Wrestling One Shots/Short Stories

Dante Martin

This story is for @Raelynn827 

Thank you so much for requesting a story; hopefully, you will love it!!! 

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"Hey, pretty babe alert," Isaiah Kassidy called as I walked into the arena; the man's words made me smile; one of the first people I had met when I entered the wrestling world. "Hey, Saih," I greeted, accepting the hug he offered me. "Oh, do I have a surprise for you tonight?" he grinned brightly, walking beside me. "Oh really? If it's another fur jacket, you need to stop. I'm running out of closet space and never have a reason to wear them." I admitted the three he had already given me were buried in the back of my closet, collecting dust. "It's not. It's way better," he laughed, both of us stopping outside the women's locker room. "I'm counting on it then. I'll see you later," I laughed, hugging him again before stepping inside to get ready for the night.

Dante had a match against Orange Cassidy for the International Championship tonight and had asked me to escort him down for it, so I had to get dressed and get to hair and makeup. I couldn't decide what to wear; I always struggled to pick out things to wear for Dante. Even though we had been dating for a few months, I still got nervous around him and wanted to look good. Knowing I was running out of time, I settled on some distressed jean shorts with some rhinestones dangling down and a white lace bralette with a pair of white sneakers Dante had got me for my birthday. Now that I was dressed, I had to get to hair and makeup and meet Dante at the curtains. I had to fight not to make a face as I was seated beside Skye Blue; the girl had dumped Dante while he was out on injury and had a new relationship before people knew they were separated. Not that I was complaining because now I had him, but I didn't particularly appreciate that she had hurt him. Thankfully, the girls in hair and makeup were magical because it took no time, and I was on my way to meet up with Dante. 

As soon as Private Party's music hit and Isaiah stepped onto the wrap beside Marq Quen, I knew exactly what Isaiah's surprise had been. I had to fight back the excitement at seeing them, focusing instead on gently rubbing Dante's back, trying to console him after his loss against Orange. After their short segment, we all headed for the back, Dante and the boys heading straight for the locker room. "Quen!" As soon as we passed the curtain, I shrieked, launching into the man's arms with a giggle. "Faye," he returned, swinging me around in a tight hug. "Surprise," Isaiah shouted. "This is much better than another fur jacket," I agreed, now back on my own two feet. "Told you so," the younger of the two grinned. "We should go out tonight, hang out, and go to the club just like old times," Marq suggested, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as we moved out of the way and further down the hall. "Sure! I'll see if Action and the boys want to; tonight is Team Chill night." I shrugged. "Let me go ask, and I'll shoot you a text," I added, giving him another tight hug before I ran after the boys, catching up and jumping on Darius's back. "Isaiah and Marq wanna hit the club tonight. Do you guys want to?" I asked, looking at Dante. "Sure, I'm down," Action agreed. "I'm in, too," Darius shrugged, dropping me to my feet. "I guess yeah," Dante mumbled; the subdued reaction from the boy was not entirely strange but still made me wonder. Shaking it off, I bid them farewell for now and headed back for the women's locker room, texting Marq that we would join them. I could hardly contain my excitement as I headed for the parking lot to meet everyone and head to the club down the street.

OTHER POV

"Okay, if you aren't going to tell her you aren't comfortable with this, can you pout somewhere else? You're really bringing down the vibes." Darius told his brother, who had done nothing but whine and mope since his match ended and Faye and Marq Quen reunited. "I shouldn't have to tell her I'm not comfortable with it." the younger of the two muttered, hand wrapped tightly around his glass, eyes set in a glare on the two previously mentioned out on the dance floor. "You're right; sorry, I didn't realize she was a mind reader." Darius snorted. "You realize she isn't acting any different than she does with me or Darius, right?" Action questioned, now joining in on the conversation. "You're just mad because you know he has a crush on her," he added with a shrug. "I'm not mad. And it's different with you two. You guys are my family and wouldn't do something to her," the youngest member mumbled. "Then go do something about it if you don't like it." Darius groaned, having thought they'd have a fun night out, not that he'd be running interference so his little brother didn't get into trouble. "Woah, woah, woah. Where are you going?" Action interrupted as the younger man went to leave the booth. "Relax, I'm not going to do anything to him. I'm going to talk to Faye. Like you said I should" he groaned getting out of the booth, both of the other men sharing a look but letting him walk away.