WWE imagines 3

Southern honesty

Everything slowed hearing the southern accent turning to see man with short hair and the most beautiful smile you have ever seen making you melt as he falls for you immediately and only smiles at you being a fellow southerner. You and AJ could feel the tension and passion all at once as the two of you hang out backstage with your shared friends "I mean I'm not the only one who could knock Roman off his feet I mean this gal over could too" you raise a brow at North Carolina man as everyone else laughed lightly as the confused look on your face turned to a smirk once everyone else looked away from the two of you "I think i can knock more out of you than your feet from underneath you" you see the stunned look and growing redness on his face, "That is if you let me knock the tension out slowly" his heart erratically shakes as you wink before grabbing a drink walking in your locker room smiling when you noticed aj behind you but that changed in an instant when he grabs you and slowly pins you to the wall "Is that a Tennessee thing or you just wanting me?" you giggle lightly but shake a little from the chill that goes up your spine when he touches your warm skin with his cool fingers "I wouldn't be this calm in this position if I didn't feel more for you than I ever have than anyone in my life" he leans forward kissing you affectionately before leaving to head out for his match with Finn against Damian Priest and Edge. After winning their match, you hug the two waving at finn as he talks to Liv Morgan leaving you and aj alone in his locker room leading to him closing and locking the door pulling you into a frantic kiss leading to clothes being thrown on the floor both of you biting your lips not to make too much noises smiling in the crook of his neck an hour later "Earlier, it was southern honesty" he laughs as the two of you get up being sure to use the bathroom before putting your ring gear back on while aj put on is soare clothes waiting outside your locker room as you change into your spare clothes, the two of you head to dinner deciding to make up for skipping ahead but neither of you would change it.