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damiansgoodgirll · 2 months

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hi, can you please make a story where reader is young like 19 or 20 and everyone loves her and she’s a pretty close friend with basically everyone in the wwe and one day she has a match with like Nia or someone else and she gets injured so bad that everyone around her is worried sick.? maybe she has a closer feeling with the judgement day or Jey but like if you can mention more wrestlers it would be amazing. Thank you so much. I love your writing

i love this type of requests cause it makes me travel back in time when i was 13 and i used to play wrestling with my best friend (don’t do this at home) and i remember everyone loving me…anyway

sorry for making nia the bad one!

the judgment day x reader (platonic) / jey uso x reader (platonic)

home is where you belong

you never thought you would find it but you did. the place where you felt safe and loved, the place that you called home.

you’ve been wrestling since you were fifteen and once you got eighteen wwe signed you in. two years later now you were living your dream;

travelling from city to city, having sleepovers with your wrestling friends, gossiping about what people you shipped together, talking nonsense with seth rollins and having becky teasing him, watching and learning new techniques from jey uso, training with the judgment day.

everything was a dream for you.

the fans loved you. even if they weren’t fans about your character, they still liked your persona and your positive energy. you had no enemies, you pretended of course, but you had no enemies at all.

many elders took you under their protective wing and you couldn’t be more grateful.

you we are currently training with rhea as you had a big match against nia and you wanted to be ready. you both already knew that the judgement they were gonna help you win this match because, according to the script they had to ruin this moment for you and for nia, but you didn’t care because you knew how fun it was going to be.

so you were ready to kick her ass.

nia, otherwise, wasn’t as happy as you thought. the idea of losing against some teenager like you made her blood boil. she was more experienced than you so why would you had to win? plus, by getting helped by the judgment day?

she didn’t like the idea but she didn’t tell you.

she had something else in mind.

so you were getting ready, your make up flawless, your hair perfectly posing over your shoulders and a smile that could make happy anyone who met you.

you were so ready.

you heard the “boos” when nia entered the ring and you heard everyone cheering for you when you entered. that’s how it was supposed to be so why did she have an envious look in her eyes?

you pretended it was nothing and you started the match as it was supposed to go.

ten minutes later, the judgment day music echoing through the arena, just like the script said.

rhea distracting nia.

following exactly what the script said.

so what did go wrong?

nia attacked rhea. it wasn’t in the script but rhea knew how to handle situations like that.

you could tell by damian’s look that this wasn’t supposed to happen but you took it as an opportunity to distract nia and make your final move, move that made you win that match.

earlier on the schedule but still, you had your win.

“someone beat your ass…” rhea screamed into the microphone, unleashing mixed reactions through the crowd. everyone cheering for you because of your win, not everyone was happy with the way you won but still, you better than nia.

that set her off.

she didn’t like the idea of a teenager beating her but she hated even more the way the crowd laughed at her face, making her seem weak, not strong enough.

the judgment day were leaving the arena, just like the script told them to do after your victory, so what didn’t go as planned?

you were still in the ring, fans clapping for you, the referee still held your hand high and as you were about the leave, nia hit you behind your back.

this wasn’t prepared.

you fell to your knees and before you could do something she dragged you through your hair into the middle of the ring.

“nia?” you said almost too terrified.

the referee tried to get into the two of you but nia pushed her away, hurting her.

“who do you think you are?” she said hoovering you with her body.

“nia what?” you weren’t understanding. why was she doing that? she was your friend, she wasn’t supposed to hurt you.

“don’t act so dumb…” she whispered before attacking you.

for real this time.

nothing prepared.

she was really hurting you. your face first, then your stomach, she kept hurting you, punching you over and over until you couldn’t feel your body anymore.

your head and nose were bleeding.

referees weren’t able to stop her either.

rhea and damian were the first one to intervene when they saw that the referee couldn’t stop her.

rhea attacking her, the referees, trying to get between the two of them, so damian so that as an opportunity to shield you with his body. he could handle nia attacking him.

“damian?” you almost cried.

“hey…shh it’s okay, i got you” he said, slowly moving your hair out of your face and it was in that moment that he saw your bleeding face.

“dam…it hurts” you said clenching your stomach. he felt his heart breaking. the way you were clenching your chest, the way your hands trembled a little, your bleeding face and your eyes full of tears.

he was mad. furious.

“i know…ssshhh…we will take care of you i promise” he whispered.

the crowd was cheering, assuming everything was scripted, but there was an uncomfortable silence going behind the scenes.

everyone watching what was happening in horror.

becky had tears in her eyes and seth was trying to keep her and himself calm because he was mad. cody was speechless. jey ran out of his locker room just to be stopped by the security. dom and finn paralysed in their steps as they were watching everything happening right before their eyes.

that’s what it went wrong.

thankfully, rhea and referees were able to drag nia away from the ring. she knew she went too far but her pride was something she wasn’t willing to give up.

damian was still in the ring with you as medical staff came and assisted you.

you already fell unconscious when damian lifted you up in his arms and dragged you down onto the stretcher waiting for you backstage.

you were rushed to the hospital and honestly no one felt like continuing the show but they had to. jey was next but all he wanted to do was rush to the hospital and stay by your side.

you didn’t even realised that when you woke up you weren’t in some hotel room but you were in a hospital bed. your head still pounding when you remembered what happened.

the doctor told you that you had a few broken ribs, a dislocated shoulder,a broken wrist, a sprained ankle and a heavy concussion. not to count all the bruising and red spots forming all over your body.

then what you didn’t want to hear : no wrestling for at least four months.

your body needed to rest and heal first.

you were trying to hold in all the tears but eventually let them out when the doctor left your room. you were supposed to have your first main event at wrestlemania and now that dream was gone.

while still crying a soft knock echoed through the room.

damian first, then rhea with the rest of the judgment day.

“hey…” she whispered but her heart broke when she saw the tears in your eyes “why are you crying pretty girl?” she asked sitting on the chair next to your bed, followed by the boys who sat on the small couch right beside the window.

“bye bye wrestlemania…” you said with a broken voice.

everyone knew how much you’ve been waiting and wanting that moment.

“i’m so sorry y/n…” she said softly.

“its just it’s not fair…” you whispered “why did she do that? i thought she was my friend…i would have never done that to her rhea…never”

“i know love…because you know your value, you’re kind and sweet and loving and unfortunately you’ve met someone who thought about her ego and her ego only…” she said smiling sadly at you.

“what matters now is that you rest and take your time to heal” damian joined the conversation “you scared everyone back there…” he said making you smile a little.

“i didn’t mean to…”

“we know…or you could tell them that yourself” finn joked.

“what?” you whispered.

“everyone’s here…jey almost punched the doctor when they wouldn’t let him see you” dom laughed “becky is here with seth, cody and shayna are here too…girl you even scared gunther”

“i don’t believe it…” you laughed.

“we can make you believe that” jey said entering the room with a beautiful bouquet of red roses. everyone followed him too.

you were relieved in seeing so many people caring for you in a way not even your friends cared about. you felt loved and appreciated.

you’ve spent the next hour talking nonsense with them all and you almost forgot about the wrestling problem thing.

almost.

when everyone left for your check up with the doctor, the only one who stayed was jey.

he was the only one who noticed the shift in your mood and he knew what was like staying away from what you love do the most, so if you needed a shoulder to cry on, he was willing to do that, if you needed a friendly advice, he was willing to do that too.

“care to tell me what’s on your mind sweetheart?” he asked when the doctor left.

“i’m going to miss all of these…four months of not seeing you all days, no wrestling, no wrestlemania and probably no summerslam too…it’s just, i feel useless and empty not doing what i love jey” you confessed.

“you’re not useless at all, and it’s normal to feel nostalgic right now but it’ll pass and i promise you that you’ll be on your feet for when summerslam comes! i promise you” he said sitting next to you and wrapping his arm around your shoulder - the healthy one - “i wish i could have done something to stop her but i was the useless one…i hated seeing you in so much pain…she lost her mind and finally she lost her job too”

“what?” you whispered.

“yup! got fired…you know you could sue her right?” jey asked.

“i would never do that…”

“i know…you’re too kind for that…what she did was wrong and completely unacceptable but i’m glad you’re here…” he said softly kissing your head.

“ill be here for a long long time…this is my home after all” you smiled, making jey laugh too.

and it was in that moment that you truly realised how important those weird people were for you, and how important you were for them.

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Rebuild & Restore - Chapter 1

Here it is, the sequel to All Falls Down

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SIX MONTHS AGO

Kiyana closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. “I can’t do this anymore Josh. I can’t even go out with some friends without you accusing me of sleeping around.”

“Whatchu’ want me to think Kiyana? Look at how you about to leave this house.” Kiyana rolled her eyes. She had worked so damn hard to get her body back to the way it was before she had her boys. She was going to show it off every chance she got.

“You never had a problem with how I dressed before!” She responded, raising her voice.

“That was before you decided that your body no longer belonged to me!” Kiyana narrowed her eyes and stomped towards him.

“You have no fucking right. You decided to sleep with that bitch first and when i give you a taste of your own medicine you can’t fucking handle it. You been hounding me since I agreed that we can try to make things work. Why are you so damn paranoid Joshua? I’m here, I’m still here with you after everything you did to me. Get the fuck over what happend with me and Joe and let’s move the fuck on like we agreed.” Josh turned his face up at her before sucking his teeth and stomping up the stairs, slamming the door to their room.

PRESENT DAY

Kiyana had never seen Josh look so defeated as he sat at the other end of the table with his lawyer. He had his hand folded together and would not look up from the table. He hadn’t even spoken since he walked into the room, only giving his lawyer a head nod or shake when asked a question.

It She had tried so damn hard to move forward with her marriage with Josh, but they were always walking on eggshells around each other. It wasn’t like before when they were two people who fell in love in highschool and thought they would be together forever. It was different. For Kiyana, it was like waking up next to a stranger everyday for six months. He was still Josh, he just wasn’t her Josh. He wasn’t the same Josh she fell in love with in highschool. His affair tarnished her image of him and she couldn’t pretend anymore.

“She can keep it.” She heard Josh talk and she blinked, focussing her attention back to Josh and his lawyer. “She can keep the car and the house, she can keep everything.. All I want is to see my kids when I’m off the road.” Kiyana and her lawyer shared a look before she nodded her head in agreement with what Josh wanted.

“Ok, what about spousal support?”

“I don’t need it.” Kiyana said and for the first time in weeks Josh actually looked at her. “I called in a couple of favors and I'll be starting back at my old job on Monday.”

“Kiyana, take the damn support.”

“No.” She said firmly, crossing her arms over her chest. “I don’t need it, Joshua. I can support myself. I don’t want anything from you.”

“Wow.” Josh scoffed, staring Kiyana down. “That’s really how you feel? After twenty-three years -”

“Fuck them twenty-three years.” She scoffed, with a roll of her eyes. “You had an affair for four months! Them twenty three years mean shit now.” She held out her hand to her lawyer and he placed the pen in her hand. “Where do I sign?”

Kiyana let out a sigh as she pulled into the driveway to Trinity and Jon’s house. The last thing she wanted to do was be at a birthday party with her ex-family. She and Josh had only been officially divorced for about 4 hours.

She already had it in her mind that she was only going to drop the boys off, she was not staying at this party. She forced a smile on her face as she and her boys walked into the backyard of Trinity and Jon’s house. The smile faltered a bit as the backyard went quiet with all of Josh’s family members staring at her.

Clearing her throat, she held her head up high as she walked over to where Kamari had run over too.

“Hi.” She said to Josh handing him Kairo who was already trying to jump out her arms to get to his dad. Josh said nothing to her as he took Kairo and Kiyana resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She bent down and placed a kiss on Kaiden’s and then Kamari’s forehead. “Daddy will drop you guys off at home ok.” She said to them, cutting her eyes to Josh who nodded his head in agreement.

“You’re not staying?” Kaiden asked, grabbing her hand with a pout on his face and Kiyana almost folded.. almost.

“No bubba.” Kiyana said softly. “Don’t you wanna spend time with daddy and your cousins?” She pointed over to where Kamari had run off to with their cousins, playing in the bouncy house and Kaiden nodded but still didn’t let go of her hand.

Josh handed Kairo over to his sister and bent down so he was eye level with Kaiden. “It’s okay Kai. You gon see mommy later okay.” Kaiden nodded and gave his mommy a kiss on the cheek before running over to where his cousins were playing.

“Okay you can go now.” Kiyana let out a sigh then chuckled. She knew it was coming. “Nobody wants you here after what you did to my brother.” Kiyana rose back to her full height and turned around to face Josh’s sister Melvania. She smirked as she took in the look on Mel’s face. Melvania never liked Kiyana over some petty cheerleader bullshit that happened back in high school.

