every time she walked down the hall.

It didn't make her feel powerful, it made her feel sad.

Y/N was practically stumbling over herself when she bursted into the best friends' locker room after the parking lot fight.

She was holding 4 first aid kits, as many as she could carry at once, and was out of breath from running.

"Are you guys okay?!" She exclaims, dropping the kits on the ground to run over to Orange and examine his face.

"Why do you care?" Trent grumbles.

"She's cool guys" Orange says before sending her a weak smile. "I'm fine Y/N"

"I'm so sorry they did this to you guys" Y/N breathes out. "I should have done something"

"Nah, I'm glad you didn't" Orange replies. "That probably would have just pissed Mox off more; he woulda just given us a worse beat down"

"So, are you on our side now or something?" Chuck asks.

"I.." Y/N trails off. "I'm not one hundred percent sure yet. It's not easy to think about leaving my brother but, I think I will"

Orange pats her on the shoulder. "We get it. It shouldn't be easy to leave the people you care about. That would make you like Yuta"

His comment makes everyone chuckle.

"And Trent?" Y/N says, making the man in question look over at her. "I need your help with something"

"Why the hell would you buy Trent's mother a new car?!"

Y/N rolls her eyes as her brother yells at her.

She was in the BCC's locker room, the entire team in attendance for Mox to scold her.

"I can buy whoever I like, whatever I'd like to" Y/N says firmly. "It's none of your damn business what I do"

"Yes it is, I'm your brother" Mox says through gritted teeth.

"Precisely!" Y/N stands up and crosses her arms. "You are my brother, not my boss! You think you get to decide what I do, and that all of my actions need to be pre-approved by you. But they don't!"

"Why do you even care about Trent’s mother?!” Wheeler snaps. “You know what they did to me-“

“They didn’t do shit to you Wheeler!” Y/N finally screams what she had been thinking for weeks. “Boo hoo, Trent was mean to you. But nothing that happened warrants the way you go after them!”

Then she grabbed her bag and stormed out of the room, brushing past the camera guy who was sitting outside of the room eavesdropping.

“So you’re on their side now?!” Wheeler yells, chasing after her.

“I’m not on yours!” She retorts.

Of course it was at that moment the rest of the BCC caught up with them. And then the best friends came running down the hall after hearing the yelling.

“Are you okay Y/N?” Chuck asks, placing his hand on her shoulder.

“Fuck off” Bryan snaps at him, but Y/N sends him a glare. “You fuck off”

“You know what?!” She screams, staring at her former teammates. “You can ALL fuck off! I’m done with you Wheeler! I’m done with running around behind you all like a puppet! I’m done with everyone being scared of me! And I’m done with the BCC!”

With that, she runs down the hallway with tears streaming down her face.

She gets to Tyler’s dressing room and knocks timidly on the door.

After a moment the door opens to reveal just the man she was looking for.

She immediately ran into his arms, hugging him around his waist and crying into his chest.

Tyler quickly closed the door, before guiding her to sit down on the couch. Where he pulled her onto his lap and held her as she cried. “Hey... it’s okay”

“No, it’s not” Y/N sniffles. “I just couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t take Wheeler, or- or the fighting, I-“

“Shh” Tyler gently shushes her. He wipes her tears away with the sleeves of his hoodie, before placing a chaste kiss on her temple. “I understand. But right now I need you to calm down. Can you do that for me babygirl?”

Y/N just nods in reply, and curls back into his chest.

The two sit in silence as Tyler places another kiss on her head and rubs his hand up and down her back.

“I love you” Y/N breathes out.

Tyler smiles softly. “I love you too”

Y/N sends Claudio a weak smile. “I really do miss you, Claudio. You’re my best friend. I just need to make sure you know that”

Claudio smiles back. “You’re my best friend too”

“And out of respect for you, I’ll do my best to stay out of the issues between Tyler and Wheeler. You know I stay out of your issues with the best friends. I don’t want to fight you guys. But Tyler’s a different situation. And I will only put up with so much”

Claudio listens intently as she stares directly into his eyes for the last sentence. “So you better either put him in check, or prepare him to deal with me”

Claudio nods. “I understand”

“You don’t have to come out there”

Y/N sighs at Orange’s words.

Her, Orange, and Tyler were walking down the hallways towards her dressing room. Tyler had his arm around her shoulders, and she was close to his side while Orange was walking beside her.

“But shouldn’t I? I don’t want anyone thinking I’m not 100% in your corner” she says.

