Part Seventeen

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Author's Note: Idea by @maisie381

Author's Note (again): I don't actually hate Dom, it's just needed for the plot xxx

Author's Note (last one okay): #1 in RheaRipley? Thanks!

Word Count: 1010

I woke up still clinging to Demi's chest.

I blinked and looked at her.

She was awake.

'Morning sleepy,' she said as I rubbed my eyes.

She pulled my hands away from my face and lovingly pecked my lips.

She smiled at me.

I yawned, stretching my arms above my head, and said, 'I'm going to get changed.'

Demi let go of me so I could climb off her.

She watched as I went to the bathroom to change and got changed herself.

When I got back, she said, 'You look gorgeous.'

A beautiful smile graced her perfect lips.

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her neck.

'You look better, my sweet,' I said.

I let go and held her hand.

'Let's go get breakfast.'

We went downstairs and into the little restaurant.

As it was so early, no one else was there.

I picked up a breakfast menu and brought it to the table Demi had chosen.

'I'm not that hungry, can we get something to share?' I asked, reading the menu.

'You have to eat breakfast,' Demi replied, almost automatically.

I chose a fruit bowl and handed the menu to Demi so she could choose.

'I think I'll have bacon strips with whatever they suggest,' she said.

'Why do you always order stuff with meat in it?' I asked.

'Okay, I won't.'

'No, if you want it, have it.'

'I was joking.'

I went slightly red.

'I can't really tell if people are joking,' I said quietly.

'That's okay, I'll try and make it clear when I do,' Demi said.

All of a sudden, Dominik Mysterio walked in.

He glanced at me once, before sitting down beside Demi (I was opposite her).

He started talking to her, completely ignoring me.

Eventually, he got up and went to get breakfast.

I sat there, feeling slightly upset at the fact I'd been ignored.

Demi smiled at me.

'Shall we run off while he's over there?' she asked.

I nodded, ignoring the idea of getting food.

We could get something later, anyway.

We snuck out into the lobby.

Demi cupped my face and kissed the tip of my nose.

'Sorry about that,' she said.

She kissed me once more, this time on the lips.

I kissed her back passionately.

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕒𝕥𝕤 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝔹𝕠𝕒𝕥 - Rhea Ripley x Reader (Discontinued)Where stories live. Discover now