“Never said I was staying ,Mel.” Kiyana rolled her eyes. She nodded her head at Josh as went to walk out of the backyard.

“ Good riddance whore.” Kiyana her Melvania whisper and giggle with one of their cousins. Tired of the disrespect, Kiyana turned around to face them.

“I don’t see how I'm the bad guy in this situation. I had my little fling after your brother had his affair for four months and I still stayed with his ass trying to fix our marriage.” Mel scoffed and shrugged her shoulders.

“You still cheated on my brother.” Kiyana had to laugh. Because Mel always made excuses for Josh’s and Jon’s behavior. In Mel’s eyes her brothers could do no wrong.

“After he cheated on me and told the bitch he was planning on divorcing me first!.” Kiyana wanted to smirk at the shocked look on Melvania’s face at the information she just learned.

“Come on Yana. Let me walk you to your car.” Jon had come over to put out the fire between Kiyana and his sister after seeing his twin stand there and watch the whole thing.

Kiyana glared at Josh before storming off from the party. “I’m sorry If i ruined the vibe for Jayla’s party. I know alot of your family doesn’t want me around.” Jon only nodded and watched as she got into her car. He felt bad for Kiyana. Most of her second family had turned their back on her because Josh wasn’t telling the whole truth.

“Listen, you know me and Trin always got your back right.” When Kiyana nodded, Jon continued. “I just don’t think it's a good time to be around right now. Just for the time being.” Kiyana felt her heart drop into her stomach.

“Wow. You know what..” Kiyana couldn’t even get the words out. Jon had basically just told her to stay away from his family.

“Kiyana, I’m just saying -”

“I understand what you’re saying Jonathan.” She said as the tears started coming down her face. “Message received loud and clear.”

SOOO... first chapter of the sequel... y'all feeling it or nah?

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joesanrio · 10 months

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Hiiii can I request a Jey uso X female reader where jey sees a post on social media saying reader is messing with Jimmy and it’s not true. But Jey still gets hot headed and stuff thank you ☺️

This!! I love this. I feel like I took this and ran with it- so please forgive me 🩷 a bit angsty :))

All over Twitter | J.U

Summary: Jey never liked how quickly he was bothered of something on social media, but he can’t help himself… especially when it comes to you.

Pairings: Joshua Fatu {Jey Uso} x fem!reader

Warnings: social media drama, delusions, arguing, cursing, stubborn!Jey, crying, bad angst (first time), rumors, mentions of cheating, not edited

Word Count: 1230

Ratings: Angst | 16+

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Jey scrolling through his social media was starting to become a daily thing, especially since the Bloodline storyline was starting to pick up. As much as he hated how people depicted him and his talents based on the 30-45 minutes they saw him a week, he never reacted. He kept any bad energy they sent towards him to himself, and pretended like he didn’t even see it. That was until he came across a tweet that had to do with you and his twin.

The tweet had about 92k views already, and 40k retweets. It was a video of you and Jonathan meeting up late at night, hugging before entering a random building. There was no context about what was happening except the obvious comments of;

Nah imagine thinking your girl safe from your own twin 💀💀

I CANT- poor Jey 🥲💔

No cause what abt my girl Trin?!?!

That Y/n? Do she not know how Trin can get down…😬

He couldn’t help himself but to keep scrolling through the comments, looking for some type of reassurance that it isn’t what he’s thinking. Jey always thought he knew where you were and what you were doing, maybe he was too blind by a false sense of trust. “Y/n!” He calls for you from the living room.

Your delicate footsteps making their way downstairs to the man sitting on the couch, you couldn’t help but smile at the gorgeous man in front of you. “Hi Baby.” Your lips plump and glossy as always, wearing Jey’s shirt with your little shorts. He looks away as he can feel himself getting flustered by your appearance, remembering the things he just saw not even a minute ago.

“You want to tell me anything.” His voice deep and stern before he lays back against the couch, your hips swaying a bit as you go to sit beside him.

Your freshly groomed eyebrows now in a confused furrow, “I like your haircut… I mean they could’ve faded the sides better but—” Jey’s head immediately snapping towards you.

Going silent as he rubs the side of his hair down before adjusting himself in the chair. “It’s cute!” I reassure as a small smile forms Jey’s lips before the smile drops quickly. “Appreciate it but that’s not what I’m looking for.” His eyes boring into yours, uncomfortably. Your hands starting to fidget together under his intense gaze, shaking your head ‘no’.

A loud sigh coming from his mouth as he picks up his phone, Twitter immediately popping up on the screen. “Look.” He hands you the phone before crossing his arms aggressively, your eyes falling onto the dim screen. Playing the small clip of you and Jon, not understanding the big deal until you scroll down to the comments.

A small scoff leaving your mouth as you go speechless by all the assumptions, “Those people are so miserable.” You hand the phone back before looking at Jey’s serious face.

“So, it’s the people now? Not the fact that you and my damn brother sneaking around at night?” He sits up almost giving himself whiplash. Feeling your heart drop at his demeanor, you couldn’t believe that the man you left everything and everyone for is accusing you of. “Joshua. You’re kidding…” Trying to understand what he’s getting at, this had to be some type of prank.

April Fools was a couple months ago though, and we did forget about it. “This is a joke. Ha-ha so funny babe.” A sarcastic laugh leaving you forcefully as you notice Jey’s gaze not changing.

Noticing the deep breaths, he’s taking is starting to concern you, “I’m not joking, are you screwing around with my brother? My twin at that.” He speaks calmly. Your eyes going wide at the audacity, “Joshua. Don’t be fucking delusional- if I was going to cheat do you really think that I would go to your twin brother?” Your voice high-pitched unintentionally.

His head shakes before wiping his hands on the edge of his knees. Jey loves you too much to believe this, he knows you wouldn’t, you couldn’t do that to him. Something subconsciously is saying otherwise, the fact that he no longer knows where you were and what you were doing is making him upset.

“Do you know how fucking embarrassing this is for me. To find out that you going behind my aback through social media.” He says out loud, hands rubbing down his face in a stressed manner. “I didn’t go behind your damn back! They’re clearly just making stuff up.” Your voice in a defensive tone,

Jey’s gaze on you turning into disappointment making your heart drop. His heavy footsteps leaving you in the living room as he goes upstairs assumingly to your bedroom.

The tension surrounding you, sitting in the now quiet room alone. Heart racing and head spinning, you felt like you were going to cry at any moment. The fact that he wasn’t listening to you just hurt worse, never did you think that complete strangers would have that much of an impact on you and Jey’s relationship.

The loud slam of a door snapping you out of your trance, “Joshua! What are you doing?” jumping from the couch and heading up the stairs quickly. His figure passing by with a suitcase, not bearing a glance towards you. “I’m going to stay the night with… well damn I don’t even know because I can’t go to my own brother!” Jey shouts before throwing the suitcase onto the bed.

He always tended to be overdramatic especially in disagreements, but never to the point where he was leaving. “You’re fucking crazy! Nobody did anything, it was clearly taken out of proportion. Stop acting like that!” You could feel the tingly feeling of anger starting to spread through your body. “Y/n, then what the hell were y’all doing? Because I didn’t even know about you going to see him? He didn’t tell me either!” He shrugs his shoulders as he waits for your response.

“I- nothing! We weren’t doing anything.” You stutter knowing that he can’t know the real reason you were meeting with Jon. Not liking the answer, he heard, he goes straight to the closet and starts ripping shirts off the hanger, “I’m so tired of being second place. So tired of looking like a fool! You say you weren’t cheating but you can’t even tell me what you were doing?” His hands flying as he shouts angrily. Going completely speechless as you watched him continue throwing things into the suitcase, chest heavy, before breaking completely.

Tears streaming down your face uncontrollably, this is ridiculous. Multiple solutions rambling through your head as you stood behind the fuming man. “I can’t tell you. But I promise I wouldn’t cheat on you.” The words practically forming together as you can barely speak while trying to control your breathing. Jey turns around to see you looking like a complete wreck, his eyes softening.

“Then imma go until you can tell me. Simple as that.” He says as he zips up his suitcase, your eyes looking in a panicked manner as he grabs his wallet. “Joshua! Don’t you think this is a bit dramatic?” You sniffle as he rolls his eyes at you.

“Hell yeah. But rather be dramatic than sitting and looking like a fucking clown.” He exits the room without even looking back.

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cavinginhisfvce · 6 months

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All Things Borrowed.

A samijey drabble!

Jey knows it's selfish. He knows it's not fair to feel the way he does. He shouldn't feel like he's living on borrowed love from his boyfriend, especially not when Sami is always so willing to give Jey the affection he knows the Samoan craves.

It's selfish to take all that Sami offers, his joy, his fears, his love, and in return store those moments for when, if, that trust in Jey suddenly vanishes, instead of giving the same.

It's not fair of Jey to store the love for a later date, a day where the love has suddenly stopped flowing and he's scrambling for some semblance of things being okay. Things being right.

If Sami knew Jey was just counting down the days until the demise of their relationship, would he still bother with the man? Or would he make all of Jey's worst dreams come true and feed him to the proverbial wolves?

Wrapped up tightly in Sami's embrace, Jey can't help but feel reminded that all love is borrowed love; no matter who the love comes from.

Whether it be family or others, the boy is all too familiar with what it feels like to watch the reservoir of familial love run so dry the sight of the person makes you feel sick to your stomach.

Jey's love for Roman, for example it burned so bright, and felt reciprocated in ways that blinded him to who his cousin was becoming until it was too late, and Jey had become a person Roman held little to no love for.

Jey watched with his own eyes as the love Roman had for him ceased to exist, at least in a healthy sense.

He doesn't think he can live through a pain like that again, even if the love differs from his relationship with Roman, even if Roman went too far with his love and it cost Jey everything, seeing the way his cousin has completely done away with him and seems better for it, hurts; but the feeling pales in comparison to the mere thought that Sami could be done with him, he can't imagine who he'd become if Sami decided Jey wasn't worth the hassle. If he decided the panic attacks, and nightmares were too much to tackle, because let's face it, Jey's a handful. He knows this, and Sami, bless his heart, tries so hard with him, but he truthfully doesn't have to.

Jey knows if he shares these feelings with his boyfriend, the elder will reassure him. He knows Sami will take him in his arms and pepper his face in sweet kisses whilst he whispers all the reasons he loves Jey more than he could ever know, Sami has done as much for less.

But, there's the possibility Sami could do the exact opposite, maybe Sami just needed an out and Jey opening up would be just that. Maybe in the same breath Jey confesses his knowledge of living on borrowed love, Sami will pack his bags and leave Jey's life forever.

The likelihood seems much higher now than it did before, especially with the stolen glances from Sami and Cody, the looks they think Jey doesn't notice. He does. He noticed the lingering touches, and that Sami will seek out Cody at work, long before he finds his actual partner.

Even in his muddled mess of a mind, Jey knows he's being irrational, because just that morning Sami had woken him up by carding skilled fingers through his curls, nosing happily at the man's cheek until the latter stirred awake.

And yet, the possibility still exists.

There could come a day when Sami is no longer the glue holding Jey together, but the hammer that shatters him fully. It'd be too easy with all the cracks in the Samoan's foundation, because they're just that. Cracks in his foundation, difficult to patch up and make whole without running the risk of destroying it completely.

Jey isn't sure he'd survive that. So, he stays shut. What Sami doesn't know, won't be able to hurt Jey.

If Sami and Cody are truly falling in with one another, then Jey will pretend nothing has changed, because losing Sami? It's not an option.

He'll live on borrowed love for however long, if it means Sami stays with him.

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bss-babygirl · 2 years

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[10:20 pm]- #5. “It wasn’t your fault.”

Jey Uso x reader (young adult age reader)

Warnings: 🔞+ (if younger DNI) Angst, sprinkles of fluff, mentions of sexual harassment (This is NOT by any means condoning sexual harassment, if anything it’s being awareness to situations like this; if you or someone you know is EVER in a situation like this please don’t hesitate to ask anyone for help!)

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You loved wrestling events, especially the small intimate independent circuit wrestling. You enjoyed it a little more than the bigger main stream wrestling promotions such WWE or AEW. However, the independent circuit of professional wrestling had it’s flaws, the biggest one being problematic people. Problematic in the sense that they made some fans or even some of the talent feel uncomfortable by things they’d say or do. People used to report these kinds of incidents but, when people started to realize nothing was being done by the promoters to “Black List” the people who were being problematic, they stopped speaking up about the things that they were having to endure just to enjoy something that they love.

You have been attending All Alligent Pro Wrestling shows for the past 4 years, you loved the friends you’ve made along the way thanks to being a regular attending fan. Now you are actually a trainee with promotion, you’ve been a training for 2 years now; some of the talent even becoming like family to you more than ever before when you were just a fan. There was one person in particular that you were really close to, he was the head official of the promotion, so he was in charge of training the new and incoming officials. He was older than you, he was old enough to be your dad actually; which is why it was almost natural for him to be a father figure to you. He took you under his wing, and taught you everything he knew about being an official, often times he’d even give you rides home from practice when you couldn’t get a ride home.

