Stockholm Syndrome (Seth Rollins x Reader)

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Where was I? There was a chair across from him, and a wooden staircase a bit away. There was something to his left, but he couldn't quite make it out due to the dim lighting that he was currently sitting in. There was nothing but a wall to his right.

He took a deep breath in through his nose, trying to find a scent that he recognized, anything that might give him a clue as to where he was. But, all he could smell was the musty air that surrounded him in what he presumed was the basement. He stilled his breath and listened intensely for any noise. There was some creaking above him followed by what sounded like footsteps, but he didn't hear anything else out of the ordinary.

He focused on the next sense - taste. What was it that he was tasting? He used his tongue to feel what was in his mouth. Is that a ball gag? Seth's eyes widened at the realization as he moved onto his last sense - touch. He tried to feel what was around him, but he couldn't move. He looked down now and realized he was hogtied to a chair with leather straps.

He wanted to freak out, that was a normal response, right? But his heart continued to beat at a calm pace. Why was it so calm? He had no idea where he was or how got here. He didn't know who kidnapped him or why. Was it for money?

That made the most sense. He was one of WWE's biggest stars - they would pay ransom for him, right? If it meant saving his life? Seth shook the idea out of his head, not wanting to think about it. Focus, Seth. What happened last night? He tried his hardest to recall the events of the night before, but he couldn't remember. All he knew was that he went out to the bar with his best friends - Roman and Dean.

Were they here too? He hoped they were. If that was the case, he was sure he would be fine. Three professional wrestlers would be hard for anyone to handle. What if they're hurt though? Seth suddenly prayed that they weren't there, that they were safe from harm.

Suddenly, he heard a door open from the top of the stairs. He held his breath, pushing all thoughts out of his head, focusing on trying to see who his captor was. You slowly descended the stairs, unable to see Seth sitting there until the last few steps.

His breath hitched as he saw who was coming down the stairs. She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Was she really the one who kidnapped him? She looked so familiar but he couldn't find her anywhere in his memories.

You paused on the last step, turning to face Seth as you leaned against the handrail. You gave him a soft smile before saying, "You're awake." He didn't say anything, it's not like he could anyways. He just stared at you, trying to figure out what was going out.

"It's the Flunitrazepam -- that's why you feel calm even though you're probably freaking out right now," you explained, walking closer and sitting down on the chair in front of Seth. You crossed one leg over the other as you noticed Seth slightly raise an eyebrow at your words. "They're roofies," you admitted, unsure of whether or not Seth knew what Flunitrazepam was.

Seth's eyes widened again at your words. "Do you remember what happened last night?" you asked him. He remained still for a few moments before shaking his head no. "You were at the bar with your friends -- that's where we met," you began explaining as flashbacks slowly started to come back to Seth.

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"Do we really have to go out tonight?" Seth asked his best friend - Roman Reigns - with a sigh. "Yes, you've been too sad for too long, so we're going to go out and have a good night. Maybe you'll meet another girl," his other best friend - Dean Ambrose - replied for Roman.

"I don't want to meet another girl," Seth replied, sitting down on the bed in the hotel room that they were all standing in. "Look man, you've got to get over Becky. She was great, we all know it. But, she left, and she's made it clear that she's not coming back. You've tried, you've called her a thousand times, you've even shown up at her house and found her with another guy. I'm sorry, I know how much you loved her, but it's over," Roman stated, sitting next to Seth on the bed and placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.