WWE Preferences

"Do you think..."

AJ Styles - "Do you think one day you'd ever get back in the ring?" You looked up from AJ's lap, your eyes fixating on his chin, where a short beard was forming. "I don't know, sometimes I want to, sometimes I don't." He nodded, cupping his hand on your cheek. "Do you miss it?" He asked. "Of course. Every single day." He smiled, running his thumb along your chin. "But then I remember all the injuries and long nights." He chuckled, his head tilting back slightly. "I don't blame you not missing that." He looked back down at you, his eyes glued to yours. "We're not getting any younger, I just want to discover more."

Baron Corbin - "Do you think we'll ever have children?" You tried to hold the drink in your mouth, struggling not to spit it out in shock. Baron looked across at you with hopeful eyes, not letting your initial shock get him down. "Do you?" You asked spinning the question back round. "Well yeah, I think it would be a new challenge." You smiled over at him, his eyes brightening. "I always imagined myself as a mother, bringing new life into the world." Baron nodded, reaching across and taking your hand in his. "That's good to know," he whispered.

Dean Ambrose - "Do you think this time next year we'll be married yet." Dean rolled over looking back at you, watching you closely as you fiddled with the diamond ring on your finger. "What makes you say that?" You sighed, shifting your vision to look at him. "We've been engaged for so long, I just feel like nothing is happening." Dean shifted his weight so he was leaning towards you, wrapping his arm around your waist, bringing you closer to him. "We've been so busy babe, but I promise, we'll sort it all out soon," he told you, kissing the top of your head.

Dolph Ziggler - "Do you think she'll ever speak to me again?" You whispered into his ear, burying your head further into his neck. "I don't know darling, but you don't need friends like her anyway, what she said is unforgivable." You nodded, sniffing back a couple of tears, not wanting to ruin Dolph's top. "Come on," he whispered, running his hand along your back, "she isn't worth you getting this upset, make sure you're strong sweetie." You nodded, pulling away and wiping under your eyes making sure all your tears disappeared.

Finn Balor - "Do you think we'll take a trip back to Ireland soon?" You asked Finn, lacing your hand in with his. He nodded over enthusiastically at you, "yeah definitely, everyone always asks when we're going back." He pulled you into his chest, squeezing you tightly. "Everyone liked me." You said, making it sound more like a question then statement. "Of course, they're always asking after you, especially my sister." You couldn't help but smile, his family actually liked you. "Maybe we should go next week," you suggested, his eyes brightening with happiness.

Jeff Hardy - "Do you think I can do it?" Jeff looked up from his phone, moving straight towards you in response to the sad expression on your face. "Of course I do," he began, placing his arm around your shoulders, "I don't think anyone but you could do this, you're going to absolutely smash it, and I'll be right here cheering you on." You leaned your head on his shoulder, his head falling onto yours. "I'm so scared," you whispered. "Don't be, I'll be right here supporting you all the way," he told you, kissing your head.

Randy Orton - "Do you think she's tired?" You quickly tore your eyes off the road, looking at the beautiful baby sat in the back of your car, head tilted back, light snores escaping. "She looks so peaceful," you whispered, looking back to the roads. "How did we create something so gorgeous," Randy muttered, pulling his phone out and taking a picture of her. "I don't know, but I'm so glad we have, she's the piece of happiness we were both missing." Randy nodded, unable to look across at you and tear his eyes away from her. "She most definitely is."

Roman Reigns - "Do you think your mum will mind?" You watched him shake his head, pulling round onto his parent's road. "She'll be ecstatic to see us both." You didn't dispute that, of course anytime she got to see her boy she was happy. "I don't want her to go out of her way though Ro, making room for the two of us to sleep." Roman pulled the car up, leaning over and taking your hands in his. "Let's not worry about that, lets just knock on the door and give her the best surprise." You nodded, opening the door, both of you climbing out of the car.

Sami Zayn - "Do you think we'll find the one?" You laced your hand in with Sami's, unable to contain your excitement. "It'll be impossible not to." You walked down the aisle, noticing at the back all the wooden cages. "Look, there they all are!" You squealed, pulling Sami straight over to where all the guinea pigs were. "Oh Sam, look." He bent down, looking at the tens of guinea pigs running around. "Can we get them all?" You asked, giving him a shy pout. "I don't think we'd get fifty off guinea pigs home darling, maybe two will do," he smiled.

Seth Rollins - "Do you think I'm being stupid?" Seth brought his chair closer towards your bed, taking your hand in with yours. "Not at all, your only human, you've got emotions baby, surgery isn't easy." You nodded feeling his callous hand brush your hair out of your face. "I don't want to get this upset, I've had an op before." Seth nodded, he understood, he always did. "Stop working yourself up over this, I promise you that you'll be fine." He leaned forwards, and pecked your cheek softly.

Shane McMahon - "Do you think he'll like them?" You took the tape off your hand, sealing down the last piece of wrapping paper on all your sons Christmas presents. "I'm sure he will, he asked for all of these things, didn't he?" "Yeah, I just want the day to be perfect for him." Shane took the gift from you, and placed it under the tree. "I'm sure he'll love it, you know what he's like, any gift for him is a good gift." You smiled, knowing you were fretting over nothing. "I'm just so excited," you whispered, crawling over to give Shane a hug.

Tye Dillinger - "Do you think we'll make it in time?" You asked Tye, gripping onto the door handle as his foot pushed down further on the pedal. "Yeah of course," Tye told you, not taking his eyes off the road. "Alive?" His shoulders dropped, his foot rising a little. "Sorry," he whispered, "I just don't want to miss Shinsuke's wedding, he'll never forgive me." You reached across and placed your hand on his thigh. "Don't worry, just slow down a little, we've got plenty of time." He nodded, weakening his grip on the wheel, taking it a lot slower, and safer.