At first your relationship was completely harmless, he was genuinely there for you in all the ways you wished your biological father had been in the past 6 years of your life; which is why it was almost easier for you to brush of the uncomfortable situations as if they were nothing, or he wasn’t trying to pull anything.

While you may have been able to see what was really going on, your closest friend within the promotion could.

Jey has been your best friend since high school, he knew you better than probably anybody, so he always knew when something was on your mind. You and Jey were so close you did everything together, like currently you’re both training to hopefully one day debut.

One Saturday afternoon you and Jey are out spending time together before agreeing to go to another local wrestling school’s show later that evening. Jey looked over at you, clearly seeing that something was bothering you. “Y/N, you okay?” You lied, and nodded. Scratching at your arm, which almost always was Jey’s biggest indicator that you were lying. Jey walked you to a more secluded area so you could talk without too many people eavesdropping in on your conversation. “Alright, talk to me.” You sighed, knowing full well there was no getting out of this conversation with him.

“Jake, has been making me feel really uncomfortable as of late, okay?!” Jey’s eyes immediately went wide. “How so?” You sighed again, you hated the thought of having to essentially relive everything you had already been put through, but you knew that the only way Jey was going to be able to help you is if you told him the truth of what was really going on behind the scenes when he wasn’t around to see it all going down. “He’s been texting me late at night or in the wee hours of the morning, I think he’s trying to use our relationship that we have as like a sort of coping mechanism since his wife died not too long ago. And at first I just brushed it off as he’s grieving but, then he did what he did last show…” You grew silent, not able to continue for the moment because the trauma from that night was starting to all rush back to you. Jey could you sense it was hard for you, he started to rub loving circles on your knee. “It’s okay Y/N, take your time.” You took one deep breath before continuing. “Last show after the show ended I went to go say hi to him, and he kissed me on the top of my head, and held me into a hug for a uncomfortable amount of time.” “That’s a little odd, but I wouldn’t say that’s too out of the ordinary, some people do that. I’m not making excuses for him by any means, but you know maybe he didn’t mean any harm by it?” Jey said while shrugging his shoulders, not really knowing what to say. You sighed, “But Jey, that wasn’t the only incident with him…” Jey’s eyes went wide, “It wasn’t?” You shook your head. “He’s messaged me on social media periodically over the last year, trying to get me to meet up with him outside of wrestling. All of which, every single time, I’ve shut him down by saying ‘I wasn’t comfortable with doing that with someone I barely know.’ ” “And how did he take it?” “Not very well, he got mad when I told him that. He started saying things like “What you don’t trust me? Y/N, you’ve known me for a while now, you can trust me.” But all of that never put my mind at ease, considering what I went through when I was younger…” Jey knew about what happened, you were inappropriately touched by someone close to you that you trusted, which now made it very hard to trust people, especially older men.

Jey still trying make sense of over you were telling him, took sometime to let everything that you had just told him sink in. “So why does it still make you nervous now?” “Because he’s going to be officiating some of the matches at the show we’re going to tonight, and it will be the first time that I’m facing him since coming out about the whole thing to ANYONE.” “Wait, you’ve kept this hidden the whole time, and I’m the first one you’re coming out to about this?” You nodded slightly. “Why Y/N, why didn’t you come to me sooner?” “I don’t know, I was afraid. I was afraid that he’d somehow find out that I told you what he was doing, and I guess I was afraid of what he might do. And then part of my conscience has been trying to convince me that this whole thing is all my fault…” You began to tear up, Jey noticed, taking you in his arms and wrapping you in a warm hug. “It wasn’t your fault, okay?” “But I-.” Jey cut you off, “That bastard is the one who abused your trust and took advantage of you. You didn’t do anything wrong Y/N.” Jey wrapped you into another warm long hug, rubbing soothingly up and down your back, an attempt to try and calm you.

When you started to show signs that you were calming, Jey picked up your head to make you look at him. “Listen, I’ll be there tonight right by your side to protect you from him. I’ll keep that creep far away from you, I promise.”

—SHOWTIME—

Jey kept his word, he didn’t leave your side for NOTHING. You got up to go get food, he went with you. You got up to go to the bathroom, he stood outside and kept watch. He was determined to protect his best friend at all costs and make sure you had a good time.

And sure enough, you had a blast thanks to your longtime best friend. You didn’t have to worry about Jake coming anywhere near you, let alone seeing him more than you had to.

It’s moments like this with Jey that made you genuinely believe that good guys still existed.

End

#wwe #wwe angst #wwe fic #wwe fluff #wwe fanfiction #jey uso x reader #jey uso #Jey Uso fluff #Jey Uso angst

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joannasteez · 7 months

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a slowly growing masterlist. something cool and casual. read when you want, in whatever order, how you see fit. at your leisure, but always, always, enjoy!

likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated.

below, somewhere, in the comments, when you find this, if it interests you enough, give a shout if you’d like to be added to a tag list and ill get one going.

under the #joannasteez tag you can find other fics written for mayans mc, the punisher (marvel netflix series), the last of us, and the boys (amazon series)

lastly, i write when i want, without a schedule, whatever comes to me, and sometimes that means ill post at random times out of the blue.

ROMAN REIGNS

lavender based whispers in the villa | whispers in loud places nsfw alphabet fall, for me with me, the world is yours stay, please sing, just for me crying, laughing, loving, lying tanks of blood strong!

JEY USO & CODY RHODES

to the victors go the spoils

CODY RHODES

edge adore almost blue

CM PUNK

headcanon

EDDIE KINGSTON

sage

THE UNTITLED SERIES

untitled one (roman reigns) untitled two (cody rhodes & roman reigns)

200 WORD CHALLENGE

with the sun (eddie kingston) citrus (roman reigns) vices (cm punk)

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samijey · 1 year

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Sami seemed to strike a big nerve with Jey last night

#jey uso #sami zayn #wwe #the usos #roman reigns #smackdown #this segment was SO IMPORTANT lemme tell you #YES SAMI REMIND EVERYONE WHO THE REAL ENEMY IS #jail for roman #jail for roman for a thousands years #the way jey's frown softens when sami says he loved him URGH I'M SICK #my toxic trait is that i will tear up randomly at work bc i'm thinking about these two and make my coworkers worry about me #yes hello no everything is fine haha just angsting over wet pathetic men and their dramatic 100k enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers fic #jey's character has remained so fucking consistent everything he does makes sense #wwe having years long character development that makes sense??? unfathomable #anyways vince mcmahon die challenge #what is up with this pink ass coloring you might ask #and ill tell you pink is the color of love :)))))#lies i just hate coloring gifs with real people in them oof #stuff i made

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ucetheones · 10 months

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Worked Up | Jey Uso x Single Mother!Reader

tw: mentions of an abusive ex, not detailed. My other fics are still in the works, I just can't let go of an idea once I get it. It's a curse.

(Also writing in second person is weird and I feel like I suck at it!! But whatever, enjoy!! <3)

When you and Jey first started talking, you were hesitant to tell him about your son, your pride and joy.

Your son, Joshia, was the driving force in you finally leaving your abusive ex, Tyler.

Finding out you were pregnant was one of the scariest days of your life, you no longer had just yourself to worry about. Now there was a life growing inside of you, meaning you couldn't afford to risk your body dealing with Tyler.

He was too dangerous to outright confront, so you did what you thought was best, and left him a few days after finding out.

That was over three years ago. Thanks to your estranged sister, Samantha, you found a steady job, and a place to stay.

Working with your older sister was strange at first, but you two easily fell into a rhythm like no other. It helped that you were doing your dream job. It might not seem like a huge deal to anyone else, but doing the hair, makeup and wardrobe for WWE Superstars was truly an amazing job. It required skill that most did not have, it made you valuable. Needed.

It was at work where you met Jey. You two hit it off almost instantly, and soon found yourselves flirting. That flirting evolved into talking pretty quickly.

It was Sam that brought up introducing Jey to Joshia, though not without commenting on how similar Jey's real name was to his.

With a roll of your eyes, you sipped your coffee and sighed.

"What if he freaks on me and bails? Work would be so awkward."

Sam squinted at you, lightly scoffing. "You know Jey loves kids, right? I think he'd like Joshia. You're thinkin' way too hard, Jey isn't that deep.

Plus, I love my nephew, but girl…if I have to watch another season of Miraculous Ladybug, I may die!"

You couldn't think of any rebuttal, so you just flicked a piece of your pastry at her. "Shut up, I ain't even ask for your opinion. And that show is good, admit it."

"You did, but whatever!" You can tell she agrees about the show being interesting, but won't give you the satisfaction.

That conversation was almost a month ago, and the entire time you were going back and forth with yourself on how to bring it up to him.

Sam wouldn't be willing to babysit while you went on dates with Jey forever, and hiring a nanny to work longer hours than you currently do felt like a terrible move; so you knew you'd have to tell him sooner or later.

You just didn't anticipate sooner being so soon.

You had a week off from work, as you weren't needed for hair and makeup or costume design, you decided to use some of your remaining vacation days.

Your original plan was to tell Jey about Joshia and hope that the week away from one another would be enough time for him to decide whether things were worth continuing.

You hadn't counted on Joshia getting sick, or Jey showing up at your door on the first day of your vacation.

Your hair was all over the place, your clothes were a mess, and Joshia was perched on your hip, wailing loudly into your ear, despite all attempts at soothing him.

When you answered the door, Jey's expression was visibly confused. You wanted to slam the door.

You wanted to pretend you still had a say in whether you told him about your son, but instead remained frozen in place.

"You babysitting or something?"

Before you could answer, your son was whining. "Mama, hurts…"

The very evident discomfort in his voice had you turning away from the man in your doorway, your hand rubbing up and down Joshia's back in an effort to calm him.

"I know, baby, I know. The medicine will help, we just have to give it time."

His crying dies down considerably at your words, but you can tell he doesn't feel any better and for a moment you consider taking him to the hospital. If for no other reason than to have an excuse to get Jey out if things turned south. Not that you thought they would, but you could never be too safe.

Jey clears his throat softly, and your head whips back to look at him.

"He's cute, Uce. What's his name?"

His tone is softer than it was previously, there's a warm smile on his lips. You can tell he has other questions, but is saving them for the moment.

"His name is Joshia."

At your response, Jey raises a brow.

"Yeah, yeah, I know; your names are similar. Sam won't let me hear the end of it."

It's when Jey laughs that you realize he's still outside, so you step aside and watch as he slips into the house.

It's the first time he's ever gotten to come inside, you usually meet him at the front steps or at whatever hotel you were staying at for work, whilst Joshia was usually with the hired nanny. The nanny, Riah, spent most of the week with him, before dropping Joshia off to your father until you were done for the week.

From there, Sam helped you.

It was never easy, and sometimes you considered quitting, if only to spend more time with your son; but when those doubts came up, Sam would quickly shut them down. The first few times she thought it was financially challenging to pay an overnight babysitter, and had offered repeatedly to help you pay, but you reassured her that wasn't the case. It was just difficult doing this without a partner. You never wanted Sam to think you were ungrateful for her sacrifices, because you were anything but, so it wasn't often you brought up your worries.

Maybe if Tyler was a better man, you could've trusted him to know you were pregnant, and ultimately know his son, but you'd given up on that pipe dream shortly after Joshia was born. He would never be allowed to see him, if you had any say, but you knew one day he'd start asking about his father, and you weren't sure if you could lie to him when the time came.

Right now though, none of that mattered. Because the man you were slowly falling for, was in your home. He was seeing your son for the first time, without any clue he existed to begin with.

Toys littered the floor in some places, there were blankets all over the couch and your coffee table was covered in various sippy cups, from throughout the day.

It should've embarrassed you, but Jey seemed completely unfazed by it all.

He seemed to almost welcome it.

From then on, the bulk of your vacation was spent with Jey, the two of you taking care of Joshia together. It was weird at first, Jey hadn't really interacted with Joshia at all, instead opting to do things like preparing meals, bottles and whatever else needed to be done so that you could focus on Joshia.

On Wednesday, you'd fallen asleep on the couch after putting Joshia to bed, Jey was in the kitchen cleaning up.

At least he had been. But when you woke up from your impromptu nap, he was nowhere to be seen.

You were afraid he left at first, but instead of worrying about it, you went to check on Joshia. He was your number one priority, even when he was starting to feel better.

When you entered your son's room, you quickly stopped in your tracks.

Jey was sitting in the rocking chair in the corner of Joshia's room, cradling the small boy in his arms as the chair swayed softly. When you stepped closer, you saw that they were both asleep, so you grabbed a blanket and draped it over them; deciding you'd wake them up to transition to beds after a quick shower.

