Wrestling One-Shots

Kenny Omega

"Okay but to be honest I'd much rather just chill here." You stretch out in your chair as the Jackson twins both look at you.

"We've been stuck on a plane for the past 6 hours and you wanna do more sitting around?" Matt asks astounded.

"Uhh yeah, you guys forget I'm a manager not a performer." You remind them. "I don't spend 50% if my free time in a gym." Nick wave his hand.

"You can at least just come with us." Nick tells you. "Leaving you here alone isn't something that we do to our manager." You roll your eyes.

"Guys I can take care of myself you know, it's not like i'm gonna be kidnapped or something." You protest.

After arguing some more the twins give up and head out for the gym leaving you alone. One they are gone you take the free time and pull out your laptop and take a shower with music blasting.

Kenny makes his way up to the twins room, his flight got delayed and he finally showed up to the hotel almost three hours late. Opening the door Kenny steps into the empty room confused, the twins are nowhere to be found. All of a sudden he heard the faint sound of music, curious he steps to the bathroom door and peers in.

You belt out words from your favorite song in the mirror as you dry out your hair with a soft white towel, your laptop plays a tune quietly in the background your voice overpowering it.

Kenny has the right mind to turn tail and run as his eyes fixate on your makes form, a sweet melody pouring from your lips as you run a towel through your hair. He's frozen in place, his evident crush on you elevated by this site.

"What the hell?" You jump when you glance at the mirror and see a pair of eyes peering at you.

You take a step back and wrap a towel around you before you swing the door open.

"H-hey." Kenny lets out a small chuckle as he's caught. "I um.... Yeah." He stammers.

You glare at him standing in front of you his face a bright shade of red.

"Having fun spying on me?" You ask him sternly.

"I... Uh... No... Yeah... Uh." He stammers out again. "Can you maybe dress yourself before you hurt me?" He asks you politely.

A smile plays on your lips, you'd just remembered Marty telling you that kenny may or may not have had a horrible crush on you.

"Why?" You ask with a smile. "Am I making things awkward?" You ask him as your towel drops to the floor.

"I... What are you doing?" Kenny asks you his face getting redder by the second.

"Getting dressed." You reply as you walk past him to your suitcase. "What are you even doing here anyway?" You ask as you pull a pair of underwear from your suitcase.

"I.. Umm, I came looking for Matt and Nick. My flight way late." Kenny manages to get out as he stares at you as you pull the black lace undies on.

"They went to the gym." You nonchalantly reply as you dig around for a bra. "Oh and Kenny your staring." You grin as you pull the matching bra from the case.

"Am I? Sorry. It's just.... Umm... You...and yeah." He continues to stammer out his words.

You turn to face his assumes by his inability to form words in front of you, you find him still staring at you.

"You know Marty told me a little secret last night." You smile as you hold a shirt in your hand. "Told me that a certain someone has a little crush on me." Your lips form a grin as Kenny's eyes rake over you. "That true?" You ask as you stand in front of kenny now.

"Y-yeah." He nods his head his eyes fixed to your body.

"Hmm." You muse, Matt and Nick wouldn't be back for a few hours and you had this poor helpless man all to yourself. "Well, are you planning on doing something about it?" You ask as you back Kenny up making his sit down on one of the beds.

Silence fills the room as you wear a confident smirk, kenny sits down his breathing heavy. A million thoughts race through his mind as you stand still, then he carefully raises his hands up.

You smile as Kenny lifts his hand and it grazes your bare skin, you step forward with a smile and lean down.

"We've got this whole place to ourselves you know." You remind him in a whisper. "What'd you say to me accidentally losing these clothes again?" You ask him.

Kenny swallows hard, his brain braces to comprehend what's going on. The girl he had a huge thing for was standing half makes in front of him asking for him to undress her.

"Come on i'll start." You run a hand down his chest and grab a handful of his shirt and tug up.

Kennys shirt easily comes off and you throw it to the floor, you step forward and push him down onto the bed.

"Y/n." He all of a sudden calls you.

"Hmm?" You hum quietly.

A hand grabs your wrist and pulls you down firmly, you grin as your lips collide with Kenny's. Your hand run up to his curly hair as his hands trace your back up to the clip on your bra. Then all of a sudden your phone rings, you groan and raise yourself up an answer it.

"Yeah?" You ask.

"We forgot our key." Matt answers. "So open the door." You roll your eyes and slide to your feet.

"Party crashers." You mumble as you slip your shirt and some shorts on.