Backstage shenanigans were a regular thing backstage at Ring of Honor, especially with and Matt Jackson around. The members of the Bullet Club were always messing with each other. Their jokes usually didn't involve you, however.
That was until one night after a particularly grueling match. You had just put on the match of your life. Every muscle in your body ached. All you wanted was to get changed and go to the hotel so you could take a nice long shower and relax.
You opened the door and immediately felt a rush of ice cold water soak you. You froze at the initial shock before anger set in. You knew immediately who was behind this.
"Hey Y/n, you look a little wet." You heard a voice say from behind you.
You turned and saw Nick Jackson standing there. He had a cocky little smirk on his face. You knew he was proud of his handiwork.
"You don't say?" You said with a roll of your eyes.
"Oh c'mon! It's funny." He said.
"To you? Or to me? I'm not seeing the humor." You said.
"Lighten up. Take a joke." He said.
"Just sleep with one eye open, that's all I'm saying." You said before turned your back on him and stepped into your locker room.
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The Young BucksOne Shots & Drabbles
FanfictionOne shots and drabbles about Nick and Matt Jackson, better know in professional wrestling as the Young Bucks. These are original works. Please do not copy or share.
