My secret lover

Chapter 13

OUTSIDE OF RAW WITH HELEN AND STEVE STANDING OUTSIDE WHERE THE WRESTLERS COME IN

I'm so exited, I think as we're standing outside of the arena, watching the wrestlers come in. "When did you start liking wrestling?" Steve asks, Helen talking to a lady with blonde hair. "I think I was 5. I was playing around with the remote and changed the channel." I explain and a car pulls up and into a space near the arena that looks VERY familiar. My eyes bulge a little when my thoughts are interrupted by roman getting out of the passenger seat and Seth from the back. Fans start cheering and they wave, then their gazes falling on me. I bite my bottom lip and raise 4 of my fingers at them slightly. They smirk as dean gets out of the driver's side, his eyes landing on me as he walks to the trunk. I look away and Steve gives me a questioning gaze. "That's the shield. One of my favorite groups." I half mumble. He nods and the guys walk over to screaming fans, signing things. I watch them as they slowly make their way down the line. "Don't you want their autograph magic?" Helen asks as I stand there, starring at the shield. "Huh? Oh, no. I have it already from awhile ago." I lie, my eyes snapping to her. She nods and dean saunters over to me as he was near me a second ago. "Nice shirt kid." He says, giving me a sly wink. My face brightens and my cheeks warm. "Uh, thanks." I say and he signs something from the guy next to me. He walks along the line and Seth and roman nod slightly at me. "Let's go in. I'm h-hungry." I say to Helen and Steve. They nod confused and start to walk away. I turn back to dean who gives me a look, saying that everything's still planned. I nod and catch up to Helen and Steve.

1 HOUR INTO RAW. A FEW MINUTES BEFORE THE SHIELD COMES OUT

"I'll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom." I tell Helen, touching her on the shoulder. She nods and I get up, jogging up the stairs. I smile when I notice it is practically dead where all the concession stands are. I walk down the hall and smile when I see the shield. Dean notices me first and excuses himself from the rest of them and the guard. Ignoring him following me, I walk a little further and go into the bathroom. I walk down the isles and am about to go into a stall when I'm shoved gently into it. "Hey baby." Dean whispers in my ear from behind, making a giant smile appear on my face. "Hey. Nice shirt." I joke, turning around. He chuckles, wrapping me in his arms. "You still gonna be able to meet me outback after the show?" Dean asks huskily, putting his hands in my back pockets. "Of course." I reply softly, my hands on his upper triceps. "I love you." He says, kissing down my neck and along my collarbone. "You're wet." I say, scrunching my nose. Dean laughs against my neck, shoving his wet hair against me more. "Ugh. That's gross!" I shriek, jumping away from him. He smirks, walking away and coming back with some paper towels. He leans me against the wall of the stall, wiping the water off of me. "Better babe?" Dean asks, sliding his hands up and down my sides. I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I'm always wet around you." I tease, making dean groan. "Magic, I don't have time to make love to you in the bathroom. I have a match in like, a minute." Dean says, twirling my hair in his fingers. "I know." I giggle, kissing him. He kisses back, pressing me against the wall more as his tongue slides in my mouth. I wrap my legs around his waist and run my hands through his hair. "Mm... I gotta go... I'll see you after the show. Don't get caught." Dean says, slowly pulling away from me. I peck him on the lips, sliding down off of him. "Ok. I love you." I say, dean snuggling his face into my neck again. "I love you more." He mumbles. I giggle, pushing him out of the stall. "I know you do. Now go, you have a match and I have to pee." I tell him. He sighs, patting me on my butt. "Ok Chiquita. See you after the show." Dean replies, kissing me before tugging on my lip as he pulls away. Dean walks out of the bathroom and I walk back into the stall and go to the bathroom. After I'm done, I walk back down to my seat and Helen and Steve look at me expectantly. "There was a line." I shrug, lying easily. They nod and I watch as punk and dean wrestle.

