Dean Ambrose #14

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Walking into the canteen I saw his face instantly, heading over to the table, resting my head on top of his. "I've been looking for you for ages." I whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

"You found me," he replied, looking up, pouting his lips. I happily pressed my lips to his, taking a seat beside him. "You alright?"

"Yeah, just looking for my favourite man." My hands instinctively went to run through his hair, before cupping his left cheek softly.

"Yeah?"

"Of course, so, is Seth around?" He gasped before chuckling lightly, his hand hitting my arm. "I'm kidding, of course I meant you."

"Words hurt Y/N, good job I'm made of tough stuff." My head shook, before leaning down to rest on his shoulder. "I'll always be your favourite Shield member."

"Or just my favourite human in general?"

He hummed in response, his arm falling around my waist. "I like the sound of that much better." The two of us sat in a comfortable silence for a short while, ignoring all the commotion that was happening around us.


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