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mrsarcherofinfamy · 4 months

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Summary: Ethan Page breaks off his engagement with you. Taz takes you in and introduces you to Tyler. Tyler teaches Ethan a lesson about blowing up your phone.

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I walk into me and Ethan's locker room very excitedly. He is sitting on the couch.

"Hey baby! Did you see my match? I won my first match here!"

He doesn't say anything looking at his phone and I look at him puzzled. I sit on the coffee table infront of him looking at him.

"Did you hear me?"

He doesn't look up or say anything again. I put my hand on his arm trying to get his attention. He smacks my hand away looking up at me. I pull my hand to my chest.

"Owww what was that for?"

He stands up looking down at me. I start breathing heavy looking up at him.

"We are done Y/N."

"Done?"

"Yes. Done. Now give me MY engagement ring."

"W...what?"

I look down at my ring than back up at him. He has his hand out waiting for it.

"Why Ethan?"

"I have found someone better than you."

Those words broke me. I slowly take off my ring and put it in his hand. He scoffs ripping the ring out of my fingers.

"You're so pathetic. And useless."

I look down at the floor not wanting to look at him. He gathers his things together still belittling me the whole time.

"So much happier that I found someone who will care for me and actually do what I say. Don't call me. Don't text me. Don't even think about me."

He leaves the room slamming the door behind him. I feel the tears start to pour out of your eyes. You lean down into your knees and start crying. 20 minutes go by, I hear someone knock on the door. I ignore it thinking it's Ethan. I hear the door open but continue crying into my knees.

"Y/N. Honey. What's going on?"

I feel a hand start rubbing my back. I sit up still semi crying, looking up to see Taz sitting on the couch. He rubs my shoulder looking at me.

"What happened Y/N? I had to come looking for ya because you had an interview but didn't show up. What happened honey?"

I sniffle wiping my face and lifted my hand up to show my bare hand. His eyes go wide seeing my ring is gone. I start crying again. He stands up pulling me up into a hug. I start crying into his chest while he rubs my back.

"Honey. It will be okay. I'm here for you. You know you are like family to me. If you don't have anywhere to live, you can live at my house. I'll even help get your stuff out of his apartment."

I sniffle wiping my face again looking up at him.

"You mean that? I mean I do need a place to live but I also have a cat if that's okay. And I would feel better if you did come with to get my stuff."

"You and your cat are welcome to stay. Now let's go get your stuff and your kitty!"

I grab my bag and follow him out of the locker room, to the parking garage and to his car.

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*at the apartment*

I get out of the car and walk over to the door to get into the apartment with Taz and one of his "helpers" right behind me. I take a deep breath and unlock the door. I walk in with them behind me and walk around not seeing Ethan anywhere. I start telling them what is mine and what is his. They start taking my stuff to their trucks. I get my cat backpack and walk to my bedroom looking for him.

"Oliver? Where are ya buddy?"

He runs and jumps on the bed with a little meow. I slightly smile looking at him.

"Well buddy. We are going for a little trip."

I pick him up, put him in the backpack and carry him out to Taz's truck putting him on the backseat. I go back in and pack all my stuff up from every room. I hand Taz's "helper" the last box than turn around in the doorway looking around. I sigh and tear up a little. Taz comes up behind me and puts a hand on my back.

"Y/N it's time to go."

He points to Ethan's car pulling into the parking lot. I throw the key into the apartment, close the door and walk over to the truck. Taz follows behind me watching Ethan the whole time. I get in the truck, close the door and watch Taz stand infront of his truck putting the window down to hear the. His "helper" comes around and stands next to him. Ethan walks over to them.

"What are you doing here? And why do you have my girl?"

Taz scoffs looking at him.

"Your girl? Last I checked, you broke off your engagement and broke her heart. So no she ain't your girl anymore. And we came to help her move out."

Ethan rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"That girl is all talk. She always says she is gonna move out and leave me. But I know Y/N. She would never leave me. No matter how bad I treat her. She always stays with me."

Taz and his "helper" move closer to Ethan. Ethan takes a step back.

"Like I said, we came to help her move out."

Ethan laughs and walks over to the apartment door, unlocks it and walks inside. Taz gets into his truck starting it and his "helper" gets into his. Ethan comes back outside screaming and waving his hands. He walks over to the driver's side tapping on the window. Taz looks at me and I nod. He rolls down the window slowly looking at Ethan.

"Taz! Where is......."

He looks over at me in the passengers seat.

"Y/N! Get your ass in that apartment right now!"

I look away from him starting to feel tears coming to my eyes. Taz looks at Ethan and shakes his head.

"I meant what I said. She's moving out. Now goodbye."

Taz rolls up the window and shifts into drive which causes the doors to lock. Ethan runs over to the other side of the truck trying to open the door. Taz hits the gas and leaves the parking lot. I take a deep breath when we hit the road.

"Honey. It will be okay. He can't hurt you anymore."

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*at Taz's house*

I get out of the truck getting Oliver's backpack making sure he is okay. I put him on my back and walk to the front of the truck. Taz is standing there waiting for me. I look at his house noticing cameras and security guards everywhere. I look over at him.

"Your house is so gorgeous but why do you have so many cameras and security guards?"

He laughs putting a hand on my shoulder.

"I'll tell ya later about that. For now, let's get inside so I can show ya your room."

I slightly smile and follow him inside. We walk inside and my eyes go wide looking at how beautiful everything is.

"Taz are you sure I can stay here?"

"Of course! Wait until you see your room!"

He grabs my hand and pulls me up the stairs, down the hallway and I hear loud music coming from one of the rooms. I look at Taz and he laughs a little.

"That's my son Tyler. You will meet him soon. I think you two are about the same age."

"I'm 24."

"Oh so is he. Wait. You're 24? Why were you with Ethan? Isn't he like 10 years older than you?"

I roll my eyes and look at him.

"I'll tell you about that later. For now, wanna show me my room?"

"Oh and your a comedian too? I like you already!"

I giggle and we walk into my new room at the end of the hallway. I gasp at how beautiful the whole room looks. Taz pats my shoulder.

"So you don't need much of the furniture you brought with you. But don't worry. You can decorate the room however you want. And all your other belongings will be brought up to your room for you."

"Taz I don't know how to thank you enough for everything you are doing for me."

He looks at me and smiles.

"Join me, my wife and my son for dinner tonight. We are going to a restaurant. So you can dress casually just not like a bum."

I giggle sitting down on the bed.

"You got it. As long as my clothes get up here soon."

He laughs and walks out closing the door behind him. A couple hours go by and my belongings are all brought to my room. I organize and put everything away. I set up a corner for all of Oliver's belongings as well. I go through my clothes trying to find something to wear. I settle with a black crop top, some ripped up jeans and some black high top sneakers. I put my deer skull necklace on and fix my tongue piercing. I look at myself in the mirror in my personal bathroom attached my room. I straighten my hair to go with my outfit. I smile looking in the mirror.

"This is the first time I have felt good about how I look in a long time. I am going to have a great time tonight."

I hear a knock on my door and walk over to the door opening it to see Taz. He smiles looking at me.

"Well look at you! Feeling better already!"

"I am feeling better. Thank you."

"Ready to go? My wife and son left already to get us a table."

"I am ready."

I walk out closing my door following him downstairs and to his truck. He opens the door for me and I get in. He walks around getting in and heads down the driveway and to the restaurant.

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We get to the restaurant and he parks next to his wife's car. Taz looks over at me.

"Look. I told my wife I was bringing you along but my son doesn't know."

I look over at him smiling a little.

"Taz... are you trying to set me up with your son?"

"Maybbeeee....."

"Taz I just got out of...."

"Y/N. Honey. I know you just got out a relationship. But I know my son. He wouldn't dare hurt a woman. And honey. You need a real man anyways."

