Wheeler Yuta Fics & Oneshots (18+)

Angel With Horns

“Talk about a killer match!”

Ever since Yuta decided to follow his own path and join the Blackpool Combat Club, things have been so much better. I left Best Friends and also decided to follow my own path too, Yuta and I also making our relationship official.

We were on top of the world. Not only were we both champions now, we were killing it on every show we performed on. He always had a soft spot in my heart, unable to control my excitement when he came from behind the curtain with Moxley, Bryan, and William Regal following.

“Thanks, baby,” He smiled, coming and hugging me, “Now, you go steal the show alright?”

“Always,” I smiled back brightly, kissing him till I heard a faint whisper:

“God, he’s such a softie.”

My eyes drifted to Moxley, who wasn’t so good at hiding what he said. Yuta decided to ignore him and went to speak, but I didn’t. Looking directly into Moxley’s eyes and saying:

“If you’re going to talk shit, say it with your chest.”

All of their eyes landed on me, immense shock in Yuta’s. I know he still had it a little rough in the club, but I refused to tolerate anyone’s bullshit when it came to talking about him.

“You’re making him soft,” Moxley stepped in, Bryan adding:

“We’re turning him into the badass that he needs to be and I agree, you make him soft.”

They all looked at me like I was mad, William very intrigued by our conversation when I scoffed back:

“Hold on, hold on. Aren’t you two married? Have children? But Yuta is the soft one by loving his girlfriend?”

It actually took them a second to think of something to say, Bryan putting up an argument:

“We save that for when we’re at home. Besides, my wife was a wrestler.”

“Oh bullshit,” I called, “You just had your kids here like a week ago? And you’re wife was only relevant in wrestling because of her sister, had a title like once, then just stole and botched all your moves.”

Yuta’s eyes couldn’t expand anymore, unable to believe what I was saying and seeing me truly pissed which was a rare occasion and I wasn’t done there:

“And Mox, your wife likes getting oral sessions from other people right? Meanwhile I am, ROH women’s champion and who’s in the main event tonight? Oh right! ME!”

The sting really hit them hard, having nothing to say after that.
Only shooting dirty looks meanwhile I went about my way, kissing Yuta one more time with some fire, smiling softly:

“I’ll come back still a champ, baby. Enjoy the match.”

I was going to leave it at that, about to head back into the guerrilla, till William’s voice halted us:

“Wait just a second now, Y/N.”

William, I did have lots of respect for; So, I listened, fixing my title on my shoulder and looking to him, staying in place, curiosity turning into a nervousness when he turned to me and said:
“I will be escorting you.”

Moxley’s jaw actually dropped, quickly saying, “Oh come on, Reg-“

“Was I talking to you?” William snapped, shooting him a dirty look and only receiving silence, “That’s what I thought. Now Y/N, let’s go.”

“Yes sir,” I listened, glancing to see a smile on Yuta’s face when William began to lead the way, both of us having the same idea in mind.

When it was time for the match, I knew with William right at ringside watching, this had to be one of the best matches I ever put on. I could see how he was watching, evaluating every move that I made and it made me work harder.