Moxley's Girl [Dean x Naomi]

His Witch 2/?

[ im really feeling these supernatural themes

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Two months later

You know Naomi thought that after her first interaction with the vampire Dean she'd be done with him, I mean she did basically use her magic to tase his ass so she thought he'd back off. But oh boy was she wrong!

Not only did she somehow, excuse the pun, spark an obsession in him, but it's gotten to the point where he's sending people to keep an eye on her during the daytime. And by people she meant another witch and, get this, a fucking demon! Like who the fuck does that? Dean motherfucking Ambrose that's who!

Currently Naomi was making a potion for a client who was dealing with an ex who put a hex on her, and if she was being honest with herself it was kicking her ass! The hex the ex casted on the poor girl was rather strong and she came to Naomi practically begging for her help and she couldn't turn her down. So that's why Naomi was barefoot in her shop at 2 pm on a Tuesday trying to figure out how the fuck to break this hex. Her first attempt failed when she tried a simple blessing so she decided to go for a bathing solution.

Which was...a lot more difficult than she thought, since the young woman had sensitive skin and Naomi didn't want to cause irritation.

“What the fuck else should I add?” She murmured to herself as she looked at her Gilmore, there wasn't a potion in the Gilmore already so she had to start from scratch, and as she mentioned before it was kicking her ass! “Okay umm…” She licked her lips as she scanned over the list of things that could break a hex. “I haven't tried adding Chamomile…” Just as she muttered that she heard the bell on the door chime signaling she had another customer. Cursing under her breath she slipping on her pink Fenty Puma slides and went out to greet them only to see her shop was empty…

Raising an eyebrow she walked around, she know she heard the door open...maybe they thought that she wasn't here and left…

Shrugging she turned only to yelp in surprise when she saw in front of her a grinning dark skin woman.

“Ember! What the fuck?!” Naomi hissed as she clutched her chest, her heart beating what feel like a million miles per hour.

Ember Moon, the witch she mentioned earlier she use to refer to her as Dean's witch but apparently that title belong to her, not that she wanted said title please note that!

“Hi Nao!” Ember's greeted with a grin, not even commenting on the glare the other woman was giving her.

After getting her heart rate back to normal she made her way back to the back to finish the potion, though she did greet Ember who followed her back to the back only to stop when she noticed who else was in her shop looking at her Gilmore like he paid her bills and shit.

Pete Dunne, the gotdamn Demon, she would refer to him as Dean’s demon but really he was Ember's.

You know how she said she doesn't deal with Demons? Apparently that was a gotdamn lie because she had to deal with one on the regular now, all because of fucking Dean Ambrose! He was gonna get tased again, let that be noted right here right now!

“What the fuck are you doing?!” She hissed as she grabbed her Gilmore. Pete just glanced down  at her with his signature sneer. Naomi just glared at his 5’10 ass, she didn't know whom the fuck he thought she was but she did know she wasn't the one!

Ember, feeling the animosity decided now was a good time to interject herself into this by taking the Gilmore from Naomi. “So you're trying to break a hex?” She asked as she pulled Pete away from the glaring witch who was .5 seconds from flinging him across the room. 

Naomi took her eyes off Pete, nodding as she went back to the potion, finally adding the Chamomile.

“What kind?” That stopped Naomi...shit she hadn't thought about that. “Uh… the way the girl explained it it seemed like a basic hex that causing her bad luck. Her ex put it on her when they broke up.” Naomi explained, while normally she would've kicked them out (at least tried to) she was glad Ember was here for once. Having a second opinion would be helpful and she knew this was more of Ember's territory in the first place.

Ember who made herself comfortable by pushing Pete on the couch and settling in his lap hummed a bit. “I'm gonna need you to explain a bit more.”

Naomi glanced over at her and explained the situation to Ember, including what the client was going through and what she had done to try and break it. The description of what the client was going through interested Ember who scrunched up her nose as she mentally ran through the potential causes. She really didn't believe it was a proper hex, since Naomi told her the ocean water cleanse Naomi did didn't work. 

“It’s a curse not a hex.” She spoke after a minute wiggling out of Pete's hold to go help Naomi. “And before you ask, yes there is a difference. It's not huge but it has to be dealt with differently.” Ember explained as she went around grabbing the things she needed. “You had the right idea with making a bath soak though. But you're using the wrong ingredients.” Naomi wasn't going to argue, like she mentioned this was Ember's thing. Naomi watched as the other witch whipped together the bath soak, she could hear her muttering in Latin as she did so.

“And done!” Ember said after about an hour of working, which Naomi was watching intensely, writing down everything in her Gilmore...who  knows when it would come in handy!

“Holy shit! Thank you!” Ember just smiled as she grabbed a note card writing down the instructions on how to use it. “She need to soak for at least an hour in hot water, like as hot as she can stand. It should break the curse.” Naomi nodded as she took the note card and wrapped it around the vial with a neon green ribbon, her signature. “I don't know how to thank you!”

Regret that's the word that flashed in Naomi's mind when she noticed the wicked grin that creeped onto Ember's face when she said those words. She watched as said woman turned to look at the demon lounging on her couch before turning back to look at Naomi, looping her arms through hers.

“Well...there is one thing you can do…”