One Shots - WWE Edition

Your Move - Enzo Amore

"Enzo... you've got about 10 seconds to get out of my face."

"Come onnnnnnn."

"No."

"Come oooooonnnnnnnnnnnnn."

"NO." Enzo's tall frame blocked my line of sight as I tried to glare straight ahead. At just 4'11, it's kind of hard for me to look genuinely irritated at times. But I really am! I promise! "You are literally a creep." I snorted.

"Am not??" He feigned being hurt as he thew his hands up in surrender. "It isn't fair. Why didn't you tell me you had glasses, what kind of a best friend are you?!"

"The kind who is also your manager." I huffed in response. Yep. This nearly 6' tall 200lb overgrown puppy is not only my best friend, but also my protege. It's been.... interesting to say the least. Enzo works so hard and loves what he does. Sometimes it's a bit difficult to get him to be serious. But when he does he has a laser focus that cannot be broken.

"You're not being fair. I get it I get it... you're the teeny tiny badass clad in black purple haired chick from Australia. I get that! But just let me see you in your glasses once? Please? Pleeeaasseee?" His face fell way into a soft pout and I felt the corners of my mouth twitching. Damn you Enzo Amore, and your stupid puppy face. Damn you.

With a loud sigh I threw my bag open and began to fish around in it until I felt the smooth frame of my glasses settled at the very bottom. They were small to fit my face, with a medium thick black frame. My eyesight isn't terrible... I just need help reading things from far away at times. I almost exclusively wear my contacts. But sometimes, when I'm out of the ring, I find it more comfortable to wear my glasses. I had already taken my contacts out after my match earlier and had no excuses. With a deep sigh I gently slid the frames onto my face. The settled onto my nose bridge and my cheeks immediately began to feel warm. Enzo clapped his hand's over his mouth.

"You look so cuuuute!" 

"I'm not cute!" I growled before snatching the frames off my face. 

"No no." Enzo gently gripped my hand and took the frames from them, only to replace them over my eyes. "There." He smiled more softly than I had ever seen and I looked down quickly. I tucked a dark purple strand of hair behind my ear. I was suddenly very interested in the design of my black converse and matching onyx ring gear. "What's the matter?" He cooed his question, completely unaware of how much of a wreck I was right now. The strand of hair fell from it's resting place behind my ear and before I could reach up, Enzo reached forward himself and placed the hair back behind my ear. I stiffened up with his finger lightly grazed my ear and the side of my face. 

I always got super nervous when it was the two of us like this. Enzo was apparently completely unaware of the effect he had on me. But I absolutely could not let him know. He may be older than me by a few years but he's still my protege for God's sake! As my thoughts were racing faster than my heart Enzo was resting his eyes softly on me. I bit my lip and looked up, ready to speak, when he slid his eyes away from mine to look nowhere in particular. Had he just been staring? I couldn't handle this any longer, afraid my heart might burst, and tried to start up a different conversation.