We both laugh and get out of his truck. We walk over to the table. Tyler's back is facing me and he is looking down at the menu on the table. Taz's wife stands up and hugs me.

"You must be Y/N. Taz talks so good about you."

I hug her back and smile.

"Yup that's me."

Taz points next to Tyler and I sit down next to him. Taz sits next to his wife and kicks Tyler's leg.

"Yo what was that for?"

"We have company."

"I dont....."

He looks over at me and stops talking. I giggle looking at him.

"You don't what son?"

"HI I'm Y/N. You must be Tyler."

Tyler nods his head yes just staring at me. I nervous giggle looking at him.

"Okaayyy"

"Anyways what is everyone hungry and thristy for?"

I look through the menu trying to decide on something to eat. The waitress comes over and takes our drink orders. She comes back with the drinks than takes our food orders. She leaves and Taz looks over at me and Tyler.

"So son. Y/N had her first match on AEW yesterday."

Tyler looks directly over at me. I look back at him smiling.

"I did and I won!"

"Congrats."

I look over at Taz with a puzzled look.

"Does he ever show any emotion?"

Taz laughs and Tyler quickly turns his head towards me. I look back at him with a stone cold look on my face. Tyler smirks and looks down. I shrug my shoulders and feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I pull it out and see a message from Ethan.

Why haven't you come back to the apartment yet? We need to talk.

I put it away and look up to see Taz looking at me. I slightly bite my lip trying not to cry.

"Was it him again?"

I shake my head yes and he sighs. Our food comes and we start eating our dinner.

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*2 weeks later*

Laying in my bed with Oliver, I am looking through the thousands of messages Ethan has sent me. I don't even tear up anymore. I've been thinking a lot about everything that happened and to me, I am starting to heal and get better from it. I know I don't want to go back to Ethan. I have been having fun hanging out with Taz and his family. Tyler and I are kinda flirty with each other but I am trying to take it slow. My phone buzzes and another message comes through.

Y/N. Babygirl. Please talk to me. I miss you. I want us back.

I roll my eyes closing my phone. I hear a knock on my door and get up. I open the door expecting Taz but instead it's Tyler.

"Oh hey Ty. What's up?"

"My parents are going out. So I am going to make some steak and mashed potatoes. Would you like some?"

"I would love some. Could I join you in the kitchen?"

"Yeah sure."

I follow him down to the kitchen. He grabs a pan out of the cabinet along with a pot for the potatoes. He gets everything out on the counter. I walk over and lean on the counter looking at him.

"Could I help ya with anything?"

"Not right now."

I move closer to him and put my head on his shoulder to be annoying.

"Cmoonnnn Ty."

"Okay okay. Let me find something for you to do."

He pulls a chair over from the island and sets it next to the oven.

"Sit here and look pretty."

I huff and sit in the chair.

"I don't like this. I wanna help with something. Please. I don't want you to just sit here and....."

I get cut off by Tyler grabbing my face and kissing me. My eyes go wide than close, kissing him back. He pulls back looking at me putting his hand on my throat.

"Now just sit there and look pretty like a good girl."

I shake my head yes looking at him wide eyed. He goes back to making dinner. I bite the inside of my lip squeezing my legs together watching him. He looks over at me and slightly smirks.

"You okay over there?"

"Oh me? Yeah.... I'm okay."

"Never had anyone put you in your place before huh?"

"Not like that. Never been called a good girl either."

"Good to know."

He laughs and finishes up making dinner. He sets everything up on the island for us. I move my chair closer and he sits on the other side. I look over at him smiling.

"Thank you for this Ty."

"Well I have something to tell ya."

"What's up?"

"I told my parents to go out because I wanted to make you dinner and maybe this could be like our little date night. We could eat dinner than go to my room to watch a movie."

"So you planned a date night for us but didn't even tell me it was a date night? Cmon. I'm still in my pajamas."

I giggle looking at him. He looks at me slightly smiling.

"You are okay with it being a little date night?"

"Of course Ty."

"Oh and Y/N?"

I look up at him slightly smiling starting to eat some mashed potatoes.

"I was also wondering if you would....."

"Yes."

"I didn't even finish my sentence. I was wondering if you would like to be my girlfriend? My dad told me about your ex so if you still need more time, I get it."

"Tyler. I am way over that guy. It's a yes."

"Yes! That makes me so happy!"

I giggle and we continue to eat dinner. My phone buzzes three more times on the island. Tyler looks over at me.

"Whose that?"

"The ex."

I roll my eyes finishing up eating.

"He has been texting you for 2 weeks now?"

"I have like over a thousand messages from this guy."

We get up putting our dishes in the sink and cleaning up the kitchen.

"That's crazy."

He grabs my waist and pulls me into him. I put my arms around his neck.

"But don't worry. I have a few ideas of how to get rid of him."

"I don't wanna worry about him right now. I wanna worry about our date."

He smiles, grabs my arm and pulls me up to his room. We walk into his room and he flops down on his bed. I sit down on the other side looking around his room. He grabs my sides and pulls me over to him. I turn on my side and lay my head on his shoulder with his arm around my neck. I pull out my phone and look at him.

"Could I take a picture of us and post it?"

"Of course babe."

I turn on my camera and take a cute picture of us laying in bed together. I post it on Twitter with the caption "He made me dinner and than asked me to be his girlfriend! What a gentleman."

"Oh that's definitely gonna piss some people off."

"I don't care. I'm happy with you."

He leans over me and kisses me. I put my hand on his cheek and kiss him back. He pulls back laying back down and looks through the movies on the TV. He finds a movie and puts it on. He moves me off of him and sits up taking his shirt off. I bite my lip a little.

"Sorry I just always like to have my shirt off in my room. Or clothes for that matter."

I giggle and look at him still biting my lip.

"I am the same way."

"Than take your clothes off."

I look at him with wide eyes. He looks at me and smiles a little. I slowly take off my shirt exposing my breasts since I wasn't wearing a bra. I hear him suck in some air looking at me which makes me giggle. I stand up and slowly take off my shorts also not wearing underwear.

"Holy fuckkkkk."

He gets up, comes over to me and runs his fingers through my hair gripping some. I bite my lip looking at him.

"What a good girl."

I gulp still looking at him biting my lip.

"Now get on your knees."

I slowly drop to my knees while he keeps a hold of my hair making me look up at him.

"Ya like this babygirl?"

I shake my head yes looking up at him. He smirks letting go of my hair and slowly takes his shorts off. I gulp seeing his cock flop out of his shorts. He smirks looking down at me.

"Now you are going to take my dick down your throat like a good girl."

I hear my phone buzz on the nightstand. Tyler grips up my hair making me look up at him.

"Did you hear me?"

"Yes Daddy."

He bites his lip looking down at me.

"Good girl."

I open my mouth wide sticking out my tongue.

"And you have a tongue ring? Fuckkkkk."

I laugh looking up at him. He grips my hair again making me open my mouth wide with my tongue hanging out. He slaps his dick against my tongue a couple times making me moan a little. He starts slowly shoving his dick down my throat. He shoves it all the way down making me gag really hard than pulls it back out. I cough a few times, tears coming out of my eyes but I still open my mouth wide for him again. He slowly shoves it all the way down my throat again making me gag than pulls it back out.

"What a good fucking girl."

I look up at him, spit hanging my mouth and a couple tears rolling down my face. He pats my cheek smirking. My phone starts ringing on the nightstand. Tyler turns around and grabs my phone.

"Oh look who it is."

He looks down at me and smirks.

"I have an idea. Keep sucking and gagging on my dick baby."

"What's your idea?"

"What did I just say?"

"Yes daddy."

I grab his dick and start sucking on it. He moans and grabs my hair. My phone starts ringing like a videochat. I look up at Tyler with his dick all the way down my throat.

"What a good job. You got it all the way down without gagging."

Tyler answers my phone without me knowing. The camera is facing him.

