You've Made It Easy (Dean Ambrose X Female Reader)

Night with Dean

Now in the car on our way to the hotel Dean was staying at for the week.

"So was that your first show or... have you been to many" Dean asks. "I went to alot of local events growing up. The Hardy Boyz were my childhood favorites. They done so much for the company" "I can agree they changed the game. I was a fan myself growing up. It's actually the whole reason I have submitted myself and body to the company" "Yeah it looks like it hurts even of its faked, I mean it's hard to fake gravity" "Yeah tell me about it. That chair to the back didn't feel swell either" "I could massage your back for you once you're out the shower of you would like, I was a Massage Therapist major before I switched to Anthropology" I say hoping that didn't sound straight forward. "Yeah that sounds great actually, I need a massage. Hell I've needed one now I'll have a beautiful woman doing it" he says smiling, and grabbing my knee.

Arriving at the hotel, we ride the elevator to the seventh floor, and Dean unlocks the door. I enter "So I'm just going to be maybe thirty minutes, of you want to watch the television while I do so you can" he says shutting and locking the door. "Alrighty" I say plopping on the bed grabbing the remote.

Hmm... what to watch Spongebob, Law and Order, Criminal Minds, First 48, or Tom & Jerry.

I finally pick Tom & Jerry it was not to long until I began laughing hysterically. All the things Tom would do just in failed attempts to be successful always gets to me. I bet Dean thinks I'm crazy.

I hear the bathroom door open, through the steam I see a shirtless Dean with a towel around his waist. " Ooh Tom & Jerry I love this show, have since I was little, so I'm going to lay facing the television" he says laying on his stomach.

I could see ever detail of his back... muscles, freckles, and I was in awe. I being rubbing my hand down his back, applying pressure once in a while. Then kneading his upper back I earn a grunt and he begins laughing at the television. His muscles become more relaxed, and soon I turn it in to a Swedish massage.

Once I hear finishing I hear muffled snores. I can't help but giggle. I lay down as well, take a nap beside him.

I wake up to a blanket being pulled over me, I am some how now under the covers. Looking around I see Dean getting in to my left. "I know we planned on going out tonight... but that massage put me to sleep, when I woke up you were passed put, and you looked so cute. So I couldn't wake you. Instead I got up order room service, got some boxers on and tucked you in" Dean says to me. "Awh Dean thank you, I would have woke you as well... but you needed the rest... you were pretty tense" "Yeah I really need to clam my ass down one of these days" laughing as there was a knock at the door. He gets up... his hair is a mess, and he's so adorable. He comes back with two trays of food. "Okay so I got some teriyaki chicken wings, chicken quesadillas, blt clubs, a salad, and some cheese cake. I hope I got something you'll enjoy" "Are you kidding me of course you did" I said laughing. I pick up (food choice) and being eating it.

"So do you want to just watch movies, talk, and hangout tonight. We can do something tomorrow if you'd like. I just have to do a few things for work... then we could go out" Dean says with wing sauce on the corners of his mouth. "I'd enjoy that" setting my finished food to the side.

"Great so what do you want to watch cutie" he says cycling through the movie list. "Hm I could really go for a good horror movie right now" "Well The Grudge is on here... and The Ring. Those scare the hell out of me" "Ooh I haven't seen either in years" "You pick one" "We'll go for The Grudge I'm going to regret this when I can't get the sound out of my head" he says with cold bumps on his skin.

As the movies starting Dean asks me "So what do you do" "Well I'm an online college student, I was working on campus... but I didn't see the point in going to campus just to work a minimum wage job" "True, what's your favorite colour" "I'd have to go with (Y/FC)""Really that color I honestly thought it would be something... different" "I guess you thought wrong" I say brushing my hair behind my ear.