WWE Prompt One Shots 2

Buddy Murphy #13

Before I even thought, a scream escaped me, the thud of Buddy charging up the stairs. "What! What is it?" He shouted, bursting through the bathroom door.

My bottom lip quivered, my shaking hand pointing to the spider sat just by the plug of the bath tub. I couldn't bring myself to look at, instead staring at the bun currently sat at the top of his head.

"Alright," he sighed, let me go and grab a mug and a piece of paper then I'll get rid of it." He turned to walk away, but my hand clasped around his wrist, pulling him back.

"For the love of god just kill it, the more time you waste the more time it has to escape." Buddy chuckled, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

"We can't kill it, it's a living thing. I'll be thirty seconds, and then it'll all be over, and we'll all still be alive." I tiptoed into our bedroom, timing Buddy in my head.

With a few seconds to spare he reappeared, capturing the spider before releasing it outside through the window.

"There," he said, walking back into the bedroom. "Now you can go and bath in peace and quiet."

"Thank you, my hero," I whispered, running my hand over the top of his head.