"Y/N! I knew you would soon answer.......me? Tyler why do you have Y/N's phone? Where is she?"

I start sucking his dick faster looking up at him. He moans a little smirking at Ethan.

"Oh she has been a little preoccupied with her time."

"What do you mean?"

Tyler turns the camera around while I have his dick shoved all the way down my throat again. Tyler let's out a moan.

"Are you fucking kidding me?! That is my fiance! Not your new girlfriend!"

I pull his dick out and slap it against my tongue a few times looking up at the camera. Tyler laughs watching Ethan freak out on camera.

"Alright Ethan. Unless you wanna watch me fuck the shit out of MY GIRL, I suggest you hang up and never call her ever again."

"Are you fucking kidding me?! Whatever! Bye!"

He hangs up and Tyler puts my phone on the nightstand. I stand up looking at him. He comes over, wipes my face and smiles.

"Now for the fun part."

The enddddddd

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keisha-knell · 9 days

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99hook · 5 months

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above all else

Your secret relationship comes to light when Tyler gets injured and you get faced with a choice you never wanted to make

warnings: angst, cursing

a/n: thank you as always @madhatterbri for brainstorming with me! enjoy babes! 🫶🏼

“One more” He smirks, chasing your lips. You gave into him again, your lips colliding effortlessly in the secret corner the two of you claimed months ago.

“You need to go. You’re gonna be late again.” You breathed out when you broke the kiss.

“I will after one more.” He whispers back, the dimples on his cheeks serving as your weakness when you leaned in for another kiss.

“Your match is in five minutes, Tyler.” You tried to sternly say, but failed when his lips lingered down your jaw, letting a soft sigh escape instead.

“I’ll make it.” He mumbles against your skin.

But you knew that wasn’t going to be the case. More often than not, the two of you had been getting lost with each other, losing track of time and quite frankly, not caring enough.

Comments have been made about him seeming distracted and a little off his game, and now it was starting to gain certain people’s attention. The last thing either of you wanted.

You had to pull away from him, lightly pushing against his chest to create some distance even though you didn’t want to.

“Don’t get in trouble because of me.” You say, cupping his cheek with the palm of your hand. “Go. I’ll meet you after.”

He gives in, but steals one last swift kiss before he heads towards the gorilla. You watch until he rounds the corner, glancing over his shoulder once to steal a glance and send you a little knowing smirk before he’s gone.

You head towards the viewing room, thankful that nobody was occupying it. It wasn’t uncommon for you to stay in there and watch his matches but some people have started to notice the pattern, so you had to be a little more cautious.

You watched with a smile plastered across your face as he headed down the ramp. Thankfully he made it in time, which was surprising considering you knew he didn’t run to get there.

It was always funny to see the way he effortlessly put on a serious face out there, but when he was back with you it was always sweet smiles and silly grins.

You watched on until he locked in the redrum and his music and the uproar of the crowd could be heard backstage, and walked out to meet him.

His eyes lit up when he spotted you, laying his title over his shoulder and glancing behind him to make sure nobody was around to see him steal another kiss from your lips.

“Congrats champ.” You grinned when you pulled apart.

“Thank you. Ready to go?” He smirks, the adrenaline fueled look in his eyes already telling you what he was planning to do for the rest of the night.

“Just let me go grab my stuff.” You say, kissing him one more time before you walk down the hallway towards the locker rooms.

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Later on that night, as the two of you were tangled up under the bedsheets, Tyler got a call from his dad.

He sat up and grabbed the phone off the bedside table and held it to his ear. Before he could get a word out, his dad was already speaking.

You couldn’t make out what was being said but you felt him tense up underneath your hand laying over his stomach. His jaw tightened and he looked out the window as he listened to what his dad was telling him.

You were rubbing your thumb over his skin when you sensed the aggravation and he laid his hand over yours, but he didn’t look back down at you.

“Alright.” Was all he said before he hung up.

An elongated sigh passed through his lips before he wordlessly slid out from underneath the covers and grabbed his sweatpants off the floor.

You watched as he slid his sweatpants on with a huf and ran his hand through his unruly hair. Sitting up on the bed, clutching the blankets over your bare chest, you asked, “What’s wrong?”

He didn’t look at you at first. He was throwing his hoodie on which told you he was about to have to go somewhere.

You took that as your cue to go ahead and get dressed yourself, even though the plan was for you to stay the night with him. He only turned around when he heard you getting out of the bed.

“I have to go talk to my dad. I’ll be back soon.” He said before he slid on his shoes and walked back over to you.

“Is everything alright?” You asked, settling back down against the pillows propped on the headboard.

“Yeah, everything’s fine baby. I’ll be back in a little while. Get some sleep, it’s late.”

“I was hoping I would be sleeping with you.” You pout, earning a smile to spread across his lips.

“Pretty sure we just did that.” He teased before kissing your lips briefly and heading out the door.

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You woke up to the sun peeking through the curtains and Tyler’s arm draped across your side. You turned in his arms, only to find him already awake.

“Good morning.” You smiled.

“Morning.” He smiled back, but you could tell that smile didn’t reach his eyes this time.

“When did you get back?”

“Late. I didn’t want to wake you up.” He pulls you closer.

“How did the talk with your dad go?” You asked, even though it felt like you maybe shouldn’t have.

You felt his arm tense a bit, his eyes trailing from your face down to a random part of the bedsheets.

“I don’t know.” He shrugs. “Not bad, not good. I don’t really wanna talk about it right now.”

You wondered what it was about. The way he dismissed it made you even more curious, but you simply nodded and snuggled closer to him.

“How much longer can we stay like this?” You asked, changing the subject. “I just wanna lay here all day with you.”

“Not long enough.” He smirked before kissing your forehead. “We need to be at the airport in about two hours.”

You groaned at that, and he chuckled.

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The next week was much like the others had been. You met up at the hotel before call time and even though your rooms were on different floors you still managed to sneak in and make up for the four days you spent apart.

“At this point you might as well start coming home with me.” He grinned as he placed a series of loose kisses to your shoulder.

“And reveal our little secret?” You quirked your brow. “I thought you told me we’re going to keep this as lowkey as possible.”

“We still can.” He smirks against your skin. “Just tell people you’re in New York for a meeting or something if anyone asks.”

“And when I get seen sneaking out of your house?”

“Then I guess the secrets out.” He shrugs with that coy smirk gracing his lips.

“No reason why we have to keep this between us anyway. I mean, yeah it’s cool that nobody’s in our business but it’s hard for me to have to keep my hands off you when we’re around people. Especially when I know what we do when we’re alone.”

You felt a flutter in your chest, your heart skipping a beat as he placed random kisses all over your face. You would’ve got lost in the moment all over again if you hadn’t glanced over at the clock on the bedside table.

“Oh shit” you breathed out, sitting up on your elbows. “It’s already two. We’re gonna be late.”

Tyler glanced over at the clock and then back down at you, that smirk on his lips widening slightly as he shrugged one shoulder and placed his lips to your neck.

“Tony said you can’t be late anymore Tyler.” You attempted to remind him, but he wasn’t listening, and the feeling of his lips against the sensitive skin had you laying back down beneath him.

“We need to go” You breathed out, tilting your head to the side to allow him more access.

“We will after this.” He mutters, his hand trailing down your side, settling on your hip.

“You’re gonna be in trouble, babe.”

“Worth it.”

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You felt like you were doing the walk of shame when you arrived to the arena nearly forty-five minutes late. You felt like everyone could tell what you just got done doing even though you tried to fix your hair and cover the marks on your neck in the car.

Tyler walked in behind you but stayed at a distance, attempting to not make it obvious but in your mind, everyone around was piecing it all together.

You avoided everyone’s wandering eyes and headed to the locker room. You wanted to wish Tyler good luck on his match but you didn’t want to make things more obvious than they probably already were.

Once you finally got changed, make up on and put your things away, you headed to the viewing room in hopes that you could still catch a piece of his match at least.

