A Wrestlers Demonic Love Story: Finn Bálor x reader

Chapter 37

Fergal's POV

I had been awake for a while now, Y/N was still sleeping. Last night was nice, until we got home. The nightmare she had... the fact it's actually happened... it was hard to accept. And the fact that there are children going through what she experienced. That may end up like Y/N, scarred for life. Pained. Hurt. Wrecked. Broken. Suicidal. It pains me and I wanna help. I don't want anyone else to go through what Y/N hardly survived.

But, moving on from that.. um... dismaying topic , Y/N and I were finally going to the gym after about three days. I was beginning to lose my abs, which to me was like losing all my money, so I had to get them back. And Y/N had to get her mind off everything.

She began to stir, her head still resting on my chest. "Morning, Grá," I greeted. She smiled up at me. "Morning, legoman," she mumbled. "I feel dead. I need more sleep," she buried her face in my chest. "You gotta get up. We're going to the gym remember. And you gotta eat," as soon as I said those words she got up and went to the other side of the bed, curling up in the sheets. "You get to eat.." I bribed. She opened one eye and looked at me. "Eat what?" She asked. "Um. Granola bars? The fruity ones you really like?" I smiled. "Fine. Let's get changed. You're going in the bathroom," Y/N declared, slowly climbing out of bed.

I got some clothes and went into the bathroom. I put on:

It was only for the gym so I didn't dress to impress.

I left the bathroom and Y/N was tying her hair back. She was wearing:

I've honestly never seen someone wear so much Adidas but then again, it's Y/N.

"I wanna go to a pro one. I can pay," she told me. "If you insist. But you're not paying for me," I replied, combing my hair. "Okay. Leggoo," she grabbed my arm and dragged me to a random room . She got two bags.