You and Nick were standing at the movie theater trying to decide what movie you wanted to watch. He wanted to watch some suspense horror film. You wanted to see a Rom-Com that your sister had been talking about lately. You knew, in the end, you would get your way. All you had to do was bat your eyelashes a little and wrap your arms around him and give him that look that makes him putty in your hands.
"We are not watching some chick flick." He said.
"Well, we aren't watching a horror movie." You said.
"Says who?" He asked.
"Says me." You said.
"Who made you the decision maker?" He asked.
"I think you forgot who wears the pants in this relationship." You said as you wrapped your arms around his torso and looked up at him, making sure to bat your eyelashes a little and pull your bottom lip between your teeth, something that you knew drove Nick crazy.
"Fine." He groaned as he gave in. "But when we get home I'm taking those pants off you and showing you who really wears the pants.." He said before he reached down and gave your ass a squeeze.
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The Young BucksOne Shots & Drabbles
FanficOne 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.