What you saw on the screen when you walked in made your heart sink to your stomach.

There were multiple medics on the outside of the ring surrounding someone, and somehow your gut already knew who.

You stood inches from the screen and watched with knots twisting tightly in your stomach as one medic signaled for help, and the camera panned in on Tyler laying there and clutching his head in both hands.

You immediately raced out the viewing room the second the medics got him on the stretcher and took him out. Your heart was pounding in your ears as you made a b-line for the medical room, but someone stopped you before you got there.

“Y/N.” You heard your name being called from someone behind you. You almost didn’t turn around to see who it was at first.

“Is he okay?” You asked urgently, stopping to let Taz catch up with you. You could see the concern on his face.

“I’m going to check on him now.” He says.

“Me too.” You nodded, about to walk down the hall but Taz stopped you.

“That was a bad botch, Y/N.” He says, removing his glasses and revealing the worry in his eyes. “He’s been making little mistakes a lot lately, but now it’s gotten too far. He could’ve broke his neck.”

The words made your stomach sink and a sickening feeling seep in.

“I didn’t see what happened. I just saw the aftermath.” You admitted, doing your best to keep your voice strong.

“He slipped off the side of the ring in the middle of a suplex. Was supposed to land on the side but that’s not what happened. That’s also unlike him, until recently.”

Your lips parted, but no words came out. You could feel what he was getting at and tried to process that while still having Tyler fresh in your mind, and the image of him laying helplessly on the mat.

“This isn’t something I’d usually stick my nose in, but when it comes to my son not having a clear head and putting himself in harms way, I feel like I have to.” He clears his throat. You could’ve swore you saw a flash of sympathy in his eyes.

“He’s not prioritizing his career anymore, Y/N. He’s been showing up late, botching moves left and right, and now this. I kept my mouth shut for the most part, but after seeing him nearly break his neck tonight? I can’t do that anymore.”

You swallowed thickly, nodding in understanding and just trying not to let him see tears pool in your eyes.

“I know what you two have going on. I know that’s the reason why he’s no longer prioritizing his career. He’s prioritizing you. In any other situation, that would be a great thing. But he’s clearly not able to balance work and a relationship without putting his life at risk.”

All you could do was stand there and listen to what Taz was saying, and unfortunately, it all made perfect sense.

“He’s a grown man. I can’t tell him what to do even if I tried. He’s stubborn as no other, anyway.” he chuckles coldly.

“Same goes for you, but I believe you know that I’m right about this. This relationship is a distraction for him and I think it would be best if you at least consider what I’m telling you, because I don’t want to see my son in the same situation I was in when I broke my neck, and I know you don’t either.”

You nodded tightly, looking down at the floor to avoid his eyes and blink back the tears before they had a chance to escape.

“I’m going to check on him. I’m sure he’ll let you know what’s going on.” Taz says before he offers a tight smile and walks away.

———

You went back to your hotel room that night, instead of his. A couple missed calls and texts were floating on your screen but you didn’t respond to any of them.

You curled up underneath the blankets, your tears soaking the pillow as you sobbed into them. The adrenaline rush from being scared to death about Tyler getting hurt had wore off and now you were left exhausted and emotionally torn.

Taz was right. You knew he was. Tyler had been off his game a lot since the two of you got together. He didn’t care to be punctual anymore, he missed practices and gym sessions just to spend a little extra time with you.

Tonight could’ve been way worse than it was. You were relieved to find out that he was okay, just took a bad blow to the head, but what if that wasn’t the case? What if he would’ve been concussed or even worse?

That wasn’t something you wanted to ever see, ever even think about, but Taz brought it to your attention and you had no choice but to snap out of the daydream you’d been living in and snatched back to harsh, cold reality.

What’s best for Tyler is if you end things, even though it’s the last thing you would ever want to do.

———

Your phone screen was filled with missed calls and texts from him when you woke up the next morning. Every time you thought about how to break things off, you just couldn’t do it.

Avoiding him wasn’t the best idea in the world but right now it was saving you the heartbreak, sort of.

You scheduled your flight for an earlier time just so you wouldn’t run into him at the airport and hoped that going back home for a couple days before you had to see each other again would help you gather the strength to do what you knew you needed to do.

But that didn’t work that way and you should’ve known that.

You arrived an hour early to the arena that following saturday. You planned to make a dash for the locker rooms and stay in there until your match, but as you were trying to get there, you ran into the man you’d been avoiding for the last few days.

His eyes still lit up when he saw you, despite the fact that you haven’t spoke to him since wednesday. You were thankful to see that he seemed okay, but you dropped your head and tried to keep walking the minute your eyes locked.

He rushed up towards you, gently calling your name until you continued to avoid him. Despite all the eyes around, he grabbed your hand to stop you, his eyes filled with hurt when you looked into them.

“I’ve been calling you non stop. Why are you ignoring me? What’s going on?” He asks, keeping his voice low but not really caring about the suspicious eyes around you.

“I-“ You managed to explain but you couldn’t do it. Looking into his deep brown eyes, how soft and gentle they were when he stared into yours, even despite the fact that he’s probably been losing sleep not hearing from you. It was breaking your heart.

“C’mere” he whispers when he catches someone staring at the two of you. He takes your hand and leads you down the hall. You already know you’re heading to the secret corner that every arena seems to have, that the two of you have spent way too much time in.

You stopped him when you got there, pulling your hand out of his grasp. He looked down at it before looking back at you with pain washing through those dark eyes.

“Y/N, what is going on?”

“You need to break up with me.” You blurted, the words searing your tongue when you spoke them.

“What?” He asks, taking a step closer, but you take one back. “Why would I-“

“You got hurt, Tyler. You got hurt and it could’ve been really, really bad.” You explain desperately. As many times as you’ve rehearsed this in your head, there was no way to make it less painful.

“I’m fine baby.”

“What if you weren’t?” You asked. “Ever since we’ve been together, you’ve been putting everything on the back burner. Everything except for me and seeing you get hurt Wednesday, knowing how bad it could’ve been? I can’t let you do this anymore, Tyler.”

He could see the tears pooling in your eyes, he could see how painful it was for you to even say it. Almost as heart wrenching as it was to hear it.

“I didn’t think I’d be able to say this to you. I wanted you to break up with me and I guess I thought just avoiding you would do the trick but-“

“I’m not breaking up with you.” He reaches for you, but you slip out of his grasp.

“Then I guess I have to.” You shrug, letting one tear slip down your cheek before you wipe it with the back of your hand.

“No, you don’t.” He refuses. “That botch wasn’t your fault. I don’t even understand why you would think that?”

“Because I’m too much of a distraction and I see that now.” You admit. “You aren’t focusing on your career anymore, you’re just focusing on me and if that’s gonna lead to you getting seriously hurt, then we can’t do this anymore.”

The moment those words passed through your lips, his eyes hardened. It was like a spark of realization for him when a conversation he had with his dad came to the forefront of his mind.

“My dad talked to you, didn’t he?” He asks. You wanted to deny it, but you knew you could never lie to him.

“He wasn’t wrong, Tyler.”

“He is wrong.” He adamantly attests. “He told me the same shit the other night. I told him about us, and he told me I needed to focus on my career and not some temporary thing.”

Your heart cracked down the center at those words, and Tyler took a step closer to you, reaching out and cupping your cheek with his hand.

His gentle touch made another tear slip down your cheek, and he wiped it away with his thumb.

“And I told him you’re not a temporary thing. You’re my girl and I love you. I want to be with you for as long as you’ll have me. I don’t care what he says, Y/N. I don’t care what anyone says. I’m ready to make that known.”

“But he still has a point when he says that you’re not prioritizing your career, Tyler.”

“I was distracted, but only because i’ve been wanting to make us known. I was thinking about how I was planning to bring you out there after my match. I was planning to let the world, my dad, whoever know that you’re mine. I was nervous and I just made a mistake. None of that was your fault and don’t ever for a second think that it was.”

