AEW one shots

Public Nuisance (Cash Wheeler x Reader)

"What else do we need, Darlin'?" Cash looked at you as you checked the shopping list on your phone.
"Hmm, milk, eggs, we need some fruit and vegetables, Pawla needs a new toy, your protein powder, I need tampons...and if you want me to cook that recipe for duck breast with dumplings, we need potatoes and...duck breast."
"Baby, don't take it personally...but please don't cook any of your family recipes for me for a while. The past three days have been wonderful, you know I love your cooking, but please stop. I'm gonna get fat. And we both don't want that, right?" He tried to reason with you, and rubbed your back in order to appease you. You knew you may have overdone it, but you were so excited to have him all for yourself for a whole week - no AEW appearances, no interviews, no meet and greets. Just Cash and you, for seven days.
Your response was a soft hum, followed by a smart remark. "Cash, Sweetie, you're not gonna get fat. It's just your body desperately trying to adjust itself to the size of your butt."
He did a little mullet flip before putting both hands back on the shopping cart and sticking his ass out as far as he could. "Oh come on, you love my butt. That's just your jealousy speaking now." With those words, he pushed the cart further down the aisle, comedically wiggling his ass with every step he took. You chuckled a little before answering him with a whistle. He laughed out loud at your reaction before rounding the corner to make his way over to the produce aisle.
As you were getting all the stuff you needed, you heard him clear his throat from a few feet away. "Darlin, what do you say...This could be your new body goal, huh?" When you turned to look at him, he stood there, two massive watermelons in his hands, functioning as the biggest rack you had ever seen. He turned to the side, so you could check out the side view. A mischievous grin spread across your face. "Sure, everything you want, Babe. Once you have reached this body goal, we're gonna take care of my boobs." You retorted while holding up the biggest cucumber you could find. Before he could react, the two of you heard an indignant gasp and turned your attention to a lady in her fifties. She mumbled something about scandalous indecency and then rushed off. You looked at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter.
There was just something about his laugh that, after all these years, still got you. The sound of pure joy leaving his mouth, the little giggles in between louder cackles, all combined with the most adorable wrinkles around his eyes was almost hypnotizing to you. Even if you wanted, you couldn't take your eyes off of him.
He walked over to you and took your hand in his. "Come on, Darlin, let's get moving before that fine lady gets us kicked out."
Once you reached the aisle with the drugstore items, you got stuck by all the fancy bathbombs. Cash patiently waited for a few minutes, but when you still roamed through the various fragrances, he moved a bit further to where another man was standing in front of the ladies' section...and seemed completely lost. Cash stood next to him and looked around.
"It's overwhelming, right? Why are there so many different tampons?" The man said.
Cash chuckled a little and then took a box off the shelf. "My girl always uses these. They seem to be good." He said while shrugging.
The other man nodded and, after giving it some thought, took the same box and thanked your boyfriend.
He hadn't noticed, but you had finished your bathbomb session and were now standing behind him. You wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your head on his shoulder.
"Did you just help out a fella in need?" You asked him, completely flattered by the fact that he knew which tampons you used. He paid attention to so many little things that had never mattered to anyone before. But he cared.
"Yep." He answered as you pressed your lips on his cheek, a meek smile spreading across his face.
You continued your shopping and got everything you needed, until Pawla's toy was the only thing missing. You both stood there and to any other person, you must've seemed like two crazy people: pressing each and every toy, dismissing the ones that didn't squeak, debating whether or not she would like the feel of the fabric, if it was her color and so on. But Pawla was your baby, as you didn't have children of your own. Yet.
When you finally had all your goods, you made your way over to checkout. The cashier seemed to be really into Cash, asking him about his day, talking about the stuff he/you bought, and generally flirting with him. Poor Cash, however, was completely oblivious to all her attempts. It was only when she asked if you were his sister that he slowly realized what was going on. He looked at you, uncertain on how to react. You just smiled at him, and to his surprise, you nodded her head at her question. He furrowed his brow, but didn't dare ask why you'd said that. He quickly paid and moved away from the young woman as fast as he could; the whole situation confused the living hell out of him. When you were out of earshot, he turned to you. "Why did you do that?"
You smiled up at him. "Turn around, Babe. I'm pretty sure she is still checking you out, drooling all over herself."
He did as he was told and noticed you were right. Her eyes were glued to him, and when he caught her looking, her face turned a bright red.
He couldn't stop the smile spread across his face and his cheeks turn a soft shade of pink, but he was still confused. "That doesn't answer my question, Darlin."
As you were now in the parking lot, walking over to your car, you finally explained to him. "I just feel you have no idea of the effect you have on women. It's funny to me how you have this really physical job where fans are fantasizing about what you could do to them. You just don't know how handsome and hot you are. So let me boost your ego a bit, Baby." You rubbed his back while you continued. "And I'm not gonna lie, it kinda turns me on when other people lust after you...knowing that I'm the one who's living out their fantasies."
Cash snickered at your explanation as he loaded your belongings in the trunk. "Y/N, you have the weirdest kinks."
You just shrugged at his comment and pulled him closer by his hips. Your lips were so close to his that they were almost brushing againt each other. With another grin, he gently pecked your lips. You deepened the kiss when you felt his hands on your waist, but soon broke away from him when you heard someone huff.
"Scandalous, these two." When you both turned into the direction of the voice, you saw the elderly lady from before again. You giggled and pressed your face in the crook of his neck. "She's going to get us banned here, Baby."
Cash laughed and ran his fingers through your hair before pressing his lips to your forehead.
"Then let's go home, Darlin, where we can make out without causing a public nuisance."