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AFTER THE SHOW

"You guys go home. A friend of mine from awhile ago said she'd give me a ride home. Oh, can I um, stay over her house?" I ask Helen, Steve getting the car. "Of course. Just be careful and have fun." Helen says as Steve pulls up. I nod and hug Helen before walking to the back of the arena. When I get there, I wait for dean. A few minutes go by and I get cold, so I hug myself to stay warm as the rain beats down on me. I see someone run out of the door and over to me. I smile when I notice it's Seth. "Hey. Dean had a meeting with Stephanie and hunter. He told me to come get you." He explains. I nod and he shrugs off his sweatshirt, handing it to me. I mutter a quick "thanks" and put it on. We walk into the arena through the back door and Seth leads me to their locker room. "Hey roman." I say as we walk in. He waves at me, barely looking up from his phone. I look to Seth with a questioning face. He shrugs and I sit on one of the benches, giving Seth his sweatshirt. He takes it and sits down, turning on the tv to an old RAW. A few minutes go by and dean walks in, making me smile. His smile grows as he sees me. He runs over to me, embracing me tightly. "Dean. It's only been. Two hours. Since. I saw you." I gasp, hugging dean back nonetheless. Seth and roman chuckle. "What do you think he was talking about the rest of the show and during our match?" Roman asks, as dean sits me in his lap on the bench. I giggle and look at dean, who's blushing. "Awe, someone's blushing." I tease, poking his cheeks. We all laugh and then Seth gasps. "Magic! Your hair!" He shouts, pointing to my hair. Dean and roman look at it too, making me worried. "What? What's wrong with it?" I ask, my eyes huge. "Um, magic babe, what hair dye have you been using?" Dean questions, running his hand through my hair. I furrow my eyebrows. "I think I used a temporary one last time. Why?" I ask cautiously. Dean shows me his hand that was in my hair and it's covered in purple. "Fuck." I mumble, getting up and running into the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror and see that about an inch from my roots down, are just bleached. "Dean!" I call. He walks in, leaning on the doorframe with a smirk plastered on his face, and his arms crossed. "I can't go anywhere like this." I say, pointing to my hair. Dean walks in, shutting the door and locking it. "Here, I'll help. Take off your clothes." Dean orders, pulling off his shirt. I roll my eyes. "Dean, how is that gonna help at all?" I question. Dean chuckles, wrapping me in his arms. "The rain washed some of the hair color off. So if you take a shower, the rest will come off." Dean explains. "Ok... I guess." I say, stripping off my shirt and pants. "All of it." Dean says and my face flushes as I notice he's completely naked. Dean smirks as he notices me starring at him and I shake my head, finishing taking off my clothes. Dean turns on the shower and we get in. "Turn around so you're not facing me." Dean orders. I turn around and dean starts massaging shampoo in my hair and then rinses it out. After he does it again. "Are you almost done?" I complain, dean laughing at me. "Yes. Now turn around baby." I do as he says as he smiles, looking over my hair. "You look good as a blonde." He compliments. I step closer to him, so we're both under the water. "I don't want to be blonde. I wanna be purple." I say, pouting my lips. Dean chuckles, cupping my face in his hands. "You're just as beautiful." He says quietly. I smile, connecting our lips, my hands on his wrists. He pushes me against the shower wall and brings my leg up around his waist. One of his hands slides down to my vagina and he rubs my nub, making me moan. He slides his tongue in my mouth and pushes a finger inside of me, making me gasp in ecstasy as he thrusts it in and out of me. "Dean." I moan quietly, my eyes closed. "Sh, baby. You don't want Seth or roman to hear." Dean whispers, moving onto my neck as he sloppily kisses it. He slips another finger into me and I start to grind myself against his hand. "You like that baby?" Dean mumbles, sucking on my sweet spot and grazing it with his teeth, leaving a mark. "Oh yes." I breathe softly, dean slightly chuckling. I tug on his hair as he sticks another finger in me, curving them. "Oh shit." I mutter. Dean sh's me quietly, sucking on my lip. There's a knock on the door, making me open my eyes and dean groan. "Will you two hurry up? We have to go!" Seth Announces. "Dammit Seth. We'll be ready in a minute." Dean snaps, withdrawing his fingers. I slip out from underneath him and grab a towel, quickly drying off. I put on my bra and underwear before my skinny jeans. Dean steps out after turning off the shower and I bite my lip, noticing his erection. He puts on his boxers and pants before reaching for his shirt. I grab it at the same time, smirking and he looks at me with an "I don't have time for this" look. I pull it from his grasp and put it on. "Really?" Dean asks bored. My smirk drops and I frown at him. "What did I do?" I ask, tears stinging my eyes. "I just wanted to spoil you tonight. But they got in the way." Dean explains, pointing to the door. "We can when we get to your house babe. It's ok." I tell him, touching his arm. He shrugs me off, walking out. "Not the same." He mutters and I stand there for a minute before walking past Seth who's standing there with a raised eyebrow.