WWE Preferences

You Go On A Day Out

AJ Styles - "How do you fancy a trip to the zoo?" AJ asked, taking you by complete surprise. "Really? We've not been there in years?" You were so excited, being such an animal lover meant you would never turn down the opportunity. You'd get ready and in the car as quickly as possible, hurrying AJ up to get moving. "Please don't embarrass me today, the penguins aren't going to appreciate you screaming." You chuckled, jumping up in your seat in excitement. "But they're so cute...all the animals are so cute!" He couldn't help but laugh at how excitable you were to be able to go and see all the animals. "Where will we go first?" You asked, unable to sit still. "Where would you like to go?" He questioned back, forever the gentleman. "Anywhere that an animal lives sounds perfect to me!" You shouted, just as you pulled into the car park.

Baron Corbin - You laid back, resting your head on Baron's abs, staring up at the sky. "Don't you think that cloud looks like a unicorn," he commented, pointing up to the white fluffy ball passing above you. "How does that look like a dinosaur?" You pulled your sunglasses off your face in order to get a better look. "It's got a horn, legs, tail, it's so obvious Y/N." You shook your head, still not seeing what his crazy mind was visioning. "Honestly babe, it looks like a cloud." He chuckled, running his hand through your hair that fell on the grass. "Maybe a pig or something at best." "You're blind," he teased, shaking his head. "Alright, what about that one?" You asked, pointing at the next one that followed behind it. "I think it's a star-" "-a triangle." You both looked at each other, bursting into fits of laughter at how different you were.

Dean Ambrose - "You ready for the best night of your life?" Dean asked, sliding his hand into yours as you walked through the doors and into the arena. "A trip to a Kasabian concert? I'm pretty sure I could think of better things to do." Dean rolled his eyes, moving you in front of him as you walked down the aisle to your seat. "If you didn't want to come you just had to say." You shook your head, pulling the chair out. "No, this is what makes you happy, anyway, I'm sure I'll enjoy it more than I think I will." He nodded, looking around at all the fans that were filling the arena. "Honestly, you're going to love it. I can't even believe I'm here." You placed your hand over his, squeezing it with a big smile. "Well I hope you're ready for the best night of your life," you whispered, leaning across the arm rest to sweetly peck his cheek.

Finn Balor - "Alright, over there is the school I used to go to, and that patch of grass, I used to play for the rugby team there." You scanned the area he was pointing between, feeling shivers run down your spine once again. "You used to play rugby?" You asked, holding back a little snigger. "Yeah, what's wrong with that?" You shook your head before you said something you regretted. The two of you carried on walking down the quiet street, the wind picking up every time you turned a corner. "If you're cold love we can always turn around and go home," Finn softly said, running his hand up and down your arm. "No, I want to carry on. It's interesting to finally see where you grew up." He nodded, turning you around a sharp left corner. "Good, because just over there, is the old wrestling school. Why don't we pop in and say hi?"

Jeff Hardy - "Jeff! Jeff! Jeff!" He groaned, turning over to look at you. "What?" He sighed, rubbing his eyes. "It's snowing, quickly!" You pulled him out of bed before he had chance to protest, throwing all sorts of clothes at him to put on. "It's only snow darling." You shook your head, putting on your big pair of snow boots. "But it's so exciting, come on! We need to go." He'd never got dressed quicker, chasing you down the stairs only five minutes later, unlocking the door, the cold hitting you both fast. "Can we go for a walk?" You asked, jumping into the build up just outside your house. "Whatever you'd like," he calmly replied, lacing his hand in with yours. You chuckled, yanking it with laughter, watching his figure topple forwards, landing face first into the snow. "Snow angels!" You shouted, stretching your arms and legs out.

Kevin Owens - "Have you seen they're showing the new Star Trek?" You looked up at the advert board above the popcorn machine, scanning the list of movie showings. "There is no way on this planet I am sitting through Star Trek." He sighed, squeezing your hand to make you look at him, quickly noticing his pout. "It's not working this time," you teased, "why don't we watch something we'll both enjoy." Kevin nodded in agreement, turning in sync with you to look up at the board, reading through all the lists, over and over again. "Why is this so difficult?" You groaned after a couple of minutes. "At this rate we'll be watching separate movies," he joked making you giggle. "Second thoughts, that actually doesn't sound like a bad idea," you retorted laughing as he gasped, placing his hand on his heart as dramatic as ever.

Randy Orton - "Ok, plan of action, coffee, gym, coffee, visit mum's, and then to finish off, more coffee." You chuckled, shutting the car door, turning the key into the ignition. "I sit and wonder why you're so weird, but now it all makes perfect sense." He bit his inner lip, a shy habit he always had. "Is Starbucks good for you?" You asked as he quickly nodded in response. The drive was short, thank goodness for Randy, who's cravings were beginning to get on your nerves. As soon as the car stopped he shot out and into the coffee shop, waiting excitedly in the queue. "What can I get you sir?" The man behind the till asked. "I'll have a large latte please," Randy happily told him, looking at you for your order. "He'll have a medium, and I'll have a small hot chocolate." "Why?" Randy groaned, staring at you sadly. "I'm not having you collapsing at the gym."

Roman Reigns - "This wasn't exactly what I had in mind when you said a day out." You couldn't help but laugh, looking across at the bored expression on Roman's face. "Oh come on babe, museums aren't that bad." He rolled his eyes, hanging back whilst you walked along the paintings that hung on the wall, all done by an array of different artists. "Who even is this Picasso guy?" Your eyes widened in horror, shushing him before anyone looked around and stared. "Ro, he's a really famous painter." He shrugged his shoulders, still clueless, staring at you with the sad puppy dog eyes he was known to pull when things didn't go his way. "Fine, once we've finished here I'll take you to the basketball game that's on tonight." He perked up a little, hugging you lightly. "Thank you. Love you."

Sami Zayn - "My first day off in over one hundred days," Sami cheered, snaking his arms around you. "It's so nice to finally be able to spend some time together." Sami nodded back at you, pecking your cheek a couple of times. "Do you fancy a trip down to the beach? Sand, sun se-" "-stop yourself!" You giggled, nudging him in the stomach. "Alright, maybe I'll save that until we get home." You twirled in his arms, wrapping your own around his neck. "A day to the beach does sound pretty perfect though." He hummed, pouting for your lips to press onto his, both feeling each other's smiles in the kiss. "Will you wear that fit black swimsuit I like of yours?" He whispered in between pecks. "Anything for you," you sweetly replied, "as long as you wear those bright pink bathers." "Babe!" He exclaimed pulling away, succumbing to defeat this time around.

Seth Rollins - You looked around at the several theme park rides that surrounded you, struggling to pick out one that stood out to you. "I bet that by the end of today I will have got you on that ghost train," Seth whispered into your ear. "I don't think so," you confidently replied. Having never gone on a ghost train in your life you weren't willing to break tradition today. "You don't realise how much fun you're missing out on," he told you, following behind as you walked over to the much safer bumper cars. "Now this is more like it," you exclaimed, tugging him into the long queue with you. "I went on these when I was six," he groaned, looking down at you with a coy smile. "I don't care, the bumper cars is where I want to be," you teased, reaching up on your tiptoes to peck the tip of his nose.