“None of us care what anybody else thinks” Tyler replies. “We know you’re behind us mamas. But we also know it isn’t easy watching us fight your brother. And no one will judge you for that”

“What he said” Orange nods.

Y/N smiles, and leans up to kiss Tyler’s cheek. “Thanks you guys”

Y/N didn’t want to go out there.

She had avoided the BCC successfully since she left; she even managed to control herself enough to stay backstage at Wembley.

But watching Wheeler seatbelt lock Tyler, and then Mox start ripping into Orange about how he ‘ain’t shit’?

Well, that was simply too much for her to take lying down.

And for the first time in weeks, Mox paused when he heard his sister’s music hit.

She stormed down the ramp, and her glare somehow got stronger when Wheeler slid out of the ring.

He smirked, and made a mocking motion for her to get closer.

But his laughing stopped when she stepped right up to him, so close that their chests were touching.

“You have two seconds to quit that childish shit before I teach you a lesson” she deadpanned.

“What lesson would that be?” Wheeler challenges.

“What it feels like to get your teeth knocked out”

“Hey, hey, hey!” Mox climbs out of the ring and starts to walk over to them.

“Run off little gir-“

Wheeler didn’t even get to finish his sentence before Y/N’s closed fist connected with his mouth.

Wheeler fell backward, and Y/N jumped on top of him.

The crowd cheered as she rained punches down on him.

But then she was pulled off of Wheeler, and she yanked herself out of the person’s grip.

She whipped around and came face to face with her brother.

But she didn’t do what Mox expected her to. Her glare didn’t soften, and her fist didn’t open. Instead, she pushed him, making him stumble backward.

“Don’t put your fucking hands on me!” She screamed.

Then Claudio came sprinting down the ramp, and immediately put his hands on Y/N’s shoulders, stopping her from advancing towards Mox. “Hey, let’s all take a step back”

“You all take a fucking step back!” Y/N demands, ripping herself away from his grasp.

“Or what?!” Wheeler, who had just pulled himself up, yells.

“OR THIS!” Y/N screams, grabbing a steel chair and swinging at him.

Claudio yanked Wheeler back just in time, and pulled him further up the ramp. “Okay! We’re going Y/N! We’re going!”

Y/N held tightly onto the chair as she watched the three men retreat up the ramp, and didn’t let go until they had gone through the tunnels and were out of her sight.

She let out a breath, and dropped the chair to run over to Tyler. “Baby? Are you okay?”

“I’m good” he breathes out, pulling himself up.

Once he’s up he pulls her into his arms. “Are you okay after all that?”

“I’m fine” she answers, holding onto him tightly. “You’re not mad at me?”

“No” Tyler says with a little smile. “I’m not thrilled; you could have gotten hurt. But I can’t deny that you handled yourself. And I’m glad you got some good hits in on Yuta”

That makes them both chuckle, and Y/N pulls away enough to look at him. “I love you”

“I love you too” he grins, and they laugh into their kiss as the crowd pops around them.

They pull away after a moment, and they walk over to Orange.

“Are you okay hon?” Y/N asks, kneeling next to him.

“Yeah” he shrugs.

Y/N shakes her head at his monotone answer, but wraps her arms around him to help him up nonetheless.

Tyler helps pull Orange up, and the three walk out together with their heads held high.

Y/N had strolled down the hallways of the arena the next week with her chin up.

Tyler had won his match against Rocky Romero, and her best friend Kris Statlander had beaten Diamante.

And now after all that Y/N was curled up with Tyler in her dressing room watching Shibata fight Wheeler.

Tyler had his arm around her, and she had her head laid against his chest as she fidgeted with the rings he had on his free hand.

Tyler leaned down to place a kiss on her temple.

She smiled up at him and returned a peck on his cheek.

“You think Shibata’s got this, right?” He asks.

“Definitely” Y/N immediately answers. “He’s a much better wrestler than Wheeler”

But Y/N’s eyes widen when Wheeler throws Shibata into the ref, and then hits him with a low blow while the ref can't see.

“Are you fucking joking?!” Y/N fumes as Wheeler DDTs Shibata right on his head and gets the pin.

And as if that wasn’t bad enough, Shibata still tries to shake Wheeler’s hand. But Wheeler just low blows him again and hits him with another DDT.

Tyler jumps up and goes storming out of the room, Y/N quickly following him.

