WWE Preferences

His Pet Peeve Of Yours

A/N - I've reached a point where I find it impossible to find any ideas for this, and I'm wondering how much longer I'm going to be able to stretch the book out, or if maybe I should bring it to a close.

You guys send me plenty of requests, but I've done them all before, there are never any that seem to be new anymore. What do you guys think?

End it? Or have you got some new ideas?

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AJ Styles - When you got nervous you would always chew on the inside of your lip to try and distract yourself, but what you didn't realise was that it made a hideous noise for the person who sat next to you. Every time you did it AJ would poke your cheek making you stop. "It's all gonna be alright, don't worry," he'd insist to try and stop your nerves.

Baron Corbin - "Have you seen my watch?" You stood up and walked over to him, taking his hand to where you'd placed it, where it belonged. "Why did you move it?" "I moved it because it belongs in the draw, not lying around on the coffee table." He shook his head, grabbing it and putting it on his wrist. You looked up at him sternly, tapping the draw with your hand.

Dean Ambrose - "Stop drinking coffee, you've had enough caffeine for a lifetime." You took the mug off the table like you usually did, watching him roll his eyes as you tipped the horrid smelling liquid down the sink before he could get it from you. "I'm trying to stay awake," he would protest. "There's better things for that, like sleeping maybe." Dean giggled.

Dolph Ziggler - "Dolph. Dolph." Yoh sighed nudging him in the arm making him groan and turn around. "What?" He muttered. "You're snoring again." He sighed turning back around away from you, ignoring what you'd said. If there was one thing that annoyed him it was when you woke him up because you couldn't get to sleep at night because of him.

Finn Balor - "...it's a good plan right?" The break of his voice made you snap out from looking at the floor, quickly flashing him a smile. "You weren't listening to me at all were you?" You sighed, hanging your head in shame, looking at the floor. "One day you'll actually listen to what I have to say." He snapped at you, making you utter several apologise.

Jeff Hardy - "Please just slow down," a voice said beside you, gripping onto the door handle tightly. "We aren't in a rush." You sighed, without even knowing your foot had started to push down a little hard on the pedal again. "Sorry," you whispered, taking your foot off the pedal a little. "Just keep calm, we've got plenty of time to get to the arena."

Randy Orton - "Y/N, turn the telly down, I'm trying to get some work done." You reached over and picked the remote up, turning the sound down a couple of notches. "Thank you." He let out a sigh, the third time he'd had to come in this afternoon so he could focus on getting some paperwork done without hearing whatever it was that you were watching.

Roman Reigns - He laid out on your lap, his hair falling everywhere, calling out for your fingers to run through it. "Don't even bother," he'd say catching your hand raise in the air as if to move towards him. "It hurts like hell when you do it." You sighed, placing your hand back down, staring at him with a sad pout. "Just man up a little," you teased, patting his forehead.

Sami Zayn - You walked down the corridor catching Sami waking towards you. "Babe!" You shouted, turning to the side, kicking your legs out until you reached him. "Why do you do that?" His sad tone was harsh, making your smile disappear. "It's just a laugh," you tried to assure him, but the frown on his face showed he clearly wasn't impressed at all.

Seth Rollins - "Have you ever heard of such thing as a washing machine?" You looked up noticing him walking down the stairs, dumping a pile of clothes on your lap. "All this was in your bedroom, it's like living with a child." You chuckled, picking it all up the best you could to wash. "Just make the place look nicer love."

Shane McMahon - It was uncontrollable, but you were well known for letting out a little burp every now and then. You sat around the table beside him, desperately holding it in, only for it to escape making everyone look at you. "Sorry," you smiled watching as everyone laughed at you, except for Shane who looked disgustingly at you.

Tye Dillinger - "Have you taken my jumper again?" You shook your head biting your lip to stop yourself from answering truthfully. "It's my favourite, just give it back." Usually you'd mess around for a bit, but Tye sounded heartbroken for it making you quickly succumb and fetch it for him to pack in his case. "Maybe get one of the horrible ones instead," he teased.