Until Death Do Us Part (Undertaker x reader)

8

You couldn't feel much going on around you for the next five minutes, the inside of the casket being so comfortable you could barely feel a thing.

You could barely hear it either, that was until you heard the bell toll, signaling to whomever was in the ring, or was to be so, that Undertaker is on his way to give them a not so nice greeting.

You lie in the casket, completely still, knowing later you will have an important part to play, but for now you must wait.

And wait is what you do.

You don't know how long you've been waiting, or what is happening outside of the casket, but what you can hear gives you some idea.

The crowd is going wild, and from what you can gather a rather intense match it going on inside the ring.

With a loud thud the crowd cheers.

A knocking on the lid of the casket startles you, and you close your eyes.

"Y/n? Are you in there?" you don't answer, but you know who it is. You hear him fiddle with the lid, trying to get it open, and eventually doing so.

You manage to keep your eyes closed, not seeing the look on his face as he screams.

You can feel Undertakers presence as he walks alongside the casket, throwing Randy back into the ring. You can't help but feel a little bad for Savage, but you can't just sit up now.

The bell rings after the three count and Undertaker is declared the victor.

You hear him come around to the casket, lifting you out of it. Carefully he carries you up the steel stairs and goes over the top rope into the ring. He places you on a table someone set up while you were being carried into the ring, the hard surface quite the contrast from the soft one you had previously been laid on.

"Tonight" Paul screeches, "one will pass to the other side, the other will awaken and live forever alongside Undertaker. Tonight you will see your women's champion reborn, and she will be as great as The Undertaker, and carry a legacy alongside The Undertaker"

You hear a loud thud and a slam. You can only presume poor Randy Savage has been shut in the casket you were laid in not even a minute ago.

"Undertaker, in choosing Y/n I chose you a fighter, and you will show her how to harness power from beyond the grave, but first you must wake her, wake her, Undertaker!"

Your body tenses up as his lips press against yours, that was not what was written in the outline of a script. This is not what was supposed to happen.

Your moment of panic subsides as he pulls away, returning to standing before you. Your eyes are wide as you stare up at him, eyes searching for an answer in his straight, emotionless face.

Upon not finding one you sit up, turning to face him. Undertaker bows his head slightly, the shadow cast from his hat hiding any expression on his face.

In the background you can hear Paul addressing the audience, but you're too confused to listen, instead opting to simply stare at Undertaker and try to figure him out.

All this time you've been trying to get something out of him, and you've got nothing but confused looks, and now this?

Undertaker turns, exiting the ring, and you feel Paul guide you towards the ropes. You exit the ring too, staring at Undertaker's back, the thoughts flying through your head chaotic.

Once backstage Paul stops and you turn to him. Before you even have chance to open your mouth Paul gives you the answer to your question.

"I don't know what that was, but if you want to go and find out I won't interrupt"

You bow your head out of respect, following the path Undertaker took not too long ago.

You find him hiding away in a dark room, deep in his thoughts.

"What was that?!" you exclaim. Undertaker, having already sensed you arrival, doesn't jump, but growls slightly at your question. "Come on Undertaker, that wasn't in the instructions for tonight, we both know that. So why?"

Upon receiving no response you walk around the room until you're face to face with the man.

"You know, for the most feared man in the company you don't say an awful lot, now tell me. Why?"

"I don't know" Undertaker finally says, causing you to laugh.

"You don't know?" Undertaker shakes his head, "I can't believe this! You have to know. You have to, so why?" Undertaker sighs and you begin to pace before him.

"I wanted to. I don't know why, I just wanted to" you freeze mid step, hands behind your back, balancing.

All time seems to have stopped, and the words Undertaker just said are repeating in your head, over and over.

You find yourself in silence for the first time since you entered the room, not entirely sure what you're supposed to say. Should you say that was what you wanted too? Because you did, very much so, but not in that moment in front of all those people. Should you tell him not to do it again? You feel like you'd be missing out majorly if the thoughts in your head were actually true and he did in fact have some feeling for you.

Should you ask him if he has feelings for you? Like you do him. Or is that too forward thinking?

"Why?" is the only word you can get out of your mouth. Even in the dim light you can see Undertakers brow furrow as he searches for an answer.

"I don't know" his voice is somewhat softer than usual it seems, and his words sound like a question. "Do you?"

His question catches you off guard, leaving you a stuttering mess. You can't formulate the words to be able to string a sentence together to give him the answer.

You know what you want to say, you know you want to tell him that you like him rather a lot as much more than a friend, but that seems impossible.

Confused and unsure of what to say you simply point at the door, slowly walking towards it.

At this point you know you've missed your chance, but you need time to think.