You sat in the hall after changing into your spare clothes feeling refreshed from the warm shower after your long and exhausting match against Io Shirai that seemed like it would never end until finally you got the upper hand and won while being in pain, sore, and a bit bloody having to get stitches before your shower to cover the the ten inch cut on your back just under your shoulder. Currently you were drawing in your sketchbook particularly Damian as he stood further down the hall at the catering table as he waited for his match against Pete Dunne not knowing that not only were you drawing him but that this wasn't the first sketch you had done of him over the past while from sketches of him sleeping on the bus you both were traveling on and a sketch of him working out to sketches of him stretching and him during his matches while watching backstage you couldn't help but draw him especially when he was a muse without even knowing it, you watched his match as you took a break from sketching to eat a small warm meal to ease your slightly upset stomach smiling softly at him when he walked by to his locker room. Two weeks later you and him went to the lake together enjoying one on one time together without being on the road or the rest of the roster in different rooms or nearby backstage as the two of you sat on pool floats talking and laughing as the two of you floated along the lake being sure not to go too far out as the sun shined over the two of you and then swimming in the cool water that eased your sun kissed skin, damian walked back to the car to grab his spare clothes where he heard a light thud looking down to see your sketchbook on the floor half opened showing a sketch you had done of him last week sitting outside his motel room with the neon lights glowing over him and soon he looked to see the other sketches you had done of him with a few sketches of other people and random things in between and soon he was just standing there with a small smile forming on his face as you walked to the car wondering what was taking him so long to dry off and grab his clothes since you were dried and already changed after bringing your spare clothes in a bag but when you stopped a few inches in front of him you saw him holding your sketchbook making your heart stop before he turned to look at you. "I see I've been your secret muse" a pink dust formed on your face as you looked at him making him chuckle while gently lifting your chin up before kissing you softly leading to a series of soft and paused kisses which made your heart flutter and quiver while wrapping your arms around his shoulders and his hands on your lower back as the two of you lost yourselves in the kiss and each other before both of you pulled away smiling at each other and laughing softly, "Wouldn't want anyone else as a muse, my muse" you smiled at each other before sharing another kiss before he was changed leading to the two of you having lunch and spending the evening at his house.
