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IRL!

(Saturday, August 13th, 2022)

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I rake my tongue across my teeth crossing my arms over my chest as I turn to finally face him and shrug. "By all means, you're perfectly capable of pressing a couple buttons. You're not God." I scoff, tapping my foot as a I wait for his response. We can stand here all day if we need to... I'm sure as hell not pushing any buttons for him after his attitude.

His bright teeth gleam as he smiles slyly, chuckling to himself. His eyes travel down to my toes and back up before closing the space between us, caging me as he reaches for the buttons. I make no indication of cracking and no effort to move, though how could I now?

"Don't play with a fire you can't put out." He warns lowly, his gaze sharp.

"Who said I want to put it out?" I challenge, tilting my head to the side. His chest rises slowly, and falls as the doors close and his position remains as his sly, cocky smile returns. Energy and anticipation buzz all around us, both of us waiting for the other's next move. It was oddly comforting that nothing's different from the past two Friday's to now. You can't say the same for everyone, but clearly we're consistent people.

"You're barking up the wrong tree." He drawls. 

"Mmm, and you'd know all about that wouldn't you, Big Dog?" I smirk in victory. Checkmate. Two can play at this game, and I promise you I will win every time. His nostrils flare at my words, shoulders rolling as they tense. Those two little words... that get to him so much.

"Whatever game you're playing." He leans further in, his tone dangerously low as his warm breath fans across my face. "It's not working."

"Why?" I lift my gaze, stretching to reach his ear and match his height. "Cause you're losing?" I speak barely above the whisper and the muscles in his neck flex. My tongue playfully glides across the bottom of my teeth as I pull back. "It must be lonely at the top, but I hear it's an even lonelier fall down." Roman's jaw tightens. "And while I'm clawing my way to the top... there's no where else for you to go but down." I chuckle, my head falling back comfortably as I give him an innocent shrug.

Damn, that would've killed as a promo... and instead I wasted it in an elevator... on Roman Reigns.

"If you get there." He rebuttals just as the elevator dings and his head snaps up, the sound bringing us both back to reality. His hand slowly slides down the steel wall.

"Mmm." I hum, placing my hand on his exposed bicep that's covered in a think glaze of sweat. "Maybe you should train your boys a little harder if they are supposed to be there with you." My grin only widens as his brows furrow. "Don't worry, they'll tell you alll about it, I'm sure." The doors part open, so I let my hand drop and slip past him, our bodies grazing one another as I do. I need to get the hell off this elevator.

I pause in the doorway as he glances over his shoulder. His expression darkened and hard to read as my brain moves a million miles per hour trying to process what the fuck just happened over these past few minutes.

"Playing with a fire they couldn't contain." I smirk and take a step back as Roman takes one forward and the doors shut, but not before his glare pierces through me.

I huff largely, shaking my head half expecting the doors open again but thankfully they don't. Okayyy... is the day over yet... already?

My feet drag back to the room and when I enter I find Denni still asleep, her blonde hair sprawled across the pillow and mouth open drooling. Oh good. For a moment there I thought I may have walked into an alternate dimension... I now regret not staying in bed with her this morning, which at this point feels like a week ago.

It was almost 9 and I'm not sure what time her alarm is set for but unlike her, I am choosing to let her sleep. I desperately need coffee and another shower, yes taking one before the gym seems pointless, but I think it was very necessary. Though I hardly broke a sweat, can't say the same for the other two...

I rack my brain over what happened in the elevator as I peel my sweaty workout outfit off my body. Roman. His arms... caging me in the corner. His breath fanning across my face. Getting under his skin. Ugh. His ego is larger than his head and knowing I won the conversation and the last word leaves a satisfying smile on my face while I dry off, slap some mascara on, and pair the t-shirt Damian gave me the other day with leggings when an alarm goes off.

"Ugh." I hear her groan and laugh out loud. "You hush!" She hollers, which only makes my ribs hurt from laughing harder.

"Morning to you too!" I open the bathroom door to find her pouting as she scrolls on her phone. "Notice how I didn't slap you with a pillow when I got up early this morning?" I cross my arms, looking down at her.

"Would coffee and breakfast bowls make it better, perhaps?" Denni proposes, poking me playfully. She knows how to get me.

"Mmm, I guess." I pretend to mull it over. "If I must..." I let out a sigh.

"You musttt." She insists, poking her bottom lip out. Most times I wonder what life would be like without Denni, far less entertaining is always my answer. "I gotta go through and edit last nights pictures. I can't do that on an empty stomach." She points out.

I motion up and down my body. "Well, I'm ready to go."

Her mouth parts open as she waves me off. "I only need like 10 minutes." I raise a brow at her. She most definitely will not only need like 10 minutes.

"Ugh." I fall forward onto the bed. "10 Denni minutes?" A pillow slaps across my back. You know, fair, I was asking for that one. "You lucky I love you." I mumble into the bedsheets.

"I know." She chimes. "Oh, Rhea told me to ask you how was your workout?" I lift my head to find her grinning ear to ear. Ugh, fucking Rhea.

I shrug simply. "It was fine." I maintain a poker face.

"Mhmm." She nods, sitting up intrigued she lays her chin in her hands. "Tell me more."

"Ugh." I roll my eyes, shoving her away. Her and Rhea having each other's number was a mistake. "Go away."

"Who'd you see?" She tries to get out in between laughs.

I give her a tight-lipped smile. "Only your favorite tag team ever." I gush fakely.

"DX?"

I stare at her blankly. "No."  She goes to guess again and I hold my hand up. "Lemme just-" I huff. "The Uso's." But she already knew that. Her smirk grows devious and I swing the pillow she hit with me with.

"Hey!" She whines.

"You already knew anyway."

She blows strands of her hair off her forehead. "But it was fun to guess." She hops off the bed heading for the bathroom.

"Oh, then you'll have a blast at who I ran into on the elevator." I tell her bitterly.

"What?!" She throws the bathroom door back open and pops her head around. "Who?!"

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Hey, heyyy... welcome back y'all ;) Ik this isn't a wrestling night, buttt what better way to celebrate a SuperBowl Sunday than this... cause wtf was that...

Anyways, my girl Crimson will be cheering for the Chiefs through & through bc fun fact/lore lol Uncle Jack is going to be from KC <3333

Soooo... what'd we think of the cliffhanger continuationnnn... we like???🤭🤭 I hope y'all go feral over this as much as I went over writing it!! Causeee AHHH!! First interaction outside of the ring too...

And had to throw in a little Crimson & Denni moment hehe, & Rhea texting Denni to ask Crimson what happened in the gym was TOOO good not to throw innn!!

I hope y'all enjoyed this chap!! Also pls lemme know if you got the nonfiction for this/can see/read this bc Wattpad has been acting weird lately & been frustrating me to know end... ALSO IF YOU MISSED IT LAST WEEK THE PLAYLIST FOR THIS BOOK IS OUT NOWWW!! 0butterbiscuit7 on Spotify!! I have been & will keep adding to it btw!!

THANK Y'ALL SO FUCKING MUCH FOR 21K READS!!! Until next time for NXT Vengeance Day, mauh!!💋💋