Leaning down, you press a kiss to Joshia's head and then Jey's before turning to step out the room. Jey's sleepy rumble pausing your movements.

"You ain't gettin' rid of me now, Y/N. You know that law, he fell asleep on my chest, I'm stuck here forever." When you look over at him, he's smiling at you. You smile back, shaking your head.

"I'm pretty sure that 'law' is about cats, Josh."

Jey playfully glares at you, "nah, it's about cute two year olds that drool on your shirt, too Mamas. It's what life is all about."

You raise your eyebrow, humming. "I'll take your word for it then. And a shower, I'm gonna go take a shower."

You watch as he shifts in the chair, readjusting himself and Joshia so they're more comfortable, before nodding. "I ain't tryna' rush you, but…hurry up. I wanna cuddle, and my back starting to hurt."

You detect the slight whine in his voice, a small chuckle leaving you. "You got it, Chief."

He sucks his teeth, "man, go wash ya' ass." Just to annoy him a little, you stand there unmoving.

He waits a beat before huffing. "Babyyyy, my ass is gonna go numb."

"I'll massage it, don't worry."

He laughs a bit too loud at that, if the way Joshia wiggles in his sleep and huffs is anything to go by. His tiny cheeks filled with air before he settled down again.

"See, even little man is on my side."

You decide not to mention that he'd almost woken Joshia up, instead you raise your hand defensively.

"I'm goin', I'm goin' no need for you two to get all worked up, jeez!"

You playfully flip your hair before scurrying out the room, laughing to yourself at the sound of Jey's distant chuckle of disbelief.

You were worried to tell Jey about Joshia for nothing it seems. They would get along just fine, Jey hadn't run for the hills and had actually stuck around to help you take care of your unwell son. He had no obligation to you, yet he chose to put himself in this position.

He wanted this, he wanted you.

#jey uso #angst #jey uso fanfiction #jey uso x reader #jey uso x you #single mother!reader #your sister is Samantha Irvin btw #wwe #slight angst #Y/N x Jey Uso #jey isn't a father in this #i honestly have a few ideas for this lil universe but idk #i may never write it all #but imagine jey and joshia matching outfits #i honestly imagine joshia as looking a lot like jey but not intentionally #it just happened #i can't unsee it tbh

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dmysterioblog · 6 months

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Chapter XIII ✧ The Last Time

Paring; Rhea Ripley x Roman Reigns

Summary: Rhea throws herself in the fire…literally

Warnings; angst

Word Count: 7.3k

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A/n: Yall ain’t see this one coming…

“You wanna chew?” Zoey asked as she arched an eyebrow at Rhea who was almost rushing in eating her breakfast. Both of them, as well as Raquel and Shayna, all sat together that Monday morning at the cafeteria as they had their breakfast at 9:00 AM. “You’re gonna choke yourself, slow down.”

“I’m gonna be late for this meeting- I need to hurry.” Rhea only said as she drank some of her juice after managing to immediately eat her sandwich.

“Well, we can take you there. Where is it at though?”

“Triple H’s office.” She quickly said as she gulped down her juice before she wiped her hands and mouth with a napkin. Raquel took a bite out of her toast before she ate it as she spoke.

“I spoke with Liv yesterday, like I told you.” She told Rhea who finished wiping her mouth and hands and looked at her.

“Did she say anything?”

“Well, she said she still wants the match, unfortunately.” Raquel began- causing Shayna to roll her eyes and mumble a ‘of course she does’ underneath her breath while Raquel continued speaking. “But she does want to talk to you personally before we go into Raw.”

“Talk about what? She clearly hates Rhea for what she did to her— no offense, Ripley—“ Zoey quickly pointed out as she looked at Rhea for a second before she turned back to the others. “What else could she possibly want aside from, you know, revenge? Payback?”

“Rhea’s title.” Shayna pointed out as she leaned back and drank her coffee.

“And that’s where you’re wrong. Cuz I’m taking it away from her.”

“In your dreams.” Rhea scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“I mean, I almost took it away from you at Crown Jewel, so…”

“I think all of us almost did.” Raquel clarified. “But to be fair, Rhea won in the end, so.”

“I mean hey, as long as Rhea doesn’t become a part-time champ like Roman—“ Zoey was cut off when Rhea gave her a look from where she sat. She immediately contemplated on what she said as she then took it back. “… I’m joking.”

“I’m gonna remember that when we step in the ring at Survivor Series.” Rhea told her before she sat up while Zoey grimaced.

“Fuck.”

“Should’ve kept your mouth shut.”

“Shut up, Shayna.”

“Okay, are we done here? We need to move now, órale pues.” Raquel urged them as she finished her breakfast while she also sat up.

“Yeah, we’re done, let’s go.”

The four began to walk away from the cafeteria as they chatted with one another. As she listened to Raquel speak about how she was possibly going to have a match against Nia next week, she then suddenly spotted Roman walking out the elevator along with Jimmy and Solo.

Part of her wanted to walk up to him, but she opted to look away and listen to Raquel speak and even chuckle in amusement. “Try to leave your make-up on her gear again, see how she’ll react.”

“Oh she’ll not like it. Trust me.” Shayna laughed as the four walked outside and went to Raquel’s rental car. “I’ll be the first one howling in laughter when that happens.”

“You gotta let Rhea deal with her next though.” Zoey told Raquel as they got inside the car. “Or- hold on, let Shayna deal with her.”

“Zoey, do you hate me that much?”

“Pft, no.”

Rhea was about to connect her phone to the car’s Bluetooth when Raquel beat her to it. “Nope, we’ll play mine today.” Rhea arched an eyebrow at that.

“Okay, Miss-Wants-To-Do-Everything, I see you.”

“It’s Monday, we gotta wake up.”

“Oh I know how to wake y’all up, hold on.” Zoey immediately rolled her window down before she crawled out and sat, pointing at Rhea and herself as she began to yell. “I want everyone here to look at us here, because we’re gonna beat the hell out of each other at Survivor-fucking-Series! WOO!”

“Oh my god—“ Rhea rubbed her face while Shayna laughed while Raquel chuckled and shook her head. Turning the engine on before she began to drive them away with Zoey crawling back inside the car. They were only five minutes away from their destination until Raquel had to head to the gas station to fill up the car’s tank. Shayna volunteered in doing so while Zoey went with her to buy something. Leaving both Raquel and Rhea inside the car.

“Hey Raq?”

“What?” Raquel asked as she was scrolling through her phone while Rhea spoke.

“Can you be honest with me? Brutally honest.”

“Yeah, sure, why?”

“… was I in the wrong for turning on Liv a year ago?”

Raquel lowered her phone at that as she remained silent for a few seconds before she spoke. “… look. Turning on her just to find your own way wasn’t the right way to go. I’ll admit it. You did her wrong.” She told her best friend. “If I were you, I would’ve ended things differently with her. You wanted to be successful, you wanted to become stronger- prove yourself, and I get that. But you didn’t have to hurt Liv in order to prove that.”

Rhea remained silent as she leaned back on her seat while Raquel turned to her. She then seemed to ponder before Raquel decided to speak. “But I had my fault in that too, Rhe Rhe. I did the same thing to you years ago. Which is why I really, really wanted to talk to you about all of this, along with Liv.”

“…”

“Rhea. We need to move on. All of us.”

“… I know.” She mumbled as she looked down. “I need to talk to her. And Dom. And possibly Reigns and—“

“Whoa slow down, just one at a time. Remember, you said you needed time, okay?”

“Raq, what if today’s my last day I get to live?”

“Oh please, don’t be dramatic—“

“I’m serious!” Rhea blurted out. “Just- okay, let’s say, if I was told and proven that my last day to live was today, what do you think would be the first thing I do?”

“Okay, one, you’re literally 27, you’re too young to die. You’re active, you’re healthy, and if someone tried to kill you then they wouldn’t even stand a chance to begin with.” Raquel scoffed. “And two, if you’re going to make amends, I’d say just talk to them separately. But please please give yourself a break too. You need it.”

“Yup! What she said!” They heard Zoey say as she got inside the car while Shayna was filling up the tank. “I don’t know what you guys are talking about but I agree.”

“¿Ya ves?” Raquel told Rhea. “Don’t overthink it, Rips. Everything’s going to be fine.”

“Guys, I don’t want to rush but I kinda need to go and train with Shayna in like thirty minutes.” Zoey said as she looked at the time on her phone.

“Well, tell Shayna to hurry.”

“Gotcha- Shayna, hurry your ass up, Rhea’s gonna be late for her meeting!”

“I’m almost done, damn!”

After Shayna was finished, she got back inside the car as she gave the fuel receipt to Raquel before she drove off with them.

“Call us when you’re done! We’ll meet back at the hotel to get ready!” Raquel called out from her car as Rhea walked away after bidding them goodbye.

“I will!”

She then watched as another car pulled over as soon as Raquel drove away. Standing near the building, she saw that it was Iyo and Damian as the latter was dropping him off. He gave her a quick kiss on the lips before he got out of the car as she drove away. Arching an eyebrow, she watched as he went up to her.

“So does this mean Bayley knows already?”

“Yeah well, about that… Dakota knows. And Kairi.” Damian told her as they both walked together inside the building. “Iyo wants to plan on telling Bayley today.”

“And you’re okay with it?”

“Well, just as long as Bayley doesn’t give me the stink eye, I think we’re good.” He simply said as he folded his hands inside his pockets before he turned to her. “And you? How have you been?”

“I’m fine, I guess.” Rhea told him as they both walked down the hall. “I mean, aside from feeling like crap… I’m okay.”

“Dom has been wanting to talk to you.” Damian stated to her. At that, she blinked as she turned to face him and stopped walking.

“He did?”

“Yeah. He asked me if it was the right thing to do. He didn’t know if he should either ignore you or settle things once and for all.” He said to her, “I told him you both should talk.”

“I’m probably gonna get a ‘I wouldn’t want us to talk again’ kind of thing.”

“Nah, you won’t.” Damián reassured her as she turned to face him.

“And how do you know that?”

“You’ll see. Oh, here they come.” He gestured behind her as they turned to see Finn and Dominik walk inside the building, along with the Bloodline as well.

“Sorry we’re late, traffic jam.” Finn said as he greeted the two with a fist bump.

“It’s all good man.”

“Yeah, you’re good. We only have fifteen minutes until the meeting.” Rhea reassured. Jimmy was then the next that came up to them as he also greeted them.

“Y’all ready for tonight? Cuz guess who just got permission to be your fourth member for War Games.” Jimmy said with a huge grin. At that, Finn, Damian, and Dom’s brows rose at the same time as they looked at him.

“Wait, for real?”

“But how- You’re on Smackdown—“

“Hey, our groups are officially gonna be 100% unified, remember?” The Uso twin told them. “We’re gonna be taking over Raw AND Smackdown soon!”

“Shit, you’re right.” Damián mumbled before a smile appeared on his face. “Well, we did prove that this deal did come in handy.”

“Hell yeah, Uce! Oh- by the way, should we come up with a new name? I don’t know, like I kinda don’t wanna ruin the whole vibe, you know what I’m saying?”

“Yeah, no, true,” Finn agreed. “But we should let Rhea and Roman decide that, we can talk about it more after the meeting—“

“Yeah, for sure—“

The group chatted amongst each other while Rhea also crossed her arms and leaned against the wall as she listened on. She then decided to take a seat to wait until they were called up for the meeting when Dom suddenly walked up and sat beside her.

“Hey…”

“Oh. Hey…” Rhea mumbled, looking at him momentarily before she looked down.

“… how have you been?” Dom was the first to ask while he also looked down on the floor. Another wave of guilt hit her yet again, knowing damn well that she should’ve been asking him that question instead, even though she already knew the answer to it.

“… I haven’t been doing well.” She mumbled as she leaned back on her seat. “It’s been…”

“I know.” Dom mumbled before he nodded in understanding. “Everything happened so fast and… we didn’t get the chance to properly talk about everything.”

At that, Rhea looked up at him while he seemed to think about what he wanted to tell her before he opened his mouth yet again. “Priest told me that… you had a mental breakdown after everything that happened at Crown Jewel.”

“What?” She blurted out as she blinked. “How did…?”

“Raquel told him. He was trying to check up on you, so he asked her.”

“Oh… right, yeah, that makes sense.”

“Yeah, well… anyways, I… I got worried.” He told her sincerely. “But I was also hurt, Rhea. I mean, if we’re going to be realistic here… you cheated on me. Twice.”

“And I would do anything to take it all back.” She told him while she swallowed back the knot that was forming in her throat. “I know that an apology isn’t going to fix this but… I don’t want us to end badly, Dom. I really don’t want you to…”

“To hate you?”

