Imagine your OTP going to a fancy place (whether it's a ball or a reunion, it's up to you.) The dress code requires them to dress up in suits and dresses, so the OTP prepares to look nice. However, Person B has a problem tying their tie, so Person A insists on tying it for them. (Optional: Person A blushes when their face is close to Person B's face.)
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It was the one night where everybody dressed to impress. It was the wrestling version of The Oscars, happening the night before the biggest pay per view of the year.
Hall of Fame.
Dean wasn't all for these fancy suits or anything special but he didn't seem to mind it, especially since Kaitlyn enjoyed it, plus it was only once a year he had to do this. Having had a navy suit last year, Dean resorted to the classic fitted black suit this year, completed with a white shirt and black tie, finished off with black shoes.
Being halfway dressed, he stood in the corner of their hotel suite, buttoning up his shirt as he stared aimlessly around the room until his gaze locked onto the woman sitting at the vanity table.
Dressed in a black one shoulder floor-length dress, which had embellishment on the shoulder and the waist, Kaitlyn sat there putting the finishing touches to her make-up.
Seeing his gaze on her, Kaitlyn smiled at him before looking down, away from him. The way he looked at her always gave her this feeling inside, one what made her feel loved.
"You nearly done?", she asked as she placed her brushes back in her make-up bag, picking up her perfume and spraying it.
"Yup.", Dean answered simply as he fiddled with his tie, struggling slightly.
He could never do these things properly.
Seeing him struggle Kaitlyn walked up to him, taking his tie in her hands and did it up, Dean staring blankly at her being able to do it so easily.
Looking up at him, Kaitlyn realised how close her face was to his and looked down, blushing. "You looked like you needed some assistance.", she spoke.
"Yeah, kinda did. Thankyou.", Dean replied with a small smile.
With a smile, Kaitlyn headed over to gather her phone and small things she needed to put in her clutch bag as Dean slid his suit jacket and shoes on. Fixing himself in the mirror one last time he looked over to Kaitlyn.
He always had admired her beauty, but there was something about her tonight what just made her looks absolutely stunning.
"You ready?"
Kaitlyn walked over to him, taking his hand in hers and looked up at him with a smile.
"Ready."
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Dean & Kaitlyn: Prompts & Stuff
FanfictionJust some Kaitbrose one shot type situations. Could be sexual, could be pure silliness, you never know.