WWE MALE READER ONE SHOTS

TRIPLE H

You paused for a moment, trying to think of something to say. You had always been so focused on wrestling that you didn't really have any hobbies or interests outside of it.

But then you remembered something that you had always loved: cooking.

"I actually really love to cook," you said, smiling. "It's one of my favorite things to do."

Triple H's eyes lit up. "Really? What's your favorite thing to cook?"

You launched into a passionate explanation of your love of cooking, talking about your favorite recipes and ingredients. Triple H listened intently, nodding along and asking questions.

As you talked, you realized that this was the first time that you had opened up to someone about something that wasn't wrestling-related. And it felt good.

The conversation shifted from wrestling to personal stuff, and you found yourself talking about your family, your childhood, and your hopes and dreams for the future.

It was getting late, and the cafe was about to close. You and Triple H stood up to leave, and he walked you to your car.

"Hey, I had a great time tonight," he said, smiling. "We should do this again sometime."

You felt a flutter in your stomach at his words. Was he asking you out on a date?

But then you reminded yourself that he was your boss, and it was probably just a friendly gesture.

"Sure, that would be great," you said, trying to sound casual.

As you drove home, you couldn't stop thinking about the conversation you had just had. And you couldn't help but wonder if there was something more between you and Triple H.

You were surprised to see Triple H at your door with a balloon and flowers. He must have found out about your injury and wanted to wish you a speedy recovery.

"Hey, I brought you a little something," he said, holding out the balloon and flowers.

You smiled and thanked him, feeling grateful for the kind gesture.

As you let him in, you remembered that you were in the middle of cooking lunch. You asked him if he had already eaten, and he said he hadn't.

"Well, why don't you stay and have lunch with me?" you offered. "I was just getting ready to cook."

Triple H looked surprised, but then smiled. "I'd love to. What are you making?"

You showed him the ingredients you had laid out on the counter and explained your plan for the dish. As you cooked, you chatted about your injury and how it was affecting your wrestling career.

"It's frustrating, you know? I feel like I'm letting my fans down," you said, stirring the pot on the stove.

Triple H nodded sympathetically. "I know it's tough, but your health is the most important thing. You'll be back in the ring before you know it."

You smiled gratefully at his words. It was nice to have someone who understood the pressures of the wrestling world, but who also cared about your well-being.

As you sat down to eat, you realized that you were really enjoying spending time with Triple H. He was funny, charming, and easy to talk to. And as the conversation turned to more personal topics, you found yourself feeling increasingly drawn to him.

But then you reminded yourself that he was your boss, and that nothing could ever happen between you two.

After lunch, Triple H helped you clean up the kitchen and then said his goodbyes. As he walked out the door, you couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.

As the days went on, you found yourself thinking about Triple H more and more. You missed his company, his sense of humor, and his encouragement.

And as you began to heal from your injury, you realized that you were starting to fall for him.

But you knew that nothing could ever happen between you two. He was your boss, and even if he felt the same way, it would be too risky to pursue a relationship.

So you kept your feelings to yourself, burying them deep inside. But every time you saw Triple H, or heard his voice, or caught a glimpse of him on TV, your heart would ache with longing.

When to the wrestling scene and Triple H is there waiting for you with open arms, happy to see you back. He's been keeping in touch with you throughout your recovery, sending you encouraging messages and even visiting you a few times.

As you step into the ring for your first match back, you hear the crowd chanting your name. You feel the rush of adrenaline as you face your opponent, determined to give it your all. And as you look up to the stands, you see Triple H cheering you on, a proud smile on his face.

After the match, Triple H comes over to congratulate you, his eyes filled with admiration. "You were amazing out there," he says. "I knew you had it in you."

You smile, feeling grateful for his support. "Thanks, Hunter. I couldn't have done it without you."

He puts a hand on your shoulder. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what. You're a talented wrestler, and I want to see you succeed."

As the weeks go by, you and Triple H continue to grow closer. You share your hopes and dreams with each other, talking about your future in the wrestling world and beyond. And before you know it, you realize that your feelings for him have grown deeper than just friendship.

One day, you work up the courage to tell him how you feel. "Hunter, there's something I need to tell you," you say nervously. "I know you've been a great friend to me, but...I think I'm falling in love with you."

He looks at you with surprise, but then a smile spreads across his face. "I've been hoping you'd say that," he says. "I've had feelings for you for a long time now, but I didn't want to risk our friendship."

You feel a weight lift off your shoulders as you embrace each other, knowing that you've found someone special in each other. And as you look towards the future, you know that you'll always have Triple H by your side, supporting you every step of the way.