Shivers * WWE Fanfic

08

In the morning I'm awaken by obnoxious knocking. I already know it's Dean. Instead of opening the door I cover my ears with my pillow.

"Hey! Shorty! Open up!" He screams. I groan because I can still hear him. He keeps knocking and it's only getting louder.

Finally I get up and open the door. "About time pipsqueak." He says as he walks in. "I was sleeping." I reply while rubbing my eyes and closing the door.

"Sleeping? It's 7:30 in the morning. You should've already worked out and took a shower."

"So you're telling me you already did that?" I lay back down on the bed and close my eyes. "Yes I already have. I ran two miles, worked-out at the gym, and took a shower."

"Mhmm." I mumble as I drift back to sleep. Suddenly I wake up when I feel him lift me. "What're you doing?" I scream. "You need to take a shower and get ready. We have to eat breakfast downstairs."

"I don't have to." He puts me down in the bathroom and looks down at me pointing his finger at me. It feels like I'm being scolded by my dad."Yes you do. You're my girlfriend and I'm not eating breakfast alone."

He walks out of the bathroom and closes it on the way out. Dean Ambrose has got to be the bossiest guy in the world.

"What're you doing?" He asks as I walk out of the bathroom. "Um I need clothes to change. Duh."

"You can simply come out when you're done taking a shower duh." He replies with sarcasm in his voice. "Oh yeah naked, right?"

"Why not? I'm your boyfriend ducky." He smirks and I have to look away. For some reason I feel myself blush.

"Okay whatever. I'll be out in a few minutes." I grab a random pair of shorts and a shirt, along with my undergarments. 

"Are those purple panties shortcake?" He asks with a grin. "No." I quickly hide my undies under my shorts and walk to the bathroom.

About half an hour later I walk out. Dean is laying on my bed staring at his phone. "About time. What took you so long?" He asks sitting up.

"I'm a girl." I reply as I get some socks to put on my converse. When I'm done putting them up I look up and Dean is staring at me.

"What?" His gaze intimidates me a lot. "Nothing you just look different with your hair wet." He says still keeping eye contact.

I'm the first to break the eye contact because it truly does intimidate me. It feels like he can look right through my soul and I don't like that one bit.

"Okay we should get going peanut." He says after a few seconds. Dean walks to the door and opens it. I walk out and he closes it behind.

"So now we have to eat breakfast together every day?" Never in a million years did I think I'd eat breakfast with Dean Ambrose.

Typically, I go to eat breakfast really late because I wake up late. When I get there I'm pretty much the only one around aside from a few wrestlers. I like it that way though. It feels like I have privacy.

"Of course squirt. We have to do everything together." He answers as we get in the elevator. "Oh gosh. Everything?"

"Yep everything cutie wootie pautie brat." He pokes my nose and I roll my eyes. "Are the stupid nicknames every going to stop?"

"Nope. We've already been over this shortstop." The elevator door opens and I get out before I flip out.

"Hey, hey, munchkin. We have to walk in together." I groan, "Yeah I know." He walks ahead of me and I follow him behind.

When we're about to enter the cafeteria he holds my hand. He's held my hand and few times but I still get this weird feeling when he does. Not to mention my hands ALWAYS sweat.

He let's go of my hand once we reach the line. To our surprise Sasha happens to be in front of Dean. "Hey Dean." She says with a grin. Wow. She really is stunning.

"Hey Sasha." Dean replies. It's the first time I hear Dean talk that way. He only said two words but he said them with so much sweetness. He must really like her.

"How have you been?" She asks as she moves up the line. Dean walks ahead without me. Of course he totally forgot about little ol' me behind him.

"Good. How about you?" He asks grabbing a plate. "I've been good as well. We haven't talked in a while." She mumbles as she serves herself some pancakes.

"Yeah I know." Dean replies pressing his lips in a thin line. "We should talk some time." Talk? I'm pretty sure that's not what she means. Based on what Dean told me they're pretty much just sex buddies.

"Yeah. The four of us could hang out." Dean says. "Four?" Sasha asks looking at him. "Yeah. You, Randy, my girlfriend and I."

Uh-oh. "Your girlfriend? You have a girl friend?" She sounds a little angry. A smile starts to form at the corner of Deans lips. "Yep."

"Who's your girlfriend?" She asks. Dean moves to the side and she looks at me. At first I don't know what should I do so I just stand there awkwardly.

Finally I smile at her. "Hey. I'm sure we've met before. I would love to hang out. The four of us. Kind of like a double date." I say as I grab Deans arm.

He kisses the top of my head and I lean onto his very, very, muscular arm. I mean I know Dean is muscular. You can tell from miles away. I've just never really touched his muscles.

"Of course." Sasha replies with a force smile. Her smile is not real and I can tell. By the way Dean is smiling I know he recognizes it too.

Sasha turns around and keeps advancing in the line. "You did good babe." He replies with a wink. I let go of his arm, "I suppose."

"Did you see her? She was clearly jealous!" He gushes with a chuckle. "Yeah she was." I say as I glance at Sasha who is walking to a table.

She turns to look at us but when she sees me she turns away quickly. Sasha is definitely jealous.