WWE Imagines

Shayna Baszler-Here To Stay

Pairing: Shayna Baszler x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst/Fluff, Mentions of Homophobic Fan.

Word Count: 1,364

Summary: During a meet and greet you come across a homophobic fan, causing your girlfriend to step in and put the fan in his place.

A/N: Technically this wasn't a request, but SamMacQuoid  asked me to write for Shayna so it is in a way. Anyways, Hope You Enjoy!

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You smiled in the car as Shayna drove you to the arena.

Today you both were heading to a meet and greet, and it was your first ever! You've planned this day for the past 2 weeks and it's finally here.

Shayna parked the car before taking a deep breath. "You ready for this?" You smiled nodding your head. "Yeah I can't wait to meet all the fans, sign papers, and titles and-" Shayna covered your mouth, forcing you to stop your ramble.

"Okay, okay, I know. You've been telling me all about it for 2 weeks now." She uncovered your mouth and got out the car, going to get some stuff. You both walked through the empty arena, going to the room where the meet and greet will take place.

In the room there were many other WWE Superstars that stood there. Shayna picked a table and set your stuff up. "You gonna be okay over here?" You took a seat. "Yeah, I'll text you if I need anything."

She quickly placed a kiss on your forehead. "I'll be over there." She pointed to a table a little to the right of you. You watched as she went to sit down, getting some posters of herself out.

A couple of minutes later, the flood started. Fans of many ages came through the doors, kids running around, adults looking at wrestlers like they are their idols.

The first person at your stand was a little boy. "Hi!" The boy looked at you shocked, expression then changing of happiness. He squealed and jumped up and down when you reached a shirt out with your signature on it. The parents asked if they could take a picture which you happily did.

Those fans left satisfied, another round coming through.

That's basically how the small portion of your evening went until you looked up and made eye contact with a teenage girl.

Her eyes widened as you threw a smile. She pointed to you and with her parents, they got in the medium length lines that formed.

After 6 pictures and signatures, the girl faced you with a smile. "Oh my god, I can't believe I'm actually meeting you!" You quickly stood up and pulled her into a big hug as she cried. "Hey it's okay, don't cry."

You soothingly rubbed her hair. "Wanna take a picture?" She nodded her head, wiping her face with the back of her hand.

You both stood by each other with a smile as the Mom took a picture. "Honey, I'm going to the bathroom." You heard the Mom say as she left. You talked to the girl for a while until she decided to leave and go meet someone else. "You're so pretty, thank you." You waved at the girl with a little laugh.

You looked back up to see the Dad still standing there. "Uh, Sir, would you like a picture or autograph?" The man licked his lips, looking at you up and down. "Good god you look hot."

You were taken back by his words. "Excuse me?" The man ignored you. "My daughter was right. You are hot." You sucked in a breath, wondering if you should call someone over. "Sir, you can either have a picture, autograph, or both. Other than that, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave."

The man didn't seem to care as he stared at you. "You got a man?" You chuckled, pushing your hair back. "No sir." A smile creeped on the man's face, but you stopped him before he could say what he thought. "I'm lesbian, and do have a girlfriend."

You were sure the man could see his brain by the way his eyes rolled to the back of his head. "Oh, you're one of 'those'." You looked at him with an offensive expression. "What's that supposed to mean?" Your eyebrow was cocked up, waiting for him to continue.

"Y'know what I mean, don't play dumb sweetheart." You cringed at the little nickname. "You're way to pretty to be gay." You gave him a questioning look. "What do you mean I'm too pretty to be into girls?"

Before he could speak his wife called out, he gave you one last look. "See you soon darlin'." The man retreated back to his family, still keeping an eye on you.

You were so focused on the man, you didn't see your girlfriend come beside you. "Babe." You jumped, knocking over a cup of pens. "Oh, sorry." She bent down to pick them up, placing them back on the desk.

"You okay?" You nodded your head. "How's it going over here? Meet any cool fans?" You stayed silent for a couple of seconds. "Yeah." Shayna gave you a suspicious look, but brushed it off. "Okay, I'll be back to check on you." She walked away back to her station.

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For about an hour, fans filled the room, meeting their favorite wrestlers. You waved at a small fan, looking up to see who was next. "Hey pretty girl. Missed me?" You rolled your eyes at the sound of his voice.

"Sir, I'm lesbian and not interested. I already told you." The man seemed to ignore your words, inching closer. "Oh, I know, but I could make you straight. Make you straighter than a line."

You tried to hold back a laugh at his attempt at his pick up line. "Sir, I don't want you. I'm taken and into girls, so if you don't stop bothering me, I'm gonna call security on you."

The man smirked, not believing you. "You wouldn't." You raised your eyebrow with a challenging smile. "Security!"

Security came and grabbed the man, kicking him out. You gave a taunting wave as he was dragged out, missing the way his eyes darkened in anger.

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The meet and greet was closing up, wrestlers cleaning up their area. Shayna was already packed up and was helping you clean your station up. "Baby, before we go, imma go to the bathroom." Shayna let you go, packing up the rest of your table.

You walked down the hall to the bathroom, going in to do your business. You washed your hands and started to walk out. As you turned the corner, your mouth was covered and you were yanked back into a chest.

You squirmed in the hold, trying to escape whoever it was. "Stop moving!" You recognized that voice from earlier. It was the same creepy man from earlier. He somehow managed to sneak back in without being seen.

You bit down on his hand, a scream of pain coming from him. "HELP, HELP!" You screamed, hoping someone heard you.

Superstars could hear your yelling as Shayna got up fast, peeking her head out the hallway. She felt her body grow stiff at the sight of you pinned to the wall and that same man from earlier, kissing your face.

She ran down the hall, almost spearing him to the ground, putting him in a headlock. The man screamed out in pain, attempting to loosen her hold, but Shayna's a former MMA fighter. She knows how to keep her holds tight. "Go Y/n. Go get security." It took you a second before you ran, calling out for security.

With the words from Triple H, security held the man until the cops came. The man was charged for sexual assault and got 10 months in jail, considering this wasn't the first time he's been arrested for this.

You were standing outside, the wind blowing on you as the cops packed the man away after questioning. Shayna stood by your side, holding your hand.

You both were left alone, you shoving your face in her chest. "I was so scared!" You cried out, Shayna's arms wrapping around your scared form.

She rubbed soothing circles, trying to calm you down. "It's okay, alright, calm down, I'm here." Your cries died down as she helped you sit down on a nearby bench.

You rested your head on her shoulder. "Thank you for saving me." Shayna shook her head. "Baby there's no need to thank me. I'm your girlfriend. I'm here to stay, I'm always gonna protect you."