Darby Allin Fics & Oneshots (18+)

Partner In Crime (SMUT)

"What a lame-ass!" I groaned, walking down the hall with my skateboard, reading my texts. It had been a week and I was bummed. I had so much fun with Darby at the skate park and today we were supposed to go skating again. Tonight, was Rampage and sadly, he had a showing to do during the day.

 {I'll be at the arena in a minute. Maybe we can skate out back}

{We better unless you want your ass kicked} I texted back

{Bite me ;)} Darby sent back, laughing when I sent:

{Already have, loser}

I wasn't paying attention while I was walking, accidentally stumbling into someone. My head shot up to find MJF, ready to smack him with my skateboard. He was the biggest douchebag I knew and I was not going to listen to him bitch at me.

"Y/N, sorry about that, hottie," He smiled, making my eyebrow cock with confusion. Did he just call me a HOTTIE?! "

"You smoke crack now or something?" I scoffed, dumbfounded and it triggered his inner asshole.

"I was just trying to be nice," His eyes rolled, "I like it better when you just keep your mouth shut."

"Um sorry you called me a hottie, knowing damn well I don't like you, douche," I snapped, not backing down when he growled at me:

"You need to watch your mouth!"

Just to be a smart ass, I looked down, puckering my lips and trying to look at my mouth, saying sarcastically, "I don't know if I can! I can't see it"

Laughter couldn't be held in while his face was turning red even more when I added, "Bet you're used to hearing that a lot too!"

"You little bit-" He yelled, going to grab my skateboard, but was flung around by Darby. 

The brightest smile appeared on my face, Darby getting in his face, saying, "Wanna finish that sentence? Huh, Max?"

"Aww, playing the hero," Max snickered, "How adorable."

"Hero?" I laughed, standing next to Darby, "I could kick your ass into next year!" 

Darby rolled his eyes even, pushing me back and becoming protective again, growling at Max, "You so much as raise your voice at her again and I'm shoving that skateboard up your ass."

His protectiveness warmed my heart, also on standby because it looked like Max was ready to swing, but Max stood up to Darby, looking at me and saying:

"I see, you like the little cunt, huh?"

Like a flash of lightning, Darby punched him dead in the face, going ballistic and I was no good, encouraging it until some extras came to break up the fight. That's when I decided to stop instigating, pulling Darby back.

"Easy tiger," I sighed, looking right at Max and laughing, "He's just mad because he's not licking mine!"

I stuck my tongue out, until Darby covered my mouth with his hand, walking away with me and groaning, "You really have no filter."

"So?" I smiled, taking his hand, "Let's go out back and skate. It'll calm you down."

Darby was still a little angry and I did my best to take that away. MJF wasn't worth the energy and he could bad mouth me all he wanted. I'd just say something even worse or kick his ass myself. While we were our back skating, I was practicing some trickier stuff, looking to see Darby at the door, Sting in the doorway.

"You'll love this, Y/N," He sighed, leaning against the wall.

"Is it MJF's head on a stick?" I joked, Sting even laughing: