Finn Bálor One Shots

Forgive Me? (Part One)

Description: You dated Fergal when you were just crossing the threshold of adulthood at the age of 23. When your relationship ends you go your separate ways trying to forget the memories. Eleven years later you run into each other at an NXT event. -Angst

Eleven years ago
"Fergal put me down!"

You laugh at your crazy boyfriend who has you tossed over his shoulder pretending he was going to drop you onto the floor. The gym you were at was practically empty seeing as it was five-thirty, you were supposed to be helping him train for a match he had in a few days.

"I don't see ya tryin hard to get down."

"Because you'll drop me."

Fergal chuckles setting you down placing a kiss to your lips a smile stretched across his face.

"I wouldn't dream about it."

"We're supposed to be training for your match on Friday and all you can do is mess around."

"Ya worry too much love I'll practice I just enjoy getting to spend this time together."

You can't help but smile as he presses a kiss to your cheek walking over to the treadmill.

"(Y/n)?"

"Yes, Ferg?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Fergal grins pressing the start button on the machine the rest of the morning is spent working out.
~Later that week~
"And that's it that's it folks Devitt has lost the British Commonwealth Championship."

You can't help but groan with some of the audience as Fergal slips from the ring waving as he heads to the back. You knew he was going to be upset grabbing your things you make your way to where Fergal would come out once changed. Waiting for half an hour he finally comes out head hung and bag thrown over his shoulder.

"Babe are you alright?"

"Yeah."

Wrapping his arm around your waist the two of you make your way to your car knowing he would probably rather go home than to your place.

"Home?"

Fergal nods his head you pull into the traffic taking him home promising to visit him later, you were really worried about how this would affect him.
The next morning you left a message on his phone about having to work but promised you would visit the following day. You couldn't help but wonder what his next plan of action was going to be. Putting it from your mind for now so you could focus you begin checking customers out.

"(Y/n) your shift is over you can head home."

"Thanks Dave I'll see you later."

Waving you head into the back grabbing your phone and bag checking to see if you had any messages from Fergal a sigh passes when there aren't any. Deciding to just let him have some time over the loss you refrain from sending any other messages apart from one right before bed where you tell him you love him.

"Good morning Mrs. Devitt."

"Good morning (Y/n) come in love how are you?"

"I'm good you?"

"Very well a bit busy with everything but good none the less."

"Did you hear about the match?"

"Yes I did he was really upset about it I told him it was one title he could do it again he just had to keep trying."