WWE One Shots 2

Power ~ Seth Rollins

A/N - Just a reminder that requests are open again if you'd like your own one shot written!

Seth's POV

"Steph, I don't suppose you know where Kylie is do you?" The long haired brunette span around to look at me as I came up behind her. 

"I thought she was with you," she replied giving me a puzzled glance. 

"She walked off about half an hour ago, but I've not seen her since." She nodded pulling her phone out of her dress pocket. 

"Shall we go and check dad's office, she might be in there?" I nodded, following behind her as she led me down to where her father's office was. 

The room was like a secluded space where no one really could find it, none of us were usually allowed in there or to go anywhere near it at risk of disturbing Vince. 

"She doesnt normally disappaear like this," Steph continued, leading me down to a small corridor at the back of the arena. "I swear she never really leaves your side these days."

"Not really, but if she does she normally says where she is going." Steph stopped and knocked on a pretty boring door, barely any decoration like the rest of the lockers. 

"Come in," Vince's voice bellowed from the other side of the door. Steph opened up the door for us both, where my eyes quickly fell on Kylie stood in the room with Kevin, sat within a very close proximity to each other. 

"There you are Ky, Seth's been looking for you," Steph told her making her smile. 

"Sorry, just a bit of business to attend to."

Kylie's POV

Without second thought I got up and out of my seat, walking straight over to Seth, offering him a smile which didn't seem to go down too well. 

"Kylie and Kevin were just discussing business with me, I've got a great idea for a new relationship storyline." I quickly heard a sigh come from above me, feeling Seth's head rest on top of mine. "I think this could be a great opportunity for them both."

"I look forwards to hearing about it," Steph smiled, the only one willing to contribute to the conversation. 

"Am I alright to go now?" I asked sensing the tension that was bubbling within the room. Steph looked at me and nodded, nearly pushing Seth and I out of the door, shutting it behind us. "It's so exciting," I whispered once I heard the latch go down. 

"Yeah," he muttered, looking down at the ground, loosely holding onto my hand. "Great."

"I thought you'd be excited, this could be my big chance to breakaway from the McMahon name." I couldn't comprehend why he wasn't so understanding about such a grand chance. 

"I am." No matter how hard he tried his voice didn't sound convincing at all. 

"Maybe you should tell your face that," I groaned, moving so I was a couple of paces behind him as we walked the rest of the way down to catering to grab a bite to eat before the show. 

We both grabbed our food in total silence, sitting at the back of the room alone. "Can you just tell me how you're feeling?" I asked, watching as he looked up at me. 

"I wish it was me. If I'm being totally honest with you, I wish I was able to head out to that ring with you for the foreseeable future." I sighed, leaning across the table, to place my hand over his. 

"It'll still be you I come home to every night, kiss and cuddle." He nodded, but still had a soft and sad pout across his face. "Please don't be mad." He nodded, looking away from me and around the room. 

"Do you mind if we eat somewhere else?" His question struck me out of the blue, as my eyes caught his eyes staring off into the distance. I span around to look at what he was looking at, quickly catching Kevin who had just walked into the room. 

"You're not fine at all," I told him with a harsh tone. 

"Yes I am." His voice changed like it had done before when I first asked him about it. "It's all good."

"I think I know what is going on here," I whispered, making sure no one on the surrounding tables could here. "Are you jealous of Kevin?" 

"No," he said, his voice trailing off. 

"Yes you are. How much time I will have to spend with him. How much the fans will probably ship the two of us. Come to think of it, it's written all over your face." He shook his head trying to defy me, but it was so obvious. 

"I'm not jealous, I promise, like I said, I just wish it was me. I'm envious of him." I raised my eyebrow at him, offering him a soft smile. 

"You can call it envy, but it is literally the same thing as being jealous, changing the word doesn't change how you feel." He sighed, tightening his squeeze on my hand. 

"Please don't be mad, I'm just scared about us two." I giggled lightly in disbelief that the thought could even cross his mind. 

"Babe, remember this is Kevin Owens we are talking about, he's no Seth Rollins now is he." Seth finally let out a soft chuckle, nodding in agreement. 

"I'm untouchable," he shouted, a little too loud for others to hear and stare. 

"Don't push your luck," I teased making him finally smile, showing the small dimples that I could see through his growing beard. 

"We're gonna be fine aren't we?" I smiled, standing up and walking around the table, sitting myself down on his lap. 

"Yeah of course we are, there's no way I'm gonna let work jeopardise us, and all the family understand too. Steph especially, she knows what our situation is like, she'll support us and step in if she has to."

"Good, she's always got your back, you're lucky to have her." I nodded in total agreement, smiling to myself reflecting upon just how lucky I actually was. 

"Yeah, I guess Stephanie is one of a kind."