Y/N was ahead of Tyler by the time they were going down the ramp, jogging down it and right at Wheeler.

She picked up a chair on her way, and stared Wheeler down as Tyler climbed into the ring to check on Shibata.

Tyler didn’t even feel the need to watch his back, he knew Y/N had him covered. So he just focused on making sure Shibata was okay.

Y/N kept her eyes locked on Wheeler as he retreated up the ramp, paying no mind to the belt he was holding up.

She only looked away once he got to the top, and was more occupied with taunting the judges who watched him cheat.

She rolled into the ring, and grabbed one of Shibata’s hands. “Are you okay? Your neck is good?”

He nods in reply, sending her a weak smile.

Y/N and Tyler exchange looks, and they can both see the anger behind the other’s eyes.

Tyler walked into the hotel’s gym at 3 AM, still feeling half asleep.

He had woken up, and Y/N was no longer asleep next to him. He knew that she had a lot of pent up energy from all of the anger, and that there was one place she’d go to get it out.

He was proved right when he found her beating the hell out of a punching bag.

Being in the BCC had taught her a lot of things, some good and some bad. And some walked the line right between.

Y/N had learned to take her anger out in violence. She didn’t really know any other way.

She wanted to get her hands on Wheeler and rip him apart.

“Hey”

Y/N pauses when she hears his voice.

She takes in deep breaths as she catches the punching bag, stopping it from swinging. “Hi”

Tyler walks over with her water bottle, holding it up for her to drink.

“Why are you awake?” She asks him through deep breaths.

“I missed you” he smiles, causing her to smile back.

“Sorry” she says.

“Don’t apologize” Tyler shakes his head. “I understand”

“He just gets under my skin like nobody else. And TK won’t let me have an intergender match” she huffs.

Tyler laughs. “I should have known you would ask”

Y/N shrugs. “Wheeler would probably refuse anyway”

“Of course he would” Tyler laughs. “He knows you’d beat his ass”

Y/N laughs too. “Hell yeah I would”

“You should get some sleep though mamas” Tyler wraps his arms around her waist. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of Wheeler”

Y/N couldn’t help but smirk at the dark tone that overtook his voice. “Yeah?”

“You know I will” he replies gruffly.

Y/N’s smirk grows as she looks up at him, and places a kiss on his lips.

Tyler kisses back, and tightens his grip on her.

He pulls away and grins at her. “Consider it a Christmas present”

Y/N laughs at that. “I’ll only consider it that if you let me get a few hits in”

“I think you have gotten more than enough hits in” Tyler chuckles. “His mouth probably still hurts”

“I hope it does” Y/N shrugs. “That was just a warning”

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she’s so annoying.

tyler doesn’t understand how she’s managed to charm everyone else in his friend group. the usage of “his” is possessive in this sense because tyler would rather die than call it their friend group. they were all in the martin brothers’ hotel room, with the boys passing around a joint and singing along to this horrible trolls soundtrack that y/n had suggested.

getting high was meant to keep him relaxed and ignore the constant ache his body was in because of his job. for the past half year or so, tyler’s been getting insanely high to the point of being nonverbal to keep himself from chewing y/n out in front of his friends.

“this is the best song in the entire soundtrack, and i will not be letting any of you say otherwise.” she proudly declares from where she sits the one chair in the room. the rest of them were crowded sitting on the floor with their backs pressed against the ends of the beds, with anthony being the closest to y/n and tyler being the furthest.

to tyler, it felt as though her being on an elevated level was a direct correlation to the way she had the rest of the lads wrapped around her finger. with her being just a few months younger than dante, it officially made her the “baby of the group” as anthony proudly declared.

the need to break free from this was awakened in tyler, and he pushed himself up off the floor to sit on the bed instead. “my ass started hurting.” he mumbled lowly when dante looked up at him with confusion as plain as day written on face. tyler made himself comfortable on the bed as the tune of justin timberlake singing as some gloomy, fucked up troll started blasting from the speaker.

he wanted to reach over and turn the speaker off himself. the song wasn’t even that bad. he enjoyed the harmonies even if the lads and y/n singing along off-key were ruining the live experience of listening to the song, without their singing it was an objectively good piece of pop music.

it was just that because y/n liked it that he found the song horrible.

call him childish. he’s fully aware that it was a childish reasoning for him to dislike something so strongly just because someone he didn’t like liked it. as tyler stared at the woman who was still happily singing along to better place, he remembered the first time he had met her.

he fell to the floor with a pained groan, a sharp pain shooting up and down his body and beginning from his tailbone that he had just landed on. he had stretched his hands out behind him to try and soften the landing as soon as he felt himself begin to fall backwards, but that had only resulted in him landing roughly on one of his wrists and his camera that he held in his other hand to hit the ground with a loud crash.