“… Yeah.”

She then closed her eyes after she gave her answer, still willing herself not to cry as Dom then spoke yet again.

“I don’t think I can even hate you right now, Rhea. It’s just…” Dom hesitated at first, pausing mid sentence before he took a deep breath. “… I don’t think it’s gonna work out between us this time. I think- I think we’re better off as friends. You have a lot to process and I need time too. But the last thing that I want you to think is that I’m gonna hate you. Because you’ve made it impossible for me to hate you.”

Rhea could only look down as he said this. Her urge to cry was still being held back as she took a deep breath which went noticed by him as he stood up with her.

“Hey, come here.” He told her softly as he embraced her while she also returned the hug. She pursed her lips together in a thin line as she tried her best not to cry right then and there. “I’m not mad anymore, okay? But… just know that this is for the better. We both deserve better. Even you.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I know.” He broke away slightly only to cup her face before he placed a hand on her shoulder. “But I’m not going to stop talking to you or anything, okay? Just because we’re breaking up, doesn’t mean that I’m going to leave Judgement Day- I mean, if we can even call it that at this point. We can still be friends, just like how we started off, remember?”

“Yeah… yeah.” She nodded while she gave him a sad, small smile, while he also returned it.

“Also… I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but,” He folded his hands inside his pocket. “Give the guy a chance.”

“Excuse me?”

“Roman. I'm talking about Roman, Rhea.”

“Oh, that’s not— I don’t think that—“

“Ahhhh come on, I’ve seen the way he looks at you.” He said as he chuckled. “You both stopped talking. Is there a reason why?”

“I uh… I asked him to give me space after everything that went down.” She told him as she folded her arms together. “It’s like you said, I have a lot to think about…”

“Well, if you want my advice, don’t overthink it.” Dom said to her as he patted her shoulder. “It’s gonna hurt your head a lot. Trust me, I know what it feels like.”

They both chuckled when they were suddenly called up for the meeting. At that, the group began to gather together as they made their way to Triple H’s office. At one point, Rhea suddenly tapped Dom’s shoulder.

“Hey Dom?”

“Yeah?”

“… thanks for choosing me to be in your life.”

Dom turned his head and smiled at that, before he placed an arm around her shoulders. “It’s something I won’t regret. Ever.”

She smiled at that before the two went to join the group as they all went inside the office. What Rhea didn’t know was that this could more than likely be the last conversation she would have with him.

7:00 PM

“Wait wait wait wait, WAIT.” Raquel immediately dragged Rhea to the corner of the locker room as they both looked around to make sure no one was listening. “Drew? As in THE Drew McIntyre?”

“Yeah, he’s gonna be the fifth member for war games.” Rhea whispered to her. “But don’t tell anyone.”

“Oh no, my lips are sealed, no worries.” She immediately told her before they both went inside the women’s bathroom. “But Drew? How did you—?”

“Well, he has beef with Jey for what he did back when he was in the Bloodline, and now even with Seth after losing at Crown Jewel, so.” Rhea explained to her as they checked themselves in the mirror. “And sure, he is aware that the Bloodline is allied with us, but he only wants this to be a temporary alliance just to get his payback, and that’s it.”

“Damn.” Raquel mumbled as she fixed her hair. “If it wasn’t because you had a title match against Zoey at Survivor Series…”

“What? What about it?”

“Well I mean, I’m glad you’re giving Zoey a chance and all, but I kinda wished you formed a group for War Games.”

“Seriously?”

“Well yeah, duh. It would be you, me, Zoey, Shayna, and maybe, just maybe—“ Their conversation was cut off when they heard the door open as they turned to see Liv walk in when she suddenly noticed the two and paused in her steps.

“Oh… I was looking for you.” Liv suddenly told Rhea. At that, Rhea looked at her while Raquel looked between the two.

“I’ll… leave you guys alone- but don’t beat each other up. Please.” She then walked away and left the bathroom as she closed the door. Rhea then sighed, placing both hands by the corner of the sink as she spoke.

“If you’re here to humiliate me even further—“

“No. No, I’m not here for that.” Liv immediately told her as she took a deep breath. “… I just want to talk. And look, we only have an hour before Raw starts, so we still have time to talk and decide if you really want to do this match or not, because if you don’t, then I’ll go to Pearce and call it off.”

The room was silent only for a few minutes as Rhea could gaze down at the sink. This gave Liv the opportunity to speak further as she went beside her.

“… I wish you would’ve spoken to me back then.” She mumbled as she also looked down at the sink. “I know you were struggling to reach the top and wanting to be the best, and I completely understand, because I was trying to do that too. But that wasn’t an excuse to hurt me or push me away.”

“…”

“I was going to make a plan to see you fail, to see you lose your championship and make you pay when I came back here after I got medically cleared, but… I couldn’t do it. Because I know I wouldn’t gain anything by watching you lose.”

“… you would just gain a title.”

At that, Liv scoffed. “Do you think I even care about that right now? I might be moved to Smackdown temporarily just for War Games to join Bianca’s team, I’m not going to have time to deal with you by then.” She mumbled. Her voice even cracked when she spoke. “I knew that deep down when you said that I was dead to you, you were lying. Because that’s your way to project, and it’s not okay. Not for you, at least.”

The taller woman listened to her as she kept gazing down before she looked up, letting out a sharp exhale before it was her turn to speak. “You’re right.” She whispered, before she decided to speak a bit more clearly. “I was… tired of feeling weak and vulnerable. I was tired of losing and I couldn’t no longer do it. And I know. I made the wrong approach. I should’ve done it differently. I should’ve spoken to you, I should’ve let you know in a more peaceful way that I was going to go my own way. And… and for that, I’m sorry.”

“… that’s all I ever wanted to hear all this time.” Liv mumbled. “I understand your perspective. But… even if the damage is already done and dusted, a part of me is wishing that you did speak to me back then. It would’ve been less painful if you did. I would’ve rather you let me down slowly than making me ask myself what I did to deserve all of this.”

The bathroom was silent yet again as Rhea couldn’t find the words to speak. Liv was debating on whether she should leave the bathroom or not as she was just about to walk out the door when Rhea stopped her.

“Don’t call off the match.”

“What?”

“You said you would have rather had us end things differently back then.” She told her as she finally faced her while Liv looked back at her. “So… No matter which one of us wins that match, I want to end it on good terms this time. No more stabs, no more fights… I want to end all of this in a truce.”

Liv’s face softened only slightly at that. Before she could speak, she suddenly heard her phone ring as she took it out of her pocket and looked at it. “Ah crap, I need to get ready. I need my makeup.” She put her phone back inside her pocket. “We can talk more after Raw ends, I’m kinda in a hurry.” She turned to walk away once more.

“Liv?”

“Yeah?” She turned her head to face Rhea as soon as her hand was placed around the doorknob.

“It… wouldn’t also hurt to start all over again. After the match, as friends. If that’s okay with you.”

Liv looked at her momentarily before she also looked down, pondering until she made her choice as she glanced back at her. “I’ll give you my answer after Raw.” With that, she opened the door and walked away while Rhea stood there. She then saw as Raquel went in, looking a bit surprised as she blinked at her.

“That went… different than I expected it would.”

“Yeah… it did.” She mumbled.

“You okay though?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” Rhea reassured her with a small smile before she also looked at the time. “I need to gather with the boys. You need anything before I leave?”

“No, I’m good. I’m just gonna go hang out with Zoey and Shayna, but if you need anything, just come down to us.”

“Will do.” With that, both women left the bathroom, closing the door behind them before they went their separate ways with Rhea deciding to meet up with her crew at their locker room, along with the Bloodline who were also there as well.

Soon enough, Monday Night Raw had just begun. Damian, Finn, Dom, and Jimmy were just getting themselves ready to interrupt Cody, Jey, Sami, and Seth’s segment as the group watched from the TV inside the locker room when suddenly, a Pyro went off in the background. Which somewhat confused the group and even made Dom yelp a bit in his spot.

“Hey, now, come on,” Sami had spoken as he chuckled, almost as an attempt to calm the audience around the arena. “I know this is an exciting thing but—“

He was cut off when the Pyro still went off once again. This time, the group grew even more confused.

“Hey, what’s the deal with tech lately? Are they seeing this?” Damian asked as he blinked.

“The real question is, are they even triggering those things in the first place?”

“Uh, can we get someone to check on these things? They’re not supposed to go off…” Sami’s uneasy voice was heard through the screen.

“Yeah man, Cody and I haven’t won back the tag titles yet, relax.” A nervous chuckle could also be heard from Jey. The group didn’t care much about Jey’s comment as they watched until another Pyro went off in the background.

“Dude what the hell—“ Suddenly, from the entrance backstage, they could see a small source of fire beginning to form, right where the Pyro was going off lately. At that, the audience began to panic which was noticed by the four superstars in the ring. Cody then began to call out for help as a group from maintenance immediately came down to shut off the fire when suddenly, from the top of the ceiling, another Pyro had gone off as well and even started to catch fire. Another which was near the ring did the same, startling the four wrestlers, the audience, as well as the locker room.

“Everyone out! Now!” They could all hear Pearce’s voice call out through the screen. “Everyone step away from the arena asap in a orderly manner, there will be officials and security escorting you all out—“

“Guys I smell smoke—“ Dom immediately said as he sat.

“What the fuck is happening—“

“Guys we have to go.” Rhea urged the group as she gathered her things. “Now!”

Without any questions, they all began to immediately leave the locker room, taking all of their stuff with them, such as their bags, belts, and including Damian’s briefcase. When they passed by the entrance through the arena, they saw that the fire was beginning to slowly grow due to the pyro having malfunctioned, urging them to run faster until other superstars also joined in. It was a heavy and large crowd, all of them urgently going through the parking area as soon as they left backstage. Some of them walked all the way to the front of the building to start gathering while others just went into their cars to do so. When they arrived, everyone grouped up along with the audience that were present that night for the show.

“The hell was that all about—?!” Miz’s voice asked through the crowd.

“Don’t know, but I’m being told that Pearce is contacting Triple H and that the fire squad should be on their way.” Cody stated, causing a bewildered reaction from a few of the gathered superstars.

“Fire squad? Wait— is the fire—?”

“Apparently it’s going to get worse. The other pyros within the arena and hanging from the ceiling also started to malfunction as soon as everyone began to be escorted out the building.”

“What the fuck…” Becky was the one to blurt out that comment at her husband’s explanation.

“Well, at least everyone’s out, right?” Indi’s voice also came through the crowd as everyone looked around. Making sure that everyone was present and that they were all okay.

Rhea looked around, just as soon as she made sure her group was okay, with the addition of Raquel, Zoey, and Shayna. Everyone was too busy checking on each other, but there was one thing that Rhea couldn’t hear nor notice among the crowd. Something felt off. Something was wrong.

Liv was nowhere to be seen.

She suddenly paused as she looked around before she glanced back at the building. The last time she saw Liv was her leaving the women’s bathroom to grab her makeup and gear to get ready. After that, she didn’t see her again. And it’s been fifteen minutes since they all evacuated the building and the fire was more than likely starting to get worse and—

No...

Liv was still inside.

Once again she looked around, noting how the crowd didn’t take any notice of Liv nor was her name even uttered by any of them. At that, panic began to settle in as she looked between the crowd, then the building. The fire squad wasn’t still here, and the fire is probably going to take up the entire building at this rate…

Why wasn’t anyone even wondering where she was?!

She looked down at the purple bandana that hung from her pocket before she took it in her hand. An idea came to her as she looked at it, before she glanced up at the building, then back at the crowd, who were yet again all still discussing about how the hell the fire even happened. They were too busy still talking about a bunch of nonsense when they should be focusing on the only missing person among their group. And because of that, she made her choice.

Making sure the group didn’t cast a glance at her, she went through the crowd unnoticed as she placed the bandana on the lower side of her face, covering only her mouth and nose, before she managed to find a way inside the building where no one could spot her.

She had to get Liv out of there.

Because if she didn’t, no one else was, and it would be too late.

She almost cried out as she attempted to lift herself, only for her left leg to still be stuck underneath the large chest that was also buried by a large amount of iron poles and other heavy objects that had fallen when the fire began to worsen. She coughed, the smell of smoke overwhelming her as she was trying her best to break free. Liv turned slightly just to place both hands on her trapped leg in an attempt to pull it out, but not even her own strength allowed her to do so. She braced her hands on the floor, trying to support herself and avoid fainting from all the smoke inhalation. It’s been already twenty minutes since the fire had begun to spread around the building and she was still trapped backstage.

Now, the fire was growing worse and it would only be a matter of time until the smoke would make her breathing become even more difficult or until she was burned alive.

“Help! HELP!” Liv cried out. “Somebody help! Please!”

