Damian Priest One Shots and Imagines

Off Limits

Luis Martinez knew he shouldn't y/n was like an aunt to his good friend Dominik Gutierrez aka Dominik Mysterio. She had been a member of the backstage personal when Dominik's dad Oscar Gutierrez aka Rey Mysterio started with the WWE. Y/N had been in charge of taking care of him as a kid when he was backstage when he was involved in his custody storyline. But y/n was a flame and Luis was the moth drawn to her. He had gotten to know her more at Dominik's wedding in March. They hit it off and had been texting and talking for the past seven months. Dominik had warned him off her. Not because she was bad but because he didn't want y/n hurt. She had been a constant in his life since he was five and was a close friend of his parents. She had been hurt before by other wrestlers backstage so Dominik didn't want to see her hurt anymore. But Luis fought for as long as he could to not have feelings but those long nights of talking on the phone, backstage, FaceTime or texting and well not only Luis but y/n too had fallen for each other. She still worked backstage and still working with the kids of the wrestlers and other backstage personnel.

Damian's POV

As I was sitting in my private locker room a knock came on the door. First two up high and two dead center. That's y/n. I quickly got up and closed the distance between myself and the door quickly opening it. Y/N stood there smiling up at me. I quickly hooked her around her waist pulling her into the room locking it.

"Did anyone see you come here?" I asked.

She blinks up at me "Hi to you too," she said a small pout on her lips.

"Sorry. Hi," I said quickly pecking her lips.

"Better. Luis. I don't know why we have to sneak around."

"I just," I said running a hand down my face.

"Are you embarrassed by me? Is it because I don't look like the girls you normally hang out with?" she said her eyes filling with tears.

"What?! No," I said cupping her face in my hands.

"Oh come on. I see who you hang out with. I am not dumb!" she said as the tears that had threatened to spill did spill "Maybe Dom was right," she stepped back from me. She turned from me walking to the door unlocking it "Look. I'm not dumb, Luis" she said her hand on the door knob "I just was hoping you'd be different. But you're like the others. You want me as your dirty little secret. I deserve better," a loud sob escaped her lips as she opens the door

"Y/N wait!" I said closing the distance between us shutting the door with my hand. She didn't turn.

"I'm done. I'm done being the dirty little secret. I'm not like the others. Never have been. I don't have fake anything. I don't even have a fake tan. This is me. I-I honestly thought you were different Luis. But you're not, you're like Nik and all the others . You would rather have the fake ones on your arm in public and me blindly behind the scenes and in your bed," she was looking at the door. But I could tell she was crying "Let me go please."

"No. Not until you listen to what I have to say. If you want to leave after that. Then-then I won't stop you."

"You have five minutes," she said to the door.

I turned her towards me. She kept her head down not even meeting my eyes. I hooked her chin and brought her face to me. But her eyes didn't rise "Look at me!" I beg. Her beautiful green eyes rose to meet mine. They were red and puffy from crying. I took the side of my thumb wiping away the tears "I don't want them I don't want anyone but you."

She scoffed "Oh please. I'm not blind," she said stepping back her arms acrossed her chest.

I massage my temples "Look. The only reason I haven't told anyone about you. About us is because I-" I ran my hands down my face "I just."