WWE One Shots

33. Roman Reigns- Petty Arguments

Allison stood by the window, her gaze fixed on the bustling city below, the distant sounds of traffic mingling with the gentle hum of the evening. Roman Reigns, her boyfriend and WWE superstar, was late again. Frustration gnawed at her insides, twisting her emotions into a tangled mess. She had been looking forward to their dinner date all day, a rare moment of peace in their hectic schedules. But as the minutes stretched into hours, disappointment weighed heavy on her heart.

Finally, the door creaked open, and Roman stepped into the room, a sheepish expression on his face. He held out a bouquet of flowers, a silent offering of apology, but Allison's anger simmered beneath the surface like a dormant volcano waiting to erupt.

"You're late," she stated, her tone clipped and cold.

Roman's shoulders slumped, his gaze dropping to the floor as he shuffled awkwardly into the room. "I know, and I'm sorry, babe," he replied, his voice tinged with regret. "Traffic was crazy, and then there was some last-minute stuff at the arena."

Allison's temper flared at his explanation, her frustration bubbling over like a pot about to boil over. "You're always late, Roman," she snapped, her voice sharp with irritation. "Do you even care about our plans? Do you realize how much it hurts when you break your promises?"

Roman's expression softened at her words, his eyes filled with remorse as he took a step closer, the bouquet of flowers trembling in his hand. "I do care, Allison. I never meant to hurt you," he apologized, his voice sincere. "I'll do better, I promise."

Tension hung heavy in the air as Allison struggled to rein in her emotions, her heart torn between anger and longing. She wanted to believe Roman's words, to let go of her resentment and embrace the warmth of his embrace. And yet, the wounds of disappointment ran deep, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable.

"I'm sorry too, Roman," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. I just... I miss you when you're not around."

Roman's eyes softened at her admission, his heart aching at the pain reflected in her gaze. He stepped forward, closing the distance between them with tentative steps, his hand reaching out to gently brush her cheek. "I miss you too, Allison. More than you'll ever know," he confessed, his voice tinged with longing. "I promise to make it up to you, to be better for you. Because you mean everything to me."

Tears welled in Allison's eyes as she met Roman's gaze, the weight of her anger and frustration melting away like snow beneath the sun. She reached out to accept the bouquet of flowers, her fingers trembling as she clutched them to her chest. "I love you, Roman," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "And I forgive you."

Roman pulled her into his arms, his embrace warm and comforting as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "I love you too, Allison," he murmured, his voice a gentle reassurance. "Let's never let petty arguments come between us again."

In that moment, as they lingered in each other's arms, the petty argument that had threatened to drive them apart faded into insignificance, replaced by the unbreakable bond that united their hearts as one. And as they stood together, bathed in the soft glow of forgiveness and reconciliation, Allison knew that their love was stronger than any obstacle they might face