She coughed, the smoke still overwhelming her, tears running down her cheeks as she struggled to get out. She then looked up and more panic settled in when she saw the fire beginning to grow worse

“HELP! SOMEONE! PLEASE!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. Using her other leg in an attempt to push the chest away.

“LIV!”

At the voice, Liv immediately stopped as her eyes widened. Abruptly, she turned her head to the source of the voice as she saw none other than Rhea running up to her, a bandana covering the lower part of her face. Immediately, she removed her own bandana and placed it around Liv’s lower half of her face instead.

“No, Rhea— wait, don’t do that—!”

“I’m getting you out, just hang on.” Rhea immediately said as she looked and analyzed the situation before her, seeing how Liv’s left leg was stuck underneath the large chest and cluster of iron poles. She then looked at the direction to where the smoke was coming from the fire nearby before she decided to immediately act, taking out all the poles at a rapid pace.

“Rhea— Rhea, you need to cover yourself—“

“I’ll be fine, just focus on getting you out of here okay?!” Rhea blurted out.

“But—!”

“Damn it Liv, I’m not leaving you all alone here!” She yelled once again. “I’m not letting you die on my watch. We’re gonna get out of here alive, you understand me?!”

Liv watched as Rhea began to remove every heavy object on top of the chest immediately. Five more minutes had already passed until all the objects from the chest had been removed. Using all her strength, Rhea grunted as she began to lift and push the heavy chest away until she was able to free Liv’s leg. When she attempted to move it, Liv almost cried out in pain. Her leg had been fractured from her fall as well as from the damage that it took from all the heavy objects that had fallen underneath it. At that, Rhea didn’t hesitate as she helped Liv up, placing the smaller woman's arm around her shoulders for support while she held Liv’s waist. When Liv realized that the fire was getting worse yet again, she turned to Rhea.

“Rhea we need to go—“

“I know—“ She said as she helped Liv, the two of them rushing off with Liv using her good leg as support. The fire around them didn’t help much as the path was already unrecognizable at this rate, but still, Rhea was more than determined to get Liv out of there.

Even if it was the last thing that she did.

Ten more minutes had passed, the two trying to find an exit as they looked around and tried to dodge the fire as much as they could. However, Liv suddenly paused when she heard Rhea cough and turned to her.

“Rhea, wear this—“ She was about to take off the bandana when Rhea stopped her.

“No- don’t.” Her voice sounded a bit raspy. “You’ve been here longer than me.”

“Rhea, you’re barely breathing.” Liv insisted. “Please just wear it—“

“No, Livie— I’m fine…” She insisted as she grunted and still kept dragging the two of them out.

However, Liv was right. Because of all the force Rhea had used back when she was freeing her and because of the smoke inhalation, Rhea was barely even taking a minute to breathe. She was only focusing on freeing Liv that she didn’t even care about herself in the first place. And now because she didn’t have any protection, she was inhaling more smoke. And that wasn’t a good sign.

Five more minutes had passed. Rhea and Liv were moments away from looking for an exit when the taller woman’s pace began to slow down.

“Rhea?” Liv turned to look at her in concern. “Rhea, what’s wrong?”

“I…” Rhea didn’t had time to process as she began to see her vision blurry. At that moment, she began to focus on trying to find her breathing after not being able to for a long time.

But she was too late.

She passed out.

“Rhea? RHEA!?” Liv fell down on the floor along with Rhea’ unconscious body. She began to panic immediately and tried to wake her up.

“Rhe Rhe wake up! I need you to wake up!” She shook Rhea's body, “Please! We can start over okay? We can but for that I need you to wake up!” Liv checked for a pulse but it was mild. She realized that Rhea wasn’t going to wake up and began to scream for help in hopes that someone would hear her.

“The fire squad is on the way in a minute.” Pearce announced, walking back to the group of superstars as he carried a clipboard with him while they stood away from the building. “Now, I want to make sure that we’re all here, okay? I know it’s been a while since we evacuated but we need to make sure that everyone’s here.”

“About time.” Damian scoffed through the crowd as everyone looked around while talking amongst themselves, all the while Adam kept verifying and double checking that everyone was there.

Suddenly, Raquel looked concerned as she looked around. Her eyes tried to scan through the crowd when realization dawned on her.

What she said next made everyone immediately pause what they were doing and turn to face her.

“Where’s Liv and Rhea?”

Everyone went silent as they all looked around. “Wait, Rhea, she was with us earlier…” Damian trailed off as he shared a look with Dom, Finn, Jimmy, Solo, Paul, and Roman. “… wasn’t she?”

“Yeah she was but—“ Finn paused mid sentence as he pondered. “We looked away for a second—“

“”A second?” Raquel blurted out. “What about Liv? Has anyone seen her? Anyone? Someone?”

“The last time I saw her she was heading to the bathroom to get herself ready before the fire started and—“ Indi also paused mid sentence before she realized. At that, everyone shared a look as they all froze.

“Liv is still inside.”

“No…”

“Fuck.”

“Can you get the paramedics and the fire squad to hurry up?!” Seth yelled at Pearce. “Someone is stuck in there, it’s been thirty minutes!”

“Seth, I am doing everything I can.” Pearce told him calmly. “The fire squad will be here any second and I will be in touch with the paramedics asap and—“

“Rhea.” Dom suddenly interrupted. “She was with us here a few minutes ago. She’s not here anymore, where is she?”

“Did someone see her go somewhere else?”

“Someone try calling her, quick.” Out of everyone in the group, Damian was the first to reach for his phone and call Rhea’s. He began to call her when suddenly, they heard the faint sound of a phone ringing from afar. Everyone began to look around for the source of the noise until Roman was the first to detect it. He saw a phone laying on the ground several feet away from the building. At that, he grew wary as he went up to grab it when the others noticed.

He picked the phone up and when he did, he realized whose phone this was as Damian was the one calling it.

It was Rhea’s.

“Uce?” Jimmy called out. “Uce, what’s that?”

Slowly, Roman turned and walked back to the group as he had Rhea’s phone in hand and showed it to them. At that, Damian hung up, looking at the phone, then at Roman as they shared a look. “She dropped her phone—“

“She’s inside, she went after Liv…” Raquel suddenly spoke, dread suddenly filling her as she ran a hand through her hair.

“What? Rhea going after Liv?”

“Come on Raquel, that’s impossible, she wouldn’t—“

“Yes, she fucking would, Jey!” Raquel snapped at the other Uso twin.

“If she went after Liv then that means—“ Zoey was cut off when they all suddenly saw Roman approach Pearce.

“Pearce, how long until they get here?”

“Roman, I need you to stay put and—“

“I don’t give a fuck, when are they getting here?”

“Look- guys, we don’t know for sure if Rhea just either left or if she actually went in.” Cody tried to be the voice of reason. At that, Roman turned to face him. “Let’s just all calm down and—“

“Cody, you realize that no one was watching Rhea the past thirty damn minutes since we left the building?”

“I understand Roman, but—“

“No one was watching her, no one. If she was leaving, she would’ve fucking told us. But like Raquel said, if Liv is stuck in the building, Rhea would’ve gone after her.”

“Oh no.” Becky mumbled, her and her husband sharing a look before they looked at the building. “Oh no, what was that lass thinking—“

“Fuck— Reigns is right.” Damian said as he paced around before he looked at Pearce. “Pearce- can’t you just fucking rush these paramedics?”

“Damian, I’ve done all I can. For now we need to wait and… hope for them to get out safely.”

“Well, I’m not.” Roman suddenly said before he began to walk away. At that, everyone grew alarmed.

“Roman, where are you going?!”

“Hey, HEY! Roman!”

“Uce, don’t do this—“ Jimmy tried to stop his cousin as he tried to grab his arm but Roman shoved it away. He ignored every attempt from everyone stopping him as he walked straight towards the building. Suddenly, from the group, Dom was the next to walk away after Damian tried to stop him as well.

“Roman, wait!” He called out as he caught up to him and made him pause, taking out two purple bandanas from his pocket as he gave one to him. “Wear this. I’m going in with you.”

Roman stared at him for a few seconds, then at the cloth that he held. Without any questions or comments, he simply took it. Both of them wearing the piece of cloths on the lower half of their faces before they barged inside the building.

“Rhea please…” Liv almost choked out, trying her best to wake Rhea up. Liv had dragged them both away from the fire and somewhere safe within the building where the fire still didn’t reach them. However, the smoke was still around the building, which didn’t help Rhea as she was unable to wake up. Liv couldn’t do much as she had only dragged the two of them across the floor due to her injured leg.

“I need you right now, Rhea. Please.” Tears fell from her eyes. “You can’t die on me. Please. Please.”

She sat with her injured leg stretched on the floor while she held Rhea’s head on her lap. Looking up, she yelled once again, clinging onto the last bit of hope that she had.

“Help! HELP! SOMEONE HELP US! PLEASE!”

“Liv?!” She suddenly heard a male voice, and she turned her head to see two figures rush towards them.

Dom and Roman.

“Guys— help—!” She cried out as she tried to sit up straight, but cried out in pain as her injured leg protested yet again.

When the two noticed that she protested in pain due to her leg as they got closer, they also noticed Rhea unconscious in her arms and froze right then and there.

“No…”

“I— she barely had a pulse right now— it-it’s faint...” Liv choked out as she desperately tried to explain. “She- she went here to find me, I tried to tell her to cover herself but she wouldn’t listen, I was stuck in a rubble, she took me out of it, she was barely even breathing even when she tried to get me out of her and—and—“

She was cut off when the two men immediately knelt down both in front of them, Roman checking for a pulse on Rhea while Dominik went to assist Liv as he helped her up. At one point, Roman also noticed that Rhea’s pulse was faint. Wasting no time, he immediately carried her in his arms as he looked at Dom and Liv.

“Let’s get out of here.”

The paramedics and fire squad had arrived by the time the four were out of the building. At the sight of Rhea unconscious and in Roman’s arms, Damian and Raquel were the first ones to rush towards them along with the paramedics with Finn, Jimmy, and Solo trailing behind them. The other superstars also paused what they were doing as they looked, and many of them were shocked by what they saw.

The paramedics immediately carried two stretchers, one for Liv, and the other for Rhea. They had Roman place Rhea on the stretcher while Liv had some assistance in being placed on hers.

“What happened?” Damian immediately asked as they followed the group. “Reigns, Dom, what the hell happene—“

“I feel a faint pulse, her airway could be clogged.” One of the paramedics called out as they were treating Rhea. “How long has she been inside the building?”

“T-twenty minutes.” Liv said.

“She’ll need to be rushed to the hospital, her airway is more than likely compromised due to the smoke inhalation.”

“What?!”

“Compromised—? Is she going to be alright—?“ Raquel tried to ask as they followed the paramedics to the ambulances.

“Ma’am, we don’t know yet, but we need to rush her to the hospital asap. If we waste another minute, she’ll die.”

This was loud enough for everyone to hear. They could only watch as the paramedics immediately made their last preparations to transport Liv and Rhea to the hospital before getting them inside the ambulances. Without a word, Roman decided to follow along with Rhea until one of the paramedics stopped him.

“Sir— what is your relation to her?”

Roman paused as he looked at the paramedic, not even noticing that everyone’s attention was set on him as they all watched.

Raquel, Dom, Finn, Jimmy, Solo, and Damian were the ones to approach beside Roman. “We’re her friends- if it’s possible if we can—“

“Yes, but only two people can go in with her, I’m afraid. There’s not enough space.”

“You guys can go, we’ll follow.” Dom told Roman and Raquel. At that, Raquel nodded as her and Roman got inside the ambulance along with Rhea before they all left.

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Chapter Seven of Addicted.

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Cody finally fucking did it. He beat Roman Reigns for the Undisputed WWE Championship. He was surrounded by love from everyone, Rhea even running to hug him when the cameras went off.

Roman on the other hand felt like his world was crumbling. Watching Seth go out there and attempt to even help Cody broke him, which caused him to hit Seth with the chair. He didn’t want to but god he was pissed and didn’t know how to handle his emotions. Giving Paul a long hug after he walked up the ramp, Roman headed off to his locker room.

“Get out.” Roman told Solo and Jimmy sternly, who had already showed up after the match ended. They could tell someone was completely off and silently left, flinching as the door shut and items were thrown.

Romans world was crashing down right before him and he couldn’t even do anything about it. His title was taken from him and Seth betrayed his promise. Suddenly a knock was on his door, making him slowly walk over and open it.

“Ro..”

“I don’t want to hear it Seth.”

“Ro please-” Seth was cut off as he was shoved and the door was shut in his face, Rhea catching the whole thing. She walked over to Seth and gently caressed his shoulder, the tears breaking from his eyes almost instantly.

He knew he made a promise, he just didn’t know the consequences. He promised Roman he wouldn’t show up, yet he did. And he used the one thing Roman hated against him, the shield.

