Wrestling One Shots V. 1

Take My Affection (Jon Moxley) *Request*

Jon Moxley x Skylar Jackson

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1...2...3

"Damnit!" I yelled as the ref called for the bell.

Jon slid in the ring with me.

"You okay?" he asked.

"What do you think," I snapped.

"It's just one loss," he said.

"Yeah a loss that shouldn't have happened," I said.

I rolled out of the ring and went to meet up with the rest of Switchblade Conspiracy.

Harper was laying in the bed of Jon's truck, tired from the match she had before mine. Sami was sitting next to her on his phone.

"Can I get some help with the tacks?" I asked Harper as I jumped up to sit on the open tailgate.

"What's the magic word?" Harper asked.

"Bite me," I said.

"Ooo, someone sounds angry," Harper said. "Jon, can you get me-"

"Already got it," Jon said, tossing Harper the first aid bag she kept with her.

Harper slid forward to sit cross-legged behind me. She dug through her bag until she found the tweezers.

"I take it the match didn't go well," Harper said as she started pulling the thumbtacks out of my back.

"I lost," I said.

"It happens to the best of us," Sami said.

"No one asked you," I said.

"It was still a great match," Jon said as he leaned against the tailgate.

"It could have been better," I said.

"Don't beat yourself up like that," Jon said.

"It's hard not to with the losing streak I've been on," I said.

"Isn't this only the second match you've lost?" Harper asked.

"Yeah, that makes two in a row. That's a streak," I said.

"That is not a streak," Jon said. "You're one of the best here."

"I wish I was one of the best here," I said. "I don't know. Maybe if a wasn't so small I-"

"Oh for fucks sake would you take my affection before I choke you with it," Jon said. "You could give anyone here a run for the money and I'm tired of seeing you be hard on yourself over stupid shit."

"Okay," I said. "Losses happen. It doesn't mean I'm not good."

"Exactly," Jon said.

We were all quiet for a bit.

"So, uh, since I took the affection, does that mean choking is off the table?" I asked.

"Now that is entirely up to you darlin'," Jon said with a smirk.

"Okay, ew," Harper said. "You're officially thumbtack free and I'm gonna go anywhere that's not here."

"Oh, come on," Jon said. "You've heard worse."

"And I'm sure you and Callihan have done worse," I said.

"And on that note," Harper said as she jumped down from the truck bed. "I'll see you guys after the show."

"Wait for me," Sami said, following Harper's lead.

The two of them walked off toward the ring.

Jon joined me in sitting on the tailgate, putting an arm around me in the process.

"You really are a great wrestler," Jon said.

"I believe you," I said. "And thank you."