You let a soft smile slip upon your lips and he returned one back. He wiped away one last tear with his thumb before he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours.

You gave into him in a heartbeat, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck, letting him pull you in as close as you could possibly get.

When you pulled apart, he looked into your eyes for a moment, brushing some loose hairs out of your face. He could still see all of the worries weighing down on you. You could still feel the heaviness in your chest when you replayed Taz’s words in your mind.

“What about your dad?” You asked nervously. “He’s not gonna be happy. He practically told me to stay away from you and that’s clearly not what we’re doing here.”

“Don’t worry about him. I’ll talk to him. It’ll be okay.” He says before he steals another kiss, but you pull away again.

“Does this mean we can’t sneak off to these random corners anymore?” You asked, earning a chuckle from him.

“We can always do that.” He smirks.

“Are you sure about all of this? I mean, if we’re going to make this known, I would actually like if your parents liked me. Taz probably won’t when he finds out I did the exact opposite of what he said.”

“He already does like you.” Tyler says. “And it won’t be the first time he’s had to deal with someone not listening to him. Look who his kid is.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at that, and it made Tyler smile.

“We can tell him first, then we can tell everyone else. That way it won’t be such a shock to him.” You suggested, but that’s when you heard a third voice from a little ways down the hall.

“Takes a whole lot to shock me these days. Like Tyler said, look who my kid is.”

You put some distance between you and Tyler when Taz caught your attention. Your eyes widening slightly as he started walking towards you two.

Tyler smirked at you and your reaction before he slung his arm around your shoulders. You thought he was crazy for that.

“I can’t say I’m surprised at this. The only thing I will say is Tyler, you need to tighten up. All this being late and botching moves, it’s not gonna work around here no more.”

Tyler stiffens up but says nothing as he tightly nods, then Taz directs his attention to you.

“My kid’s stubborn as hell. He probably didn’t hear a word I said just then. Keep him straight. He listens to you better than me anyway.”

You felt the relief wash through you when you saw the slight hint of a smile on taz’s face. He walked up to Tyler and gave him a strong pat on the shoulder.

“Your mother will like her. Stubborn just like she is” He laughs before his smile drops again. “But I mean it son. No more of this. I want to see you back on your game next time you’re in that ring.”

“I’m pretty sure that won’t be a problem anymore.” Tyler smiles, pulling you closer into his side.

Taz glances between the two of you. Maybe he didn’t mean to smile, but he did anyway.

“What are you two doing in this corner anyway? Is this why you can’t make it to your matches in time?” Taz questions, before the realization hits him.

“You know what? I don’t wanna know. Sorry I asked.”

———

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Misguided Messages

Summary: Y/N’s ex can’t handle the fact that she moved on from him and she’s happy with Hook. But when he starts doing more than sending them glares backstage, Hook makes it known that you don’t ever threaten his girl.

Warnings: creepy ex, cussing, violence, blood, threats, fights, protective!Hook, angst?, fluff, simp!Hook, teensy tiny bit of spice if you squint

𝘼/𝙉: AAAAHHHHH, I’m doing it! I’m finally posting an imagine🥳😭 I hope you guys love it! It’s definitely not perfect, and I’ve got a lot to learn, but I tried my bestest! And of course I have to give SO MUCH THANKS to @99hook!!🧡 I would never have posted this if it wasn’t for her love and support!!!! Thank you so much bestie for motivating me and I hope you love it bestie!!!🥰🧡🖤

Having an ex work at the same company as you shouldn't be that big of a deal.

You'd think everyone should be able to behave professionally and go about their day to day lives normally.

But no; because Y/N's ex didn't know the meaning of the word normal.

He was a low card wrestler at AEW; barely even on tv. He was only shown when the better wrestlers needed an easy win.

She had dated him a long time ago, back when she was in college and he was still in the indies.

But now she had risen the ranks in AEW backstage, and was a fan favorite backstage interviewer and occasionally she even got to dabble in storylines.

It was right around when he first joined Team Taz that Hook met Y/N.

There was an instant attraction between the two, and she even pulled his first words out of him in a backstage interview.

Everyone could see the chemistry between them; even the fans picked up on it.

The fans really started to ship them after a particular incident.

"So Ricky, Hook, how is Team Taz feeling about the upcoming-" Her question is cut short when Darby Allin and Sting come from out of nowhere and attack the two.

Y/N let's out a pained yell as she gets pushed over in the chaos and twists her ankle.

Her eyes widen however when Hook punches Sting extremely hard in the gut, before running over to kneel beside her.

He scoops her up into his arms and backs away from the fight. "Are you ok?"

"I'm ok" she replies. "You should go help Ricky, I'm alright"

Hook just shakes his head no, casting one more glance over to Ricky. He and Ricky exchange nods, and he knows Ricky's got it handled.

So he turns and walks down the hall towards the medical room. "I saw you land on your ankle; how bad does it hurt?"

"Not that bad" Y/N answers. "I think my heels just made it hurt worse"

Hook nods, and it's then that he notices the camera man following them.

He scowls, and adjusts Y/N so he's holding her with one arm before shoving the camera to the ground. "Get that shit out of her face!"

After that, fans were itching to see them get together. And even though neither one were willing to admit it, they were too.

But it wasn't until Hook's in ring debut that it finally happened.

"Hey Hook!" Y/N runs over to him with an excited smile. "Are you excited to debut?!"

"Damn.." Hook can't help but audibly groan at the sight of her.

She was always a sight to behold, but tonight she looked even more breathtaking than usual. She had on a cropped corset top with a see through bodice that had floral lace patterns etched onto it, high waisted leather short-shorts, knee high black boots that had orange rhinestones bedazzling the heel, her natural hair down, and very light makeup; the only pop of color was bright orange highlighting the inner corner of her eye.

"Y-Yeah" Hook stutters out an answer to her question.

"You're gonna do absolutely amazing!" Y/N encourages.

He smiles, bashful at her praise. "Thanks Y/N"

"Tyler!" The two look up when Hook's name is called.

Taz, who was walking over to check on his son, can't help but smirk and chuckle at the pink color on Hook's cheeks. That was definitely not something you see everyday.

"How are you feeling about your first match son?" Taz asks, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm all good dad" he replies.

"And Y/N, it's always lovely to see you honey" Taz greets. "And you're representing the FTW colors, I love it"

"Thanks Taz" Y/N grins. "I thought it was appropriate given Hook's debut"

"Absolutely!" Taz agrees with a grin. "You know, it's a shame to put that outfit to waste"

"What do you mean?" Y/N asks.

"Well, Ricky and Hobbs aren't able to go out with Hook tonight. So, if you're both cool with it, you could go out with him. Maybe stand ringside" Taz offers.

Hook's eyes widen as he shoots his dad a warning look. His dad was always trying to meddle with him and Y/N-

"I'd love to!"

His eyes widen even more as his head snaps back down to look at Y/N. "R-Really?"

"Yeah! If you'd like me too, of course" Y/N replies.

"Yes! I'd be happy for you to" Hook scrambles to get the words out fast enough before doing his best to recollect himself and return his face to its usual stoicalness.

Taz let's out a laugh, before patting Hook's shoulder. "Well I best be going, commercial's almost over and I gotta get back to commentary. You're up next son, and you're gonna do great. See you two later"

They both say goodbye before Hook turns to Y/N. "Sorry he just volunteered you to do that. You really don't have to if you don't want to"

"What are you talking about?" Y/N asks. "Of course I want to"

Before Hook can respond his music hits.

"Well go on!" Y/N encourages. "I'll be right behind you"

He smiles back at her, and takes a deep breath before daring to peck her on the cheek really quickly before walking out.

Y/N falters for a second, and blushes wildly while her fingers brush over where he kissed her.

Then she snaps out of it and follows him out.

