a battle for affection

pairing: kenny omega x reader

plot: this takes place early on in your relationship. your good friend adam cole and britt baker invited you to a halloween costume party and apparently your two boyfriends aren't used to sharing you yet.

genre: humor

warning: brief mentions of blood as part of a halloween costume.

author's note: look, i just want to be reader so bad alright? y/n really is that bitch. mf has every person on planet earth wrapped around their finger and you know what?? i'm jelly.

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"huh," there was a glint of something in their blue eyes when you told them the costume you planned to wear for adam and britt's halloween party, akin to mischief and a metaphorical lightbulb flickering above their heads. "okay. we'll all meet there, yeah?"

you nodded with a smile. "that's the plan." before they grinned down at you and pressed a kiss on both of your cheeks. "see there then!"

you didn't see them until the night of the actual party and in an uncharacteristic manner, they didn't blow up your phone moments prior. unknown to you, it was because they were excited for the party, or specifically to match with you at said party. while yes, they asked you who you were planning to dress up as because they were genuinely interested, they also did that because they wanted to sneakily match costumes with you. sure, they were well aware that you'd snort at them and call them a dork, but first of all, they were exactly that, and two, they got to match with you. the teasing you'll put them through will be worth it in their eyes.

the only thing was, they didn't know that the other had that in mind as well. kenny didn't know hangman was planning on buying a costume that went with yours and neither did hangman.

so finally, the day of the party came. there was still an hour until the start, so you took your time to make sure your costume looked amazing and taking a few photos of yourself while you're at it. the next time you found yourself glancing at the clock, it was already eight thirty in the evening so with one final look in the mirror, you smiled at your reflection - which scarily didn't look like you at all - and got out of your apartment and hailed a taxi cab.

if it was any other day, you probably would have gotten more than a few weirded out looks, but today is no ordinary day. today - or tonight to be more accurate - is october thirty first. children with bags full of candy littered the streets, their parents looking awfully tired, but still able to snap a hundred and one photos of their children trailed behind. there were already a few teenagers walking around and going to their friend's house albeit not a lot since in many people's books, it wasn't late enough just yet. while you could say the same thing, you want to be able to catch adam and britt and strike up a conversation before they get whisked up and socialize with everyone.

the driver who was a total sweetheart and wished for you to stay safe and actually looked like he meant it dropped you off of the house. you offered him a twenty dollar bill and told him to keep the change since you were in such a good mood.

then you walked up to the house that should've been familiar to you, given the many times you have visited it, but because it was decorated, it didn't feel as comfortable. in fact, the way it felt both friendly and unfriendly at the same time made the hair on the back of your neck stand.

you knocked on the door you've knocked on so many times before and was greeted by a bloodied britt baker, an equally bloodied adam cole by her side. "[y/n]!" she greeted you, pulling you into a hug, then passing you to her boyfriend who hugged you a little too tight in his greenish arms. "where's adam and kenny?" though your poly relationship was still fairly new and those two boys couldn't say they got the hang of sharing you yet, britt and adam already knew. they, along with the young bucks, were one of the first people to find out. much to your amusement, they laughed and told you they weren't surprised. when your two boyfriends wanted something - or someone, in this case - they wanted it. nothing on this earth would be able to stop them.

the conversation with them went longer than it felt and the next thing you know, the house was filled with guests, wrestlers, friends, and a few chosen family members alike.

when adam and britt excused themselves to entertain other people, you pulled out your phone, eyes furrowed, wondering how two six foot men weren't visible in your line of sight even once you have scanned the place one time, two times, three times, four.

they haven't texted you or anything. there was nothing in your groupchat either.

it was then that bryan danielson came up to you with a suspiciously large smile on his face, deep smile lines visible. "you've got to see this." he beckoned you to follow him, going back to where he was before calling you. all the wrestlers were snickering at something you were not able to see. "alright, [y/n]'s coming through." and just like with moses and the red sea, the crowd parted at the man's command.

you couldn't help the snort that came out of you, seeing the two men gasped at each other and looking on in disbelief.

they were wearing the exact same outfit, the one that was matching with yours.

sensing your presence, they turned to you at the exam same time with the exact same sheepish look on their face. "happy halloween...?"