“fuck, my project!” came a shrill voice from in front of him. tyler opened his eyes that had squeezed shut in the fall to see a girl on the floor in front of him, rapidly picking at the pieces of what he could only assume to be for the 3d art class they had.

he took one glance to his right, staring down at where his camera was now on the ground. “your project? what about my fucking camera? it’s broken!” he angrily barked at the girl, scrambling to sit up on his knees as he picked the camera up off the floor and inspected the damage.

the lens shattered, the camera refusing to turn on, and even worse, the slot to take out his roll of film refusing to open - tyler was livid.

“you can buy a new camera, i worked hard on this project! this took hours and days of my time and now it’s ruined!” he heard the girl spit back at him.

he flicked his head to look at her, something akin to a burning flame ignited in his veins. for a moment, tyler had forgotten that they were in the hallway, and that there was now a crowd of students forming around them to watch the exchange. all he could think about was the fact that she had practically spit on and stepped on his camera metaphorically.

you can buy a new camera. you can buy a new camera.

“why don’t you buy a pair of glasses and watch where you’re fucking going.” he spat, pushing himself up off the floor and raising to stand up staight - the remnants of his camera long forgotten on the floor as he took a step towards the smaller girl who had now risen to stand as well.

they were far from standing eye-to-eye. tyler was about to take a step towards her when he felt someone’s palm rest flat against his chest and push him back.

“ty, chill, dog. that’s a female.” came the undeniable voice of his lacrosse team captain, mitch.

tyler allowed mitch to keep pushing him backwards in the hallway, but he kept his gaze on the girl who was now being consoled by who he could only assume to be her friends.

tyler knew she could rebuild her project, and with the perfect puppy-dog eyes, she could undeniably gain an extension from the far too generous art teacher.

he could buy a new camera, but he couldn't buy back its sentimental value.

tyler blinked and pulled himself out of his own thoughts, seeing that y/n was now standing in front of him with that wide smile spread across her face. her hand appeared in front of his face, waving back and forth. “earth to ty! c’mon, anthony and action left already, darius is asleep, and dante just went to shower. that’s our sign to also leave.”

he let out a huff of air as he swatted at her hand. a sign for her to step back from him and one she respected.

“i’ve known you longer than these dudes have. i still don’t know why you’re so mean to me.” she said, her tone light.

tyler pushed himself up off the bed and went to collect his backpack from off the ground. he pulled a face, looking at the girl with what he would dub his best “you know what you did” look.

“oh come on, ty! it’s been years and i apologized the day after. don’t tell me you’re still hung up on that. besides, i know you bought a new camera. just like i told you that you could. justin told me how you were acting like you were hired by tmz the first day you brought it to school. how many times do i have to say sorry for breaking your camera?” she giggled.

'until i forgive you.' he thought. he narrowed his gaze, that same anger that had laid stagnant in his body since he graduated high school and remained dormant until he had locked eyes with her again for the first time in their workplace rise to the surface. 'so never. i'd like to see you buy back my fucking-'

y/n gestured with a nod of her head for them to leave the room. she took the first few steps, leading the way out and expecting tyler to follow her.

he followed.

tyler didn’t answer, and settled for rolling his eyes. “oh i forget you don’t talk when high. it’s okay, we both know i love to yap!” came her cheery voice. they were walking side by side now as they made their way down the hall where their rooms were. luckily, they weren't neighbors.

ever since y/n had became all elite and been welcomed by his friends into his friend group, y/n had taken a liking to tyler specifically. at first, tyler thought it was because he was a familiar face in an unfamiliar environment. he only found it weird once he realized that she was quick to befriend practically every single one of their coworkers.

she wasn't shy by any means. she had developed a crush on tyler.

he can't wrap his brain around why she'd ever develop a crush on him when he refused to talk to her ever.

he stopped in front of his hotel room door, with y/n still standing beside him and talking his ear off about how children's movies always seemed to make her cry. he took his hotel room keycard out of his wallet, unlocked his door, stepped in and shut the door just as-

"goodnight ty! i'll see you tomorrow!"

god, please put an end to his misery.

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