𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 | 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

don't let it go

ships - seth rollins and male!reader

fandoms - world wrestling entertainment

warnings - angst, hurt-comfort, smut

after seth loses his title you comfort him

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you wait backstage for seth, ready to do whatever he needs, to make sure he's alright, make sure he's in the right headspace after his loss, after losing his title, you just want- need him to know it's okay, that he's okay.

finally, seth steps through the curtain, looking more dishevelled than he usually does, frown on his face, eyes hazed like he was zoned out

"seth," you say voice quiet, he just looks over to where theory stands getting congratulated and praised for his win against one of the greats, he lets out a shaking breath he didn't know he was holding in.

"come on seth" you just grab ahold of his forearm and start guiding him towards the locker room, he gives no protest and follows, when you're in the halls away from everybody you slip your hand into his and he squeezes it, you squeeze back letting seth know you're there and you got him.

once in the locker room you sit seth down on the bench, you give him a once over and sit beside him, he immediately leans on you laying his on your shoulder, "are you okay?" you finally asked him.

you feel seth shake his head but say "i'm great" he lets out a breathy laugh, "honestly though i'm doing great.."

"seth..." you say in a concerned tone, he turns and looks at you and you smile gently at him, "you don't have to lie okay? i know you're not okay right now you can tell me that"

he looks you over and shakes his head sighing, "i-" it takes him a moment to find the right words, "i don't know what i feel, i just know i don't want to feel it.. it- it shouldn't be that big of a deal, i've lost that championship before.. but- losing it still-"

"i know," you smile sadly at him "you finally get gold back after so long, and not long after getting it, it gets taken away from you" seth just nods

"thought i was good enough to keep it, wasn't.." he moves back close to you laying his head back on your shoulder "why am i never good enough anymore" he whispered

you frown moving so he was looking at you again, you cup the side of his face with your hand and he leans into the touch "seth baby hey don't think that okay? you're good enough you always have been, you've been one of the best wrestlers this company has to offer for ten years, i know losing a championship after not having one for so long is shit but you don't need a title to show that you're good enough, gold or not you're great and always will be alright? everyone knows it, and i know you know that"

seth shakes his head, "i know.. but lately, it doesn't feel like it, i just wanted to prove to everyone.. to myself that i'm still good enough and finally.. finally getting gold on my waist again it did that, and tonight it all came crashing back down" he lets out a shuttered breath as tears prick his eyes.

you hate seeing him like this, you hate how his stupid thoughts get the best of him, and he starts to believe that they're true, when you both know they're not, so you just take seth into an embrace cradling his head as he buries his face into your neck letting quiet sob and you just hold him tighter as you whisper "you're good enough seth, you've always been good enough"