Y/N grins proudly at the pop he gets from the audience, and claps along with them as she trails behind him down the ramp.

He circles the ring as Y/N stops in his corner.

Hook climbs in and walks over to his corner, paying Fuego Del Sol no mind as he leans against the turnbuckle.

Y/N smirks mischievously before climbing up to the apron and looking right in Hook's eyes.

He has to stop himself from reacting to the close proximity of their faces as she leans against the opposite side of the turnbuckle.

"I know you're gonna do amazing" she smiles softly, running her hand over his jaw.

He has to fight as hard as possible to stop a smile from overtaking his face.

Her thumb trails over his bottom lip as he stares at her adoringly.

And when the ref walks over to tap Hook on the shoulder so he'll turn around, she pecks him right on the lips before hopping off the apron and down to ringside.

His eyes widen, and his eyes trail after her.

She smirks at him, and points towards Fuego to indicate he should turn around.

He sends her a smirk back before turning to focus on his match.

He officially asked her to be his girl as soon as they got backstage, and she was so excited to say yes. After that Y/N and Hook were always together.

She always accompanied him to the ring, and Hook would be lying if he said he didn't love getting to show her off.

Y/N in turn, loved to be shown off by him. The way he was so proud to be her boyfriend made her heart melt.

Y/N was also not afraid to get in someone's face if they were messing with Hook.

At Hook's third match, when QT Marshall grabbed his ankle, Y/N was quick to intervene.

"Hey! Bastard!" Y/N storms around the ring to plant herself face to face with QT Marshall.

Was he much bigger than her, and a trained wrestler? Yes. But did he intimidate her? Not at all.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" Ricky exclaims from commentary. "Pissed off woman headed your way QT! Better watch out!"

Taz laughs. "Ain't no saving him now!"

"Keep your pathetic hands to your damn self!" She screams. "You're just pissed because Hook has already surpassed you and this is only his third professional match! You're so desperate to prove that you can train someone better than him; and you're too stupid to realize that's never gonna happen! Because Hook has more natural talent in his pinky finger than you have in your whole body!"

Hook can't help but peer over at his girl, a cocky smirk resting on his face as he watches her defend him.

"You listen here-" QT points his finger in Y/N's face.

But he's cut off by the bell ringing, signaling the end of the match.

Neither of them had realized that Hook locked Solo in a redrum.

Y/N let's out a cheer as she hops up onto the apron, but before she fully steps into the ring QT beats her to it.

Hook lightly pushes her back, signaling for her not to get in as he steps up to QT.

Hook turns away from QT after a moment, sick of the man yelling in his face, and that’s when QT grabs Hook's arm and yanks Hook around to face him.

The look on Hook's face is dangerous, and QT quickly raises his hands in surrender.

But it was way too late, and Y/N lets out a laugh when Hook hits him with an overhead throw and plants him onto the mat.

Hook turns back to her, and jumps out of the ring. He stops and holds his hand out to help her down.

She smiles at him as the two walk up the ramp, with Hook placing his hand on Y/N's hip and pulling her into his side.

"You screaming at him was so fucking sexy" he breathes into her ear.

Y/N looks up at him, and he smirks at the blush on her face.

But QT Marshall just never knew when to quit.

The match between Serpentico and Hook was extremely quick.

Serpentico didn't even have an opportunity to take his kimono off before he tapped.

Taz, Ricky, and Y/N were all laughing and cheering for Hook's win as he kept Serpentico locked in the redrum after the bell.

But Y/N's smile morphs into a glare when QT Marshall comes strolling out. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, this is the exact crap I'm talking about! Hey! This is what I'm talking about! You idiots don't realize what he's doing!"

Hook lets Serpentico go to turn and face QT with an annoyed look.

"Hitting the guy before the bell, keeping the choke on too long. His dad's laughing about it, his girlfriend's cheering him on" QT complains.

Y/N quirks an amused eyebrow at him, and nods her head.

Taz laughs again from his seat at the commentary table. "Yeah I am"

Hook just rolls his eyes and waits for Y/N to join him at his side before walking up the ramp.

"He's a delinquent!" QT exclaims.

Y/N intertwines her fingers with his as they walk by QT without acknowledging him.

But Y/N let's out a surprised yelp when QT grabs her arm and turns her to face him.

Hook feels her be yanked back, and whips around with a furious glare.

He pushes Y/N behind him, before getting chest to chest with QT.

QT continues to scream, but Hook doesn't really hear any of it. All he knows is that QT touched his girl.

Hook grabs QT and T-Bones him as hard as he can.

Hook stands up, and walks over to Y/N. "You ok baby?"

"Yeah, I'm good Ty" she answers with a smile.

Hook takes her hand again, and steps over QT's body.

He then turns around to place his hands on Y/N's waist and pick her up to place her on the other side of QT so she doesn't have to step over him.

Taz is still laughing at commentary as the two walk backstage. "You never put your hands on Hook's girl! And if you do, he's gonna teach you a lesson you'll never forget!"

"They're like AEW's Bonnie and Clyde!" Excalibur says with a laugh.

Y/N also started learning to commentate around that time, and Taz was happy to be her mentor.

Y/N was sitting at the commentary table next to Taz. She was quiet for the time being, because QT Marshall was out there with one of his students and Y/N refused to acknowledge him.

But then something catches her attention, and she turns to look at QT with a raised eyebrow. "Ladies and gentlemen, the recipient of the first ever QT Marshall certificate of accomplishment: Hook!"

She crosses her arms as she stares QT down, suspicious of his intentions.

But she can't help a smile growing on her face when Hook's music hits, and he comes walking out.

He glances over at her before making his way down the ramp.

"What?!" Chris Jericho exclaims surprisedly.

"The cold-hearted handsome devil: Hook" Excalibur says.

"Here he comes!" Jericho exclaims excitedly.

"We're not quite sure what the hell this is about with QT and the certificate of accomplishment" Taz says.

"Hook looks annoyed that somebody woke him up to send him out here" Jericho laughs, making Y/N laugh as well. "He probably is"

"QT likes to take a lot of credit for training Hook" Y/N rolls her eyes.

Y/N goes to stand up, but Taz grabs her arm and lightly pulls her back down. "Don't go smacking the guy up just yet Y/N" he says with a chuckle.

Y/N recrosses her arms as she keeps her eyes fixed on the ring.

"This is such a special night" QT starts. "I mean normally a mentor-" he stops when the crowd starts chanting for Hook. "Yeah, give it to him guys. He deserves it. Normally a mentor would get jealous when his protege surpasses him, but not me, I'm not a selfish kind of guy-"

Y/N laughs when the audience boos at that.

"I'm not!" QT insists. "So I’m just gonna get right to it. Hook, congratulations. This is something you're gonna be able to tell your grandkids about. You are the recipient of the inaugural, first ever, QT Marshall certificate of accomplishment"

QT takes the plaque from Aaron Solo as he shoots off a confetti gun.

Y/N can't help but giggle at the unimpressed look on Hook's face as confetti falls around him.

"What the hell is going on?" Taz groans.

But then Hook slams Solo's head into the certificate, making Y/N and Taz burst into laughter as Hook makes his way back up the ramp.

But Y/N's smile drops when Danhausen comes creeping out from backstage.

She immediately stands up and storms over when Danhausen tries to curse Hook.

Hook is completely unfazed, and moves to step around Danhausen.

But Y/N snatches the back of Danhausen's shirt and pulls him around to face her before slapping him right in the face.

Everyone at the commentary table cringes at the sound.

"Y/N just slapped the taste out of Danhausen's mouth!" Jericho laughs hysterically at the shocked look on Danhausen's face.

"I think the curse backfired on Danhausen!" Excalibur exclaims.

"You don't mess with Y/N's man you guys" Taz laughs.

Hook wraps his arm around Y/N's waist and pulls her backstage as she glares at Danhausen.

"Calm down mamas" he breathes into her ear.

Hook smirks as she falters, and he admires the blush lighting up her face. "You like that nickname mamas?"

Y/N nods, burying her face in his chest as she hugs around his torso.

He laughs softly and presses a kiss on top of her head. "The last time you reacted like that was when I called you babygirl"

He just laughs again when she has a similar reaction, before swatting his chest. "Stop teasing me!"

"I'm sorry babygirl" he says in a low tone. He lets his hands trail down her body to rest on her hips. "I didn't mean to tease you. I just love those cute little reactions.. my cute girl"

Y/N smiles up at him, and gets on her tip toes to press a kiss to his nose.

Hook's face flushes red, and it's Y/N's turn to smirk. "It's ok, because I love your cute little reactions too honey"

Hook squeezes her hips, and leans down to bury his head in the crook of her neck. That nickname always made him bashful and blush.

Y/N giggles and runs her fingers through his hair.

Even after Hook accepted Danhausen as a tag partner, Y/N was a little unsure of him.

She didn't like how he wanted to fight Hook at first, and Y/N was a little protective of Hook.

But he did grow on her eventually, and she was so excited when the two worked together to beat Tony Nese and Mark Sterling.

But it was around this time that Y/N's ex was suddenly unable to keep his stupid fucking mouth shut.

"Hello Miss Y/N" she hears from behind her, and turns to face Danhausen with a smile.

"Hello Danhausen" she greets back. "How are you today?"

"Very well, very well indeed. I just came over to see-"

"Y/N" Danhausen is cut off by a man he doesn't recognize stepping out in front of them.

Y/N rolls her eyes, but Danhausen notices the way she takes a step closer to him. "What do you want Matthew?"

"I just wanted to talk to you without your little boy toy behind you" Matthew scowls.

"Uh, hello. Danhausen here" Danhausen waves. "She has a very evil friend instead"

"Like I'm scared of you" Matthew laughs.

"Like you have any room to talk" Y/N retorts. "At least Danhausen gets matches. When was the last time you wrestled? I don't even know, but I'm sure it was a throw away match to get someone else over"

Y/N smirks at the look on Matthew's face, knowing what she said was true.

"Just leave me the fuck alone Matthew" Y/N demands. "You know I have a boyfriend. And he is a hundred times the man you could ever dream of being, and makes me a million times happier than you ever did"

With that she grabs Danhausen's arm and pulls him down the hall with her.

"I'm not gonna give up that easily! Mark my words, you'll be hearing from me!" Matthew yells.

Danhausen turns to curse him, but Y/N just yanks him down the hallway. "He's not even worth it"

"Who was that despicable person?" Danhausen asks.

"He's just an ex" Y/N answers. "He just has a hard time accepting that I broke up with him. He hadn't bothered me in a while though.. I thought he was finally gonna leave me alone"

"We should tell Hook" Danhausen says.

"No! Please don't!” Y/N immediately replies. "Tyler will loose his damn mind, and he needs to be focused on his match tonight. The last thing I want is for him to get suspended or something because he attacked Matthew. Which we both know is what he'll do"

Danhausen is silent for a few moments, before huffing. "Fine, Danhausen will not tell for now. But if he bothers you any more we must"

It didn't take very long for him to do just that.

But this time he made the mistake of doing it when Hook was around.

Y/N giggles at a joke Danhausen tells her as the two sit in catering.

It was late; the last match had wrapped up a while ago, so they were the only ones there.

They had decided to hang out at the venue a little later than usual, and Hook was now taking a shower really quick before the three headed out.

"Hey Y/N"

"Ew!" Danhausen screams. "It is creepy rat man!"

Y/N can't help but burst out in laughter at Matthew's expense.

"I want to talk to you" Matthew says, attempting to be assertive in his tone.

But Y/N had changed a lot from the meek girl she was when she was with him. That tone may have worked on her once, but never again.

And she knew that infuriated him when she looked over at him with a bored expression. "I don't wanna talk to you though. So too bad"

"You really think you're all that now because you're Hook's latest piece of ass, huh? He doesn't give a damn about you, but you're too fucking stupid to realize that. He'll never treat you the way I did-"

"The way you did?!" Y/N exclaims, jumping up from her seat to glare daggers at him. "You're right. Tyler would never treat me the way you did. He would never treat me like I'm worth nothing more than a fuck. You expected to be able to treat me like shit, and then still have me waiting for your beck and call. Well newsflash Matthew; you may have destroyed me back then, but I healed myself. And Tyler has shown me what it's like to be loved. He's shown me what being with a real man is like"

"Hey bitch!" Everyone's head snap over to the hallway, where Hook is storming over with a look in his eyes that Y/N had never seen.

Hook snatches Matthew up by the collar with a dangerous look on his face before landing a vicious punch right on his jaw.

"Tyler!" Y/N exclaims as Danhausen immediately tries to pull him off of Matthew.

Y/N grabs his arm and pulls him towards her.

Hook let's her do so, but he doesn't stop glaring at Matthew. "You mess with my girl again and I'll knock your fucking teeth in"

And after that Hook lets Y/N drag him down the hallway.

Neither one of them say a word until they get to Hook's dressing room.

Hook wordlessly sits down on the couch, and furrows his eyebrows when Y/N lingers by the door and doesn't sit down next to him.

He holds his hand out, signaling for her to come over to him, but she doesn't.

"Get your cute little ass over here" Hook says with a little pout.

Y/N breaks out into a smile at that, and does as told.

When she gets close enough he grabs her hips and pulls her down to sit on his lap facing him.

Y/N wraps her arms around his torso and buries her head against the side of his neck. "I'm sorry"

"For what?" Hook asks, leaning back a little in an attempt to look at her. But she holds on tighter and doesn't let him. "For all that with Matthew"

"It wasn't your fault" Hook replies, but she can feel his body tense. "Who was he though?"

"He's an ex" Y/N answers.

Hook doesn't like the vague answer, and gently wraps his hands in her hair to pull her head up and makes eye contact with her. He didn't give a damn about some stupid little ex of Y/N's; he knew that Y/N only wanted him, just like he only wanted her. But he does care when that ex starts bothering her. "Has he been bothering you before today?"

Y/N shrinks under his gaze, but when she tries to look down he tightens the grip on her hair slightly. "I.. Only a couple times"

"Y/N" Hook chides. "These are the kinds of things you have to tell me"

"I know" Y/N says softly. "I just didn't want you to get in a fight with him or something"

Hook sighs, before pulling her to him and kissing her softly.

When they pull away Y/N lays her head on his chest as Hook runs his hand up and down her back, occasionally kissing her head and whispering sweet words to her.

That was a couple months ago, and Matthew had let up a bit.

He never approached her in person anymore; but he did message and call her.

Y/N knew she should tell Hook, but she was scared he'd snap and beat him up again.

It was a miracle that Matthew didn't report Hook the first time, and Y/N didn't want to risk Hook loosing his job over her.

So she just dealt with his abusive texts and voicemails, and did her best to not let it bother her.

But it obviously did, and Hook was beginning to pick up on it.

Like right now.

Y/N and Hook were snuggled up together on their hotel bed. Y/N was tucked into his side with her head on his chest, and Hook had his chin resting on top of her head while absentmindedly running his fingers up and down her back.

But then Y/N's phone started ringing.

Hook began to move to hand it to her, but she squeezed him tighter. "Don't move" she whined.

He laughs softly at her, and peers down at her with an adoring smile. "You're adorable babygirl, but it could be something important"

Y/N pouts, before turning to grab her phone.

Hook looked back at the tv, which was playing a rerun of Y/N's favorite show.

Hook had turned it on for her while she was getting ready for bed.

But his head snaps over to her when he hears a little sniffle escape her.