“Seth..look I heard the whole thing, I promise it’ll be fi-”

“It won’t be fine. I made a promise to him and..I broke it” he confessed through tears, bringing his knees to his chest. He suddenly froze when he heard a loud bang from inside Romans locker room.

Jumping quick to his feet, he ran to the door and banged on it. Rhea followed behind him, attempting to get the door open. Nobody knows what the noise could’ve been and lord they didn’t want to know. Jey heard the commotion and rushed over, banging on the door.

“UCE! OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR” he choked out, getting slightly frustrated and emotional. Finally Damian ran over with some pliers, prying the door open.

Seth’s heart sank, seeing Roman so emotionally distraught on the floor. He was a crying mess, things all over the room as he sat there bawling. After everything he worked for and built.. it was taken from him in a split second. Rhea was the first person to walk over to him, checking his figure for any cuts or bruises.

“Ro..c'mon let’s get you to the room ok?” Rhea spoke softly, reaching to grab his phone. She saw 15 missed calls from none other than Jon Moxley. Rhea didn’t say anything as she stood up, grabbing Roman’s hand to help him stand. Roman stood there quietly as he held onto Rhea, limping his way out of the locker room.

. . . .

“Roman I understand that but please.. You have to talk to him at some point” Rhea told Roman, patching up a small cut on his leg caused by him throwing glass at the wall. “I know Rhea..i..it really hurt me” Roman stammered out through tears starting to form. Rhea shushed him and gently wiped his eyes which made him smile.

He sighed and leaned back against the pillows, feeling himself grow tired. Rhea pressed a soft kiss on Romans forehead, “Get some rest Ro. Call Mox in the morning and please talk to Seth. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Rhea told him as she stood up off the bed, smiling at him one last time before walking out his door.

Reality finally set in for Roman. He was alone. No Seth, no Jey, hell not even Dean. He lost his title and lost himself in the process, but he was happy for Cody deep down. He rolled over and grabbed his phone, deciding to call Dean. He answered almost immediately, just wanting to hear Roman’s voice.

“Hey RoRo you ok man? Look I saw the whole thing and -“

“It’s fine..Dede it’s really fine.” there was a small pause.

“Dean..please just tell me I still have you.”

This broke Dean. Completely shattered his heart. Roman felt so alone in this moment and all he needed was him.

“Yes Ro..you still have me and always will.” he spoke, trying not to break down into tears. Roman smiled to himself hearing these words, he just wanted to hug him.

“Look um.. whenever you’re free, can we go out? Like a date?” Roman asked, relaxing against the covers of the bed.

“Of course Ro, I’ll text you” Dean responded. It was like Roman could hear him smiling.

They continued a small conversation before Roman hung up, turning to his side to switch the light off. It’ll all get better.

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Can you please write reader x Jey Uso where she flinches or gets scared when something happens like she breaks something and he comforts her please? Cause he didn’t know she was in an abusive relationship

jey uso x reader

‼️past abusive relationship

who did this?

you didn’t mean to break the glass. it just slipped from your hand while you were taking it from the shelf and instead of catching it on time, it just landed on the floor, going in thousand of pieces.

“what was that?” you heard your boyfriend jey screaming from the living room.

“uhm…nothing don’t worry about it” you said quickly but jey wasn’t having any of it as you found him in front of you right in the kitchen.

“oh jeez…be careful with that…” he said when he saw the broken pieces of the glass all over the floor.

“i promise i’ll clean it up right now…you can go back lay down, i’ll take care of it” you started talking fast and jey immediately knew something was wrong.

“it’s okay babe, it’s just a glass” he said, not understanding while you were worrying this much over a simple glass.

“i know but…i’ll take of it i promise…i just - why don’t you go back on the couch, i’ll clean everything in just a few seconds…” you felt anxiety rising. you didn’t know why you were reacting that way, you didn’t need to react that way with jey but old memories came to your mind. the times you used to break something or do or say something inappropriate, you always ended up with some bruises and you didn’t want it to happen with jey too.

“is everything okay love?” he asked taking a step toward you.

you immediately closed your eyes, preparing yourself for a slap or a push but it never came. you felt his warm hand over your cheek, gently wiping your tear away. you didn’t mean to but when you felt his hand on your face, you immediately flinched, alerting jey that something was more than wrong.

he didn’t know about your past, no one knew. it was something you just wanted to hide and keep it hidden. it was something that you were ashamed of, something you wanted to erase from your memory but couldn’t.

“who did this?” he asked. you knew what he was taking about but pretended you didn’t know.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about” you said.

“babe…i’m not stupid, who did this?” of course he wasn’t. he wasn’t stupid. he was worried about you. about how you flinched before, about how you cried when he walked towards you. about how scared you looked and the last thing he wanted was to have the girl he loved scared of him “was it your ex?” he asked but you flinched just at the memory of him in your head.

that was the answer he needed.

“i’m sorry…i didn’t mean to break the glass…” you kept apologising.

“fuck the glass baby…can you please open your eyes? it’s just me and i’m not going to hurt you…” he spoke softly, seeing how terrified you were.

you slowly opened your eyes and saw that there was just jey standing in front of you. not your ex, but jey.

“i’m sorry…” you apologised again.

“stop apologising baby, come here” he engulfed you in his big arms and let you cry all your tears.

when you calmed down he helped you sitting on the couch and gave you a glass of water.

“do you wanna talk about it baby?” he asked. he wanted to know more about your past since he knew nothing but at the same time he was scared of what you may say because he loved you too much and he couldn’t handle the idea of you being hurt and scared by someone you thought you loved.

“not really…” you whispered.

there was a reason why you never told jey. you didn’t want your past to define you. you just wanted be free.

“it’s okay…you can talk to me anytime you want…” he took a deep breath because inside of him he was fuming, he was really mad and he swore he wanted to punch your ex in the face “…did it happen often? over something silly like a broken glass?” he asked curiously. he didn’t want to overstep. he just wanted to know if there was something in particular that maybe was going to trigger you.

“over a broken glass…over a bad day at work…anything would made him go mad…if i spoke to much, if i spoke too less, if i laughed too hard, if i wasn’t nice with his friends, if i just wanted to hang out with my friends…if dinner wasn’t ready on time, little things made him crazy and he - he just acted like a fool…i handled it till i couldn’t anymore…” you looked at him in the eyes and felt a few tears coming out from yours.

“i’m so sorry you had to go through that baby…i’m really sorry, it shouldn’t have happened to you, but i can promise you that no one will hurt you now, you’re safe here with me…” he hugged you once again and helped you sat on his lap.

“jey what about the broken glass? it’s still on the floor…i should go clean it up”

“don’t care right now…it’s just glass and it won’t move from the floor…i’ll take care of it, you don’t have to worry about it” he whispered kissing your forehead. he knew you two had a lot of work to do together, he wanted to help you heal and he promised himself that he was going to be there for you in any moment of your life.

for the first time in your life you felt safe in someone’s arms. for the first time you felt like they were meant to protect you and not hurt you. for the first time in your life you felt safe.

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All Falls Down - Chapter 5

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Josh stared down at his phone. He blinked a couple of times before going to look at her location to find that she had stopped sharing it with him. “What the fuck.” He muttered before trying to call her again and grunting in frustration when his call went unanswered.

He went to instagram and pulled up Kiyana’s instagram, instantly getting irritated at what he saw.

Who the fuck is that? He asked himself, staring down at the picture of his wife pouring a shot into some strange ass man's mouth. And by the smug look on Samara’s face he knew she posted it because she knew he would see it. He took a closer look at the background and immediately knew where she was at.

He went to grab his car keys off of the hook by the garage door but did a double take as something on the console table caught his eye. He picked up her wedding ring and like a zombie, walked back into the living room and plopped down on the couch next to his mom.

She wanted him to find it. she wanted him to know that she was out tonight without her wedding ring. She wanted him to hurt and she had succeeded.

After Samara had hung up on Josh, she had taken Kiyana’s phone and put it in her own purse. Key didn’t need her night ruined from Josh calling her all night.

Kiyana had just stumbled back over to the section after dancing with Malik again and plopped herself down on the couch next to Joe. She wasn’t drunk, but she was definitely on as fuck. “You have fun?” Joe asked, his deep voice right by her ear making her shiver. She nodded her head. He had been trying to test the waters all night. Rubbing on her exposed thighs, placing his hand on her lower back as they walked over to the bar and waited to be served. Joe did not give a single fuck that Kiyana was married to Josh, never did.

Kiyana was supposed to be his. He was going to ask her out during their lunch period way back in 10th grade but that dumb fuck of an English teacher gave him detention. You could only imagine the anger that coursed through Joe’s veins once he found out that Josh had beaten him to the punch. The same Josh who never showed one ounce of interest in Kiyana. So now that Josh had fucked up, Joe wasn’t wasting anymore time.

“Yeah, my feet are killing me though.” She whined, staring down at her feet that were encased in a pair of 6-inch heels that Samara basically forced her to wear.

“I bet they do.” He chuckled, placing one of his hands on her thigh, he scooted closer to her and leaned in to whisper “Your husband know you out here in this tiny ass dress?” as he slid his hand up her thigh until it reached the hem and gave it a little tug.

“Nope, and I honestly don’t give a fuck if he did .” She whispered back, giggling when Joe raised an eyebrow at her. “Did you know he cheated on me?” She scoffed, leaning forward to grab one of the blue shots from the table, downing it before reaching for another.

“What?” Joe gasped mockingly, covering his mouth with his hand. “Forreal? That’s wild baby girl.” Kiyana rolled her eyes and pursed her lips.

“Yup.” She scowled. “With some bitch y’all work with.”

“I’ve always said he wasn’t too bright. I mean who would cheat on you?” He asked, rubbing on her thigh. “The way you held him down for twenty-three years and that's how he repays you.” He clicked his tongue and shook his head. “It’s fucked up.” He finished and she nodded her head.

“It is fucked up.” She sighed and looked down at her left hand, frowning at the absence of her wedding ring. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before opening them and plastering a smile on her face. “I didn’t come here to think or talk about Josh. I came here to have fun, and that’s what I'm going to do.” She said before standing up from the couch, grabbing Joe’s hand and pulling him towards the dance floor.

They danced to about two and a half songs before Kiyana told him that she wanted another drink. So he nodded and followed behind her to the bar.

This was the perfect opportunity for him. He stood behind her, caging her in between his body and the bar. He waited until the person next to them got their drink and walked away to strike.

“You ever think about what we did on graduation night?” Joe whispered to her. Kiyana inhaled a deep breath and met his eyes in the mirror in front of them. She would be lying if she said she didn’t. She had thought about it plenty of times. Joe smirked then placed a kiss on her neck. “Mmhmm.” He hummed. “You remember, don't you. Sweetest pussy I ever put my mouth on” He whispered, sliding his hands from her waist to the top of her thighs.

“Joe.” She moaned as he trailed his fingers under her dress. He arched his eyebrow at her when he felt that she had on no panties.

“I got you.” He mumbled, placing kisses up and down her neck. “Let me take care of you.” She let out another moan as he slipped his middle finger inside of her. “Shit, you soaked baby girl.”

Her hand shot up to grab his wrist when he added another finger. Their eyes met in the mirror and Joe smirked at the blissed out look on her face. “Fuck i’m boutta cum.” She moaned, closing her eyes. Joe started placing kisses on her neck again, pumping his fingers into her faster.

“Go ‘head baby, cum on my fingers.” His thumb now flickering over her clit. Kiyana bit hip lip to stifle her moans as she came, her nails leaving indents on his wrist.

“Fuck” She muttered as she met his eyes in the mirror again. She watched as he pulled his hand out from under her dress and brought it to his mouth. Her jaw went slack as he put his finger in his mouth and closed his eyes like he was savoring the taste.

Mmhm, just like I remember.” He cupped her jaw and turned her head to face him, capturing her lips with his in a slow kiss.

“What the fuck.” She whispered once the broke apart. Joe chuckled before placing another kiss on her lips then flagged down the bartender which she was grateful for, because she really needed that drink now.

okay Joe i see you 👀

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All over Instagram | J.U

Summary: It’s been about 2 days since you last saw Jey, and now a small situation that was on Twitter has seemed to spread.

Pairings: Joshua Fatu {Jey Uso} x fem!reader || established relationship

Warnings: flashback, “cheating” scandal, rumors, long distance, emotional conversation, stubborn!Jey, uses real and nicknames, face grabbing, p-in-v (unprotected), multi!orgasms, shower!sex, 69, they just being filthy… NOT EDITED

Word count: 2856 (long)

Ratings: Angst, Fluff, Smut | 18+

A/N: y’all in the comments of All over Twitter | J.U had me cracking up!! So here’s part two since y’all loved the last one 🩵🩵

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[Flashback]

“Omg, Thank you so much for coming!” clapping happily as Jimmy pulls up to the venue you asked him to view with you, it was about 8pm and you wanted to see how it would look inside with the skylight roof. “You know I got you sis, plus I know uce like the back of my hand.” Jimmy hugs you once he exits his car, heading inside with the key the owner gave you.

