Ever since Liv and Rhea went public with their relationship, the response was nothing but positive from the fans and their fellow superstars.
Although they felt great, they couldn't help but think that they were missing something, or someone.
That someone came to them in the form of Y/N Y/L/N. Y/N was a part of the road crew. She was a technician who helped do the sound systems and pyro for all the shows.
Not only was Y/N extremely attractive (superstar's words not hers), Y/N was also extremely shy. She usually kept to herself, putting her headphones in and doing her job.
The female superstars had taken notice that whenever one of them, no matter who it was, tried to talk to Y/N, they would get extremely flushed and start stuttering.
So, once they figured this out, they all decided to play around with it, constantly flirting with Y/N, touching her and what not. Liv and Rhea had gotten wind of the shenanigans in craft services one day.
"I'm just saying. If I wasn't engaged to Corey, I would climb Y/N like a tree." Zelina chuckled. "If I wasn't married, I would be right there with you girl." Liv looked at Rhea confused. "Who is Y/N and why would you guys climb her like a tree?"
Carmella looked up at the blondes. "Oh. Hey guys. We were just taking about that crew tech Y/N." Liv looked confused. "Who?" Zelina spoke up. "She is on the road crew. She's super fucking hot. Like, godly hot. But she's super shy and she gets super flustered around us."
Rhea's eyebrow raised. "She gets flustered?" Carmella nodded. "Yeah. If you wanna see for yourselves, go talk to her. I'm certain she won't be able to get one word out."
Y/N was tangled in wires when Liv and Rhea found her. The pair smiled and made themselves known. Y/N, startled, hit her head on the bottom of the announce table. Groaning, she crawled out from table.
Once she figured out who was calling for her, her cheeks turned a dark red. "Oh. Uh. Hi. Did you ladies need something?" Liv giggled at the girl's nervousness before abruptly stopping and looking at the girl fully.
Y/N was fit. She wasn't "Rhea jacked" but she was up there. She had tattoos up and down her arms, almost as tall as Rhea. Liv choked on her spit. Rhea had an almost similar reaction. "Jesus."
Y/N blushed even harder. "Well, if you ladies don't need anything, I will be on my way." Liv quickly spoke. "Wait, no! We wanted to talk to you." Y/N stuttered. "T-to me?" Rhea nodded. "Yeah! We wanted to get to know everyone's favorite tech!" Y/N chuckled nervously. "What do you mean everyone's favorite tech?" "You've made quite the noise in the locker room. Everyone is talking about how cute you are. We wanted to come see if the rumor was true and we can confirm that it is."
Y/N almost choked on her spit. Not only do the female superstars in the back think she's cute, but the two she had been crushing on for what seems like forever think so too? She couldn't get a coherent word out and it got even worse when Liv put her hand on her arm.
"Are you okay, babe?" It was at that point Y/N realized that today was going to die. Rhea cupped her cheek. "Y/N? Still with us?" Yup. She's was gonna die.
In a less than graceful way, Y/N tripped over her own feet and sprinted away from the two, mumbling about fixing wires somewhere in the depths of backstage. Liv looked at Rhea. "I want that one." Rhea chuckled and kissed her girlfriend's head. "Me too."
The constant flirting and touches would continue for about a month before Liv and Rhea decided to ask Y/N out. Y/N, of course, accepted and the three had been a polycule for about two months before their first big roadblock.