He pulls himself up to rest against the headboard, and gently places a hand on her back. "Talk to me mamas.. tell me what's going on so I can help you"

Y/N hesitates, and stares down at her phone. "I'm scared to"

Hook furrows his eyebrows at that. Why would she be scared to tell him something?

Hook places his hands on her waist and turns her to face him. She looks down at the bed, but he puts his finger under her chin and tilts her head up to look at him. "You can tell me anything Y/N. Anything. You know that"

"I know.." She mumbles. "It's not how it sounds. I just don't want you to get in trouble"

"Why would I get in trouble?" Hook asks.

"Because I think you may kill someone" Y/N answers with a soft smile.

Hook cracks a smile as well. "If they're bothering you, you may be right"

"Tyler" Y/N chides, lightly swatting his chest as they smile at each other.

"Ok, ok" he relents. "I at least won't kill anyone tonight"

Y/N takes a deep breath. "It's Matthew.."

Hook's eyes harden immediately, and he has to take a couple deep breaths of his own. "What about him?"

"Ever since you punched him, he hasn't come up to me in person. But he has been messaging and calling me" Y/N admits. "He always says the meanest things and it's just-" Y/N sniffles again, and Hook wipes away a stray tear with his thumb. "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you. I just didn't want to say anything to you because I was scared you'd attack him and get suspended or fired and I can't even imagine you being gone and I-"

Hook cuts her rambling off by placing his lips against her's.

Y/N immediately melts into him, placing her hands on his neck as her holds her face and their lips move in sync.

He pulls away after a few seconds and kisses her forehead before speaking. "I'm not happy you didn't tell me.. but I guess I understand why. I shouldn't have acted the way I did before. Maybe then you would have told me-"

Y/N places a finger against his lips, cutting his sentence short. "No. You know what? Neither one of us is gonna apologize. Did either of us handle the situation perfectly? No. But none of it is our fault's; it's his"

Hook smiles softly before nodding.

He pulls her body flush against his, and nuzzles his head in the crook of her neck. Y/N giggles as he starts leaving kisses there.

"I think he's just mad because he doesn't have the sexiest girl in the world to keep him warm at night anymore" Hook teases, and Y/N let's out a surprised squeal when he slaps her ass.

"Tyler!" She chides through giggly laughter, and he laughs along too.

The two spend the rest of the night too wrapped up in each other's presence to even remember Matthew's name.

A couple of peaceful weeks went by after that.

Matthew had called a couple times and sent a couple of messages, but Y/N just ignored them.

She told Hook every time, and he wanted nothing more than to track Matthew down and make it so he was terrified to even breathe in Y/N's direction.

But she begged him not to do anything rash, and he reluctantly agreed.

Hook kept true to that agreement for almost a month.

The two were at the arena, getting ready for that night's rampage. Y/N had gotten into the shower while Hook was putting on his ring gear and taping his fists.

"Ty!" Y/N called.

Hook immediately hopped up and walked into the bathroom. "Yeah mamas?"

She doesn't say anything, but she sticks her head around the shower curtain and pouts her lips.

Hook smirks, and walks over to place his lips against her's.

He reaches into the shower, before she giggles and closes the curtain. "You can't come in here! You're gonna get your tape wet! And your precious hair!"

Hook just chuckles. "You're the one who called me in here"

With that he walks back into the dressing room, but stops when Y/N's phone starts lighting up.

He grabs it, and starts to circle back to the bathroom to let her know she had gotten some messages, when he realizes who the messages are from.

Hook scoffs as he watches more and more messages from Matthew pop up on the screen, and with each one he feels his body heating up in anger.

But then a particular one delivers, and Hook tosses the phone down on the couch before storming out of the room with a rapid heartbeat, a clenched jaw, and clenched fists.

When Y/N gets out of the shower, she is greeted with an empty dressing room.

She furrows her eyebrows in confusion, but figures Hook just left to do something real quick.

She gets dressed and started on her makeup.

But right as she finishes putting on her lipgloss her door is swung open, and Ricky Starks comes rushing in.

"What the hell Ricky?! You scared the hell out of me!" Y/N exclaims.

"You gotta come with me" Ricky says, and grabs her arm to pull her out of the room.

"Where? What's wrong?" Y/N asks.

"Hook's beating the hell out of some random jobber" Ricky answers, and Y/N feels her stomach drop.

The closer they get Y/N can hear the fighting and yelling, and she pulls away from Ricky to just run towards the sounds quicker.

"Tyler!" She screams when she sees him holding a bloody and beaten Matthew up against the wall by his neck.

"Huh?! Come on! Threaten someone who will fight back you son of a bitch!" Hook screams, not even hearing Y/N over the blood pumping in his ears.

"Tyler!" Y/N yells again, and runs over.

Hook whips around when he feels someone trying to pull him off of Matthew, but his wild eyes soften when the see it was Y/N.

But she wasn't looking at him, she was watching with wide eyes as Matthew slid right down the wall as soon as Hook wasn't holding him anymore.

"What the hell Tyler?!" Y/N yells.

Hook just stares at the floor, chest heaving and sweat running down his body.

"Matthew swung first" Ricky speaks up from behind them. "Hook went up to him yelling and shit, but he never touched Matthew until after he punched Hook"

"I knew you wouldn't want me to.." Hook mumbles, nervously looking up from the floor to make eye contact with her.

Y/N takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

"Why don't you two go to Tony's office and explain all that then" Y/N says shortly, watching as medics finally run over and start tending to Matthew. She felt guilty that she just couldn't bring herself to feel bad for him. But Ricky said that Matthew swung first, so whatever happened to him was his own fault.

Hook doesn't move though, and stares at Y/N like a lost puppy. "Are you mad at me?"

Y/N sighs, before wrapping her arms around him in a hug. He immediately responds, wrapping his arms tightly around her in return.

"I'm not happy you came out here looking for him, as I assume that's why you left the room"

Y/N looks up at him with a pointed look, and he looks at the wall to avoid eye contact. "But, if he swung first then I'm not mad at you for the fight"

"I had to. I couldn't let him say what he said to you, I'll always defend you" Hook says firmly.

"What are you talking about?" Y/N asks with furrowed eyebrows.

"You didn't look at your phone?"

Y/N was sitting in her and Hook's shared hotel room while scrolling through all the messages Matthew sent that day.

And Y/N knew exactly which one must have set Hook off.

You don't wanna respond to me bitch? That's fine, because when Hook goes out for his match tonight I'm gonna find you and teach you to never ignore me again. And trust me, you'll never forget it.

Y/N didn't even want to think about what he had been planning to do before Hook found him; and she couldn't be anything but grateful to Hook.

She had heard that Matthew was in the hospital with broken bones and other injuries, and she wondered if that would have been her without Hook.

Matthew had never actually hit her during their relationship, but he came very close when she broke up with him.

But her thoughts are interrupted when the door swings open.

She jumps up and runs over to tightly hug Hook. "Is everything ok?"

"Yeah, it's all ok baby" Hook comforts, running his fingers through her hair. "There was a video of the whole thing so I'm not in any trouble"

"Thank God" Y/N breathes out. "And Matthew?"

"He's gonna be fired. You know, whenever he wakes up" Hook brags with a lopsided smirk.

Y/N laughs, and gets on her tiptoes to peck his lips. "I love you so much. And thank you, I can't help but think about what could have happened-"

Hook leans down to cut her off with a kiss, before pulling away and resting his forehead against her's. He lets his hands rest on her hips as he stares into her eyes. "You don't ever have to worry about someone hurting you. Not ever again. Not when I'm around, which will be forever"

Y/N smiles, and lets out a surprised laugh when he picks her up and carries her over to the bed.

She gets comfortable under the covers as he puts on pajamas.

He lays down next to her and she immediately nuzzles into his side.

Hook wraps an arm around her waist, and uses his free hand to draw random shapes on her exposed stomach.

Y/N sleepily smiles as she realizes he's writing out 'I love you' at one point. "I love you too"

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