WWE Prompt One Shots 3

Roman Reigns #46

"Alright babe, you stand back and let me start this one off." I sighed, folding my arms across my chest, shooting Roman a glare. "What?"

"You always start, why don't you let me start this time."

"Because," he began, walking towards me, his large hands resting on my biceps, "if I start I'll get us a good start, build the momentum up."

"I can do that to."

"Really? No disrespect sweetheart, but you haven't won any championships yet."

I shook my head, pushing him away. "Hey! I'm just as talented as you are, just because I haven't won a title doesn't mean I'm any less a wrestler you are."

I backed out of the ring, allowing him to start. Throughout the whole match we didn't hold eye contact once, our hands barely scraping to make the tag.

We won the match, our hands raised by the ref before his arm snaked around my waist. "I'm sorry," he whispered, kissing the top of my head, "you are an incredibly talented wrestler, I know that. I shouldn't have been so rude to you, and I promise next match we have together, you can start, because you do have the talent to do it."

"Thank you."