Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

Liv Morgan: Dreams Come True

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There was no one more deserving than Liv. She had been over from the moment she was on-screen. Yet they wouldn't hand her any titles. There were numerous occasions you could think of where Liv should have won the titles.

Liv had dominated the tag division with every partner she had yet no title reign. Months and months of build up and heat for multiple matches with Becky, just to lose when the title was on the line. Hell, at this point she was owed at least a 24/7 title reign.

Liv often laughed at how passionate you were when it came to her booking. If she was upset, then you were 10 times more upset. You hated that she was being treated this way.

Especially because you were thriving in your respective company. You had main event matches at pay-per-views, you had intense rivalries with great competitors, and you had held both the Women's titles; that was only in your first 7 months with the company.

While you were very grateful for your success, you knew Liv deserved the same. If you could be built up to be a respectable champion and main-eventer in a few months, then so could Liv.

This should be her moment.

Usually people from your company wouldn't be allowed backstage at a WWE event, but they made an exception. Not for your sake, but because they were doing a special on Liv, and they wanted some footage of you to really sell it.

It was irrelevant to you, as long as you were able to be with your girl, everything would be fine.

" Funny running into you here."

You slowly turn around to see your girlfriend smiling brightly at you," Is it really? You know, I used to work here. I was a pretty big star if you ask me."

Liv tilted her head before feigning remembrance," Oh right you were the banana in No Way in Jose's conga line, right?"

You suck in a breath," Ooo it's going to be like that."

" It might have to be unless..."

She took one big step, closing the gap between the two of you," Unless what?"

She hooks her arms behind your neck," I get a kiss."

" Miss Morgan, that's so scandalous."

She plays along," I know, but we must."

You hold her waist flush against yours, but kiss her softly, "I missed you."

" I missed you more. I can't believe you're here," Her hands slide through your hair.

" Anything to support you. Future miss money in the back, soon to be Raw Women's champion," you manifested.

Liv sighs," I hope so, they haven't told us the finish yet. We won't know until we hit the gorilla."

You place both your hands on her shoulders and stare," If it's not Liv, we riot."

She chuckles," They'll probably kick you out if you even try."

Your conversation gets cut short, by the announcement of the women's money in the bank ladder match. Liv' eyes fall on yours," Good luck kiss?"

You swiftly kiss her as she makes her way to the gorilla. She turns back to look at you for a moment.

" I'll be watching you," you shout the catchphrase at her. She throws a salute and enters the arena.

The crowd pops for her, and that alone puts a smile on your face. You sit at the monitor with a few of your old colleagues to watch the match.

You don't chat much, your focus solely on Liv. Some of the bumps she takes makes you cringe. Part of you shrugs it off, especially because you had a blood fest of a match at Blood and Guts not too long ago.

Then it happens. She's got an opening, she's climbing. With each step, you rise a little out of your seat. Her fingertips are on the briefcase. Time seems to slow as you watch her unhook the case.

You immediately scream and start jumping in place. It takes everything in you to not rush out into the arena and envelope your girl in a hug. She sits on top of the ladder, tears streaming down her face as she holds up the briefcase triumphantly.

You're the first one to the gorilla, nearly bouncing with energy. When she walks through the curtain, you pick her up and spin her around. She giggles as her legs wrapped around you.

" I'm so proud of you, Liv," you whisper into her ear. She holds you a little tighter.

You put her down to let her go celebrate with her friends. In those few moments, you still feel the energy from Liv's win radiating off of you. When she parts from her friends, you lose track of her.

Surprisingly, you find her away from everyone staring at the briefcase. You take a seat next to her, and she inhales deeply.

" What's wrong?"

" I'm going to cash this in tonight. I'm going to be the Smackdown Women's Champion," she says, only for you to hear. She isn't as excited as you would have imagined.

" That's great news, right?"

Liv buries her head into your neck," I'm nervous. What if I screw this up? What if I let the fans down? What if-"

You kiss the top of her head and squeeze her hand," You were made for this, Liv. You've been waiting for this moment for too long. I know you can do it, your peers know that you can do it, the fans know that you can do it. When it happens, we will all be chanting, you deserved it."

" You always know what to say," she smiles at you.

" I know, now go make the world watch you."

You watch as your girlfriend makes her out of the gorilla. From the tvs around, you could see her rushing down that ramp. The commentary team is in shock, like they always are when someone cashes in.

Part of you worries, because Ronda isn't down, that it take away from Liv's moment. She's got her in a possum roll, the ref counts it. Then the bell rings and Liv is the new champion.

When she comes backstage, you do a few mimicking bows," The champ is here."

She wipes the tears from her eyes, "You're such a dork."

" I may be a dork, but my girlfriend is a world champ. I think that makes me cool by association, doesn't it?"

She lightly shoves your shoulder," Whatever."

Live spent the rest of the night doing press, interviews, and photo ops with the title. You didn't mind at all, seeing all of this made you smile like an idiot.

You were happy that Liv finally got the payout she deserved. By the time you left the building, Liv was exhausted. She fell asleep on the way to her next hotel.

Technically, you were supposed to have gotten on a flight to leave that same night, but you didn't. Instead, you carried Liv to her hotel room and plopped down in the bed with her.

You'd find a flight tomorrow, tonight all you wanted to do was be close to your champion.