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One Kiss | Don't Beat Yourself Up

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BECKY walked backstage to hear cheers and claps. She wanted to be happy, knowing that she made everyone proud, but it was hard. It was No Mercy and she unsuccessfully defended the Smackdown's Championship against Alexa Bliss. She tried to put a fake smile but Triple H noticed.

"Becks, it's OK," he smiles giving her a hug, picking her up a bit. "You gave it your all," he says rubbing his thumb gently over her bruised left eye. "I'm so proud of you," he kisses her forehead. Becky turned her fake smile into a real one. "Thank you, Hunter," she whispered. "I love you. Go get yourself cleaned up, alright?" He said. She smiled and nodded before walking away from everyone.

She walked through the arena, making her way to the trainer's room when she saw someone sitting on the floor, with his right leg out and his head against the wall with his leg out. She looked confused as she walked closer, noticing it was none other than Dean Ambrose.

He opened his eyes when he heard Becky's footsteps and looked at her. "Hey. Becks," he waved. She waved back. "What are you doing here?" She asked. He exhaled. "Nothing. Just thinking," he answered. "Can I join you?" She asks. "Sure," he says moving over a bit for her to sit down.

"I'm sorry about what happened tonight," she looks at him. He waves it off. "It's alright. As long as the fans are happy, then I know I'm doing my job," he says. "Is your leg, OK?" She asks. "Could be better," he dryly laughs. "I told myself I was gonna watch your match, but I couldn't get up from here," he says, making her blush.

"You watch my matches?" She asks. "Yeah. Why wouldn't I?" He smiled. "N-No reason," she smiles back. "I didn't win anyway, so there wasn't really anything to be celebrating about," she sighs. "That makes two of us," he chuckles.

Becky stands up. "C'mon. Let's get you the trainer's," she says. "I'm OK, Becks. You should probably get that eye checked out. Looks real bad," he points at her left eye. "I know. I'm going. But come on. Let's get that leg checked out." He shakes his head. "I'm really, OK, Becky. I'll see you around," he leans his head back on the wall.

"No," she says taking his arm, pulling him off the floor. "Damn, you're strong," he chuckles. "There was a reason why I was the champion, right?" She teases. "Can I tell you something?" He says as he limps with Becky to the trainer's room. "Yeah, what's up?"

"I really like you," he confesses, making her blush. "And I want to take you out," he smiles. "Like, on a date?" She asks. He nods. "Well, OK," she smiles. "Great. It's a date," he says kissing her cheek.

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Here you go, Cobie(I'm assuming that's your name)! I changed it a tad bit, so I hope that wasn't a problem! You can always request as much as you want! I hope you liked it!

~Chelsea💜💜