The inside was beautiful especially with the sky being practically night but still a bit light out. The moon shining bright through the skylight, letting the marble floor glisten and the walls darken around.

You guys were there about 30 minutes taking small notes and measurements for the plan you were setting up, “I like the red because it’ll look really pretty under the lighting that I’m getting, but I’m not sure about the black.” You reply, as Jimmy mentioned the color scheme. Looking around the room again to get the feel for it, “Too dark.” He nods before thinking of some other colors to make the room pop.

“What about silver, red, white? I mean it’s simple it’ll make the room sparkle…” Perking up happily as Jimmy side glances at your mention of sparkles. “Girl. Sparkles, really?” His facial expression making you burst into laughter. “It’s my anniversary too!” giggling before writing down the idea in your notebook as a reminder to send to the interior designer after getting your own perspective of the room.

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It’s now 9:40pm, both of you have viewed the entire venue and included things that you needed to buy or fix up before the surprise. Jimmy was a great help, especially with the measurements or telling you about small cultural details to add to the venue to make it more special. You couldn’t have chosen a better person to help with the surprise anniversary party you wanted to throw for Jey.

“Alright now, get home safe.” Jimmy hugs you once you declare the work finished, “You too! And thank you so much for the help again.” Grinning at tonight’s success as you lock the door and put the key in your purse. “Say Hi to Trin for me too!” You call out before getting into your car and putting your address into the gps. He gives me a thumbs up, pulling out of the parking lot quickly to get home to his girl.

[Present]

You haven’t seen Jey in 2 days, and every time you tried to call him, the call would decline, and he’ll text back “What were y’all doin?”. You called Jimmy (and Trin) to tell them what happened with Jey, at first you were relieved when Jimmy mentioned how he could call him and fix it.

That was until when he did call, Jey picked up quickly before saying “Fuck you,” and hanging up just before Jimmy could even get a word in. Should’ve known though, because his dramatics used to be one of your favorite things about him, it would make you laugh or just lighten the room, but as of now it’s doing the exact opposite.

So, you decided to wait until Summerslam to try to message him again, an even worse decision as Jimmy goes out and betrays him that same night.

Watching your phone go from hundreds of mentions on social media to thousands in a matter of seconds, the fans were never merciful with those who they don’t like, and they sure don’t like you right now.

“Just pick up and be an adult.” You practically yell at your phone as you call Jey right after the PPV is over, the rings now being impeded into your brain as you listen to them play repeatedly.

Ik you see my calls so just answer them 🙄

I didn’t want to call you earlier and I don’t want to call you now 🤨

Joshua. Literally answer, we need to talk abt this

We can talk in person.

Our flight is at 11pm

Okay be safe 💗

Seen

He got home last night but didn’t say a word as he unpacked and got into bed. If anything, Jey was so silent that you didn’t even realize he was home until you felt the bed shift.

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The next morning, you were up preparing breakfast for the kids before they headed off to school. Leaving you and Jey in the house alone. The house that was once filled with soft laughter, or just interesting conversations, is now completely silent and cold.

You understand him, you know how he acts and why he does it. You were just hoping he wouldn’t be that way with you, “Josh… can we talk now?” voice barely above a whisper when you walk back into your shared bedroom. His eyes shooting up to make eye contact with yours as he sits against the headboard on his phone, “Yup.” Jey’s voice monotone as he looks back down at his phone.

Letting out a soft sigh at his attitude, unconsciously speeding towards the distant man, missing his warmth and comfort. “Do you really think I cheated?” getting straight to the point, you understood what the public thought, but you wanted to know if Jey truly believed it. Jey’s gaze caressing over your body before coming back up to your eyes, hurt visible inside of them, a loud huff leaving his nose as he drops his phone into his lap.

“I want to say no, but something in the back of my mind is saying otherwise.” He expresses lowly, his gaze not easing up as your own softens. “You believe that I would cheat on you. With you brother?” eye contact now separating as he looks down at his hands, “I would never, I could never do that to you or myself.” Your voice delicate as all your pent-up emotions seem to leak through your words.

Your words were never second guessed to Jey, even when he has the underlying thoughts of what people say. “I know…” is all he could muster up to tell you, this wasn’t a conversation that he ever though he would have to have with you.

“I don’t think you do. You left me.” His heart breaking at those words, he doesn’t like this feeling. Especially since it’s coming from the only other person that he knew would protect him with all their might. “I-I’m sorry. I’ll prove it to you, I’ll do anything. I’m sorry.” His voice cracking as he pleads to you desperately, he couldn’t imagine not being with you, not knowing that you’ll be there when he gets home.

“Then prove it.” Your voice quiet compared to Jey’s harsh breaths. “I’ll do anything, whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it.” His eyes falling onto yours, the desperate pleads starting to mumble together as you watch the different emotions flash in his intense gaze.

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“I told you; I’ll do anything.”

A sort of muffled cry leaves your mouth as Jey grabs your cheeks with his large hand. The touch is gentle, yet rough as he squeezes and moves your face to look into his eyes. A teasing smirk forms onto his lips when your eyes meet his again, “What’d I tell you, baby?” his eyes filled with lust.

Another moan leaves your plump lips as your cunt tightens and hips lifts off the bed, pushing itself further into Jey’s thrust and the vibrator he’s forcing you to use; still in your hand pressing against your clit. Trying to create space away from the vibrator and your sensitive and puffy clit.

Jey’s free hand comes to hold your wrist in place, an annoyed groan passes through your throat, your body tries to squirm away from the vibrator that is now impossible to move. “Stop running away baby. I’m finally back.” Your body tries helplessly to get away from the vibrations spreading painful pleasure through your body and the powerful thrusts from his cock.

“You wanted me to prove it, yeah?” An annoyed grunt travels through the air when your walls flutter and clench around Jey’s thick dick, your body squirming starts adding on to the tightness surrounding his cock, making his thrusts less precise.

“Yes baby!” Your hands reach for something to grab before stuttering and trying to push his hips away from yours in a panic, Jey grabs your throat, squeezing gently as the now found pleasure sputters through your body. Holding you in place impatiently, his head leaning down to your ear. “Look at you, you couldn’t cheat on me baby. You’re a mess for this dick.” He teases before placing a small peck on the outer shell of your ear.

Jey chuckling at your pathetic state, adding more pressure to your wrist to dig the vibrator further into your clit. Your walls flutter around him in response, a moan leaves his mouth as his eyes snap close to savor the feeling.

The warmth and tightness suck his cock into your pussy greedily, practically begging him to continue pumping into you. His eyes open slowly as your moaning and desperate noises fill the room.

“Take it. Take all of me.” His deep groans fill the room tauntingly. Eyes rolled back deliciously before closing tightly, jaw hanging open because can’t close no matter how hard you try to force it shut. Jey smirks teasingly at your state and gives you a particularly deep thrust that causes your pelvis to jolt upwards shakily.

A thick whine travels up your throat and passes the pressure he applies to your throat. It causes Jey to chuckle condescendingly, and he places a quick kiss to your cheek. The tenderness of the act distracts you for a moment, giving him the opportunity to release your throat and pull the vibrator from your overstimulated clit.

A surprised squeal leaves your mouth at the cool air brushing over your sensitive cunt. Jey takes the time to slow down his thrusts, observing the fucked-out look that covers your face. You look gorgeous with eyes that can’t see clearly and skin that tries stupidly to cool your body down with sweat. A soft groan leaves his lips, and he speeds up his thrusts again. “I love you!” You practically huff out as his thrust seems to knock the wind out of you.

“I love you too.” He shakes his head in amusement before grabbing your wrists and pinning them to the pillow above your head as he gives your cunt the last of his pleasurable thrusts before stilling and coating your walls in his cum. You both let out tired sighs as the pleasure courses through your bodies until it dies down into a faint hum. Jey gives your wrists a tight squeeze before letting them go and slipping out of you.

His body warmth now gone makes you whimper, and he kisses your forehead lovingly as an apology. He sits back up and caresses your face with a small smile. It causes your heart to flutter, and you’re bought out of your fucked-out phase.

When your eyes clear and meet Jey’s, he breathes out a slow breath, “That’s my girl, now I need you to sit down on my face. ‘Kay?” He speaks more of a demand than suggestion. Eyebrows furrowing at this man’s high sex drive, barely being able to recuperate from your past 2 orgasms.

He taps your thigh quickly to get you out of your trance, forcing your body up and switching positions. His large hands delicate on your soft waist and pulling you gently down onto his face. Adjusting you, so you sit perfectly onto his lips, his tongue quickly going to lick up your swollen folds.

“S’good. Suck me baby, keep that mouth busy.” He mumbles into your puffy cunt, your hands going to garb his erected cock, immediately wondering how many times you’re going to have to cum before he goes limp.

“Oh… gentle- please!” You whine out as Jey sucks on your clit roughly. Quickly letting go of the sensitive bud and deciding to tongue fuck you in between your folds and lick you clean. You let out a whiney moan before you spit onto his cock, stroking him up and down a few times before taking your tongue to swirl around his tip.

"Fuck, that’s it." He voices out as you begin to ride against his motions while you prepare on your end to take all his cock into your mouth. You start off slow, teasing Jey by licking a stripe up his shaft before lowering your mouth halfway down.

You pull back up, your hands stroking near the base at the same time you bob up and down. Your moans are muffled against his cock, but Jey is eating the fuck out of your pussy, and you genuinely want to sob.

"Josh, wait fuck-" You yell but he continues. "You're-you're gonna make me cum so fucking fast."

"Do it for me." He teases in between. He begins to slowly work his hips into you, making his cock fuck your mouth ever so gently.

As you continue sucking him, you feel your high coming to a close, especially when Jey is toying with your folds with his tongue and taking advantage of the way you work your hips against his mouth.

"Joshua! Ah, so close! I'm-I'm—" You try to continue stroking his wet dick to keep yourself occupied but fall limp into his pelvic as your hips continue to ride out your 3rd orgasm on his skillful mouth.

"Shower time?" Jey lifts your hip from his face with a chuckle while you gather your breathing, forgetting completely about his orgasm.

"Mhm." You mumble as you push yourself up and roll to the side of him, knowing exactly what he expects when he asks the question.

Even though you both needed to shower, your bodies coated in cum, sweat, and spit, you guys just laid there breathless. His arms pulling you into his embrace, you missed this. You missed him. "Join me Baby." Your eyes diverting into his gaze softly at his question, before nodding silently. Too tired to even say a word anymore, hoping that his past expectations don’t apply here.

Finally deciding to head to the shower after a small pep talk, remembering you guys must clean up before the kids get home. “I bought you something!” Jey perks up from the closet as he walks towards you with one of his new shirts, not even phased about the fact that he’s naked.

Smiling at him, you head into the steaming shower, the hot water immediately cleansing off your sticky body. “Don’t leave me baby!” He jokes when the fogged door slams closed.

Sooner or later, you see his silhouette passing the glass, the door slightly swinging open again as he lets himself in. You subtly bite onto your bottom lip as you look at him up and down, his member quickly hardening when he sees your wet body gleaming under the light.

The shower started off sweet, and comforting. Jey gently working his hands into your scalp to massage the shampoo and conditioner in your hair. He helps wash it off, continuing to work his hands in the same motions, causing your eyes to shut briefly at his tenderness.

You returned the favor, turning and him unintentionally bending his knees for you to get a good grip on his hair, working the shampoo through his curls. It's quiet, and the only sounds in the bathroom are the running water and the water bouncing off the tiles.

"You're so beautiful." He says, helping lather up the body wash on your back before you help with his and wash off. He gives you a warm, small smile before dipping his head to press a kiss on your lips. But at this point, you don't want to pull away at all. Instead, you want him to continue, your hands rest on his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

You gently bite on his bottom lip, tugging back slightly as you keep your gaze on him. "Fuck. We’re supposed to be getting clean." Jey whispers when you pull away, a small groan being released from his mouth as he pulls you by the waist, his hardened member brushing against your clit.

“You’re right. Now let me go.” Your self-control comes hurdling back as you realize the whole point of the shower, “Damn… you ain’t even want to pretend like you wanted more.” He complains behind you as you rinse off again, not for any reason but it just felt right.

Winking at the desperate man behind you once you shut the water off, leaving the shower to get dried off. His hand slapping your ass quickly when you leave him as he just stands in the shower contemplating the situation.

"I did all that proving, and you can’t even give m-me a little suck?" His voice vibrating off the shower walls as he complains, you can see his hands flying around with his stutter. Giggling, you continue to do your own thing, not paying the giant baby any mind.

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