Wrestling One-Shots

Tama Tonga

"Not in the mood." You throw a hand up before the man in front of you can even get a word out.

"Woah babe." Tama replies as he stops in his tracks. "What's got you all worked up tonight?" He asks with a curious look on his face.

"Stuff." You sharply reply as you look up at him. "Now move out of the way." You almost growl up at the Tongan.

"Okay damn." Tama slides to the right so you can get by. "Gotta say Y/N, you're damn hot barking orders like that." He grins as you pass him.

You roll your eyes and throw him the finger, this just makes him chuckle from what you can hear behind you as you walk off. You didn't know what really was wrong with you, the past few days you had just been in a foul mood. Taking it out on any person that happened to get in your way.

Usual you loved it whenever Tama decided to roll your way, he was damn attractive man. And his special brand of flirting was all fun and games to you. But today, you were just ready to punch anyone and everyone that came near you.

"Hey Y/N." Chris greets you when you walk by him on the way to the locker rooms.

"Fuck off Sabin." You reply sourly as you pass by him.

Chris takes a step back and looks at you as you walk off, usually you weren't one to be so rude to people. Mouthy sure, but never rude.

You get to the locker room that the Young Bucks and other Elite club members usually use and walk in. When you get there you find Marty hanging out with Page.

"Y/N, love." Marty grins when you shut the door. "What's going on?" He asks as he turns away from Page.

"Nothing." You mumble back and sit down in a chair.

"What was that love?" Marty replies. "Fraid, i didn't quite hear ya." You roll your eyes and look at Marty.

"I said nothing Marty!" You snap at him and turn away.

Marty looks a little taken aback and turns back to Page, who also looks a little shocked. They both go back to talking with each other since it didn't seem like you were in the mood to talk.

"Man, what's her deal?" Page asks as him and Marty both lower your voices.

Marty shakes his head and glances at you, you look down at your phone with an unhappy face. Marty and Page go back to talking when Kenny enters the room.

"Oh hey Y/N." He greets you. "Hey Chris said that you snapped at him in the hall earlier." He confronts you as he looks down at you in your chair.

"Yeah so?" You snap again not looking up from your phone.

"Woah, someone sounds like she needs to get laid." Kenny chuckles as a joke as he walks over to Marty and Hangman.

You are about to jump up and chew Kenny out for saying that, then it dawns on you. He was 100% right, you DID need to get laid. And that right there was the reason that every little thing in the universe seemed to annoy you.

"Fuck." You curse aloud causing all three men in the room to look at you.

"Figure out why you're so moody?" Page asks you.

"Yes." You reply a little calmer now. "Sorry for snapping at you guys." You apologize. "Ken's right, i do need to get laid." You sigh, now very less angry since you knew what the problem was.

"Well i'm married." Adam teases with a grin as he twirls his ring.

"I've got a lady, love." Marty chimes in.

"And i'm related to you." Kenny chuckles. "So looks like you need to go find your lucky man somewhere else." He grins.

You roll your eyes at all three of them and head out the door. When you get out into the hall you think a minute about what you were doing. Who in the hell was just going to have sex with you, no hassle or funny business? You think for a minute and one name comes to mind. Tama Tonga.

With a sigh you go out in search of the one man you knew for a fact was down to have sex with you. You just hope that your bad attitude didn't scare him off for the night, because if you didn't get some soon. You were sure to end up killing someone. You search for a little while and end up finding Tanga

"Hey Tanga." You flag the large man down.

Y/N." Tanga looks down at you with a raised brow. "You aren't here to yell at me are you?" He asks you.

"No, i'm over that." You shake your head. "I need to borrow Tama for.....something." You explain. "You have any idea where he is?" You ask the larger male in front of you.

"Yeah, he's in the locker room." Tanga nods. "Ranting about you all of a sudden being rude to him." He explains.

"Perfect." You nod. "How long are you and the rest of the guys gonna be out of the locker room?" You ask hoping it was a good enough time slot.

"Long enough." Tanga grins. "Now go get some." He points down the hall.

You nod with a small grin and sprint down the hallway to the locker room. When you get there you stand outside the door and knock twice.

"Y/N?" Tama opens the door and looks down at you. "Here to be mean to me again?" He asks you with furrowed brows.

"No." You shake your head. "And i'm sorry, i've kind of been a little angry for a....reason." You explain as best you can. "That's actually why i'm here, you seem to be the only person that would be willing to help me with my.....problem." Your cheeks turn red as you hope the man in front of you is getting the hint.

"Problem huh." Tama replies with a grin. "Well if the problem that you're referring to is the one i think it is, i'd be happy to help." He smirks. "If, that is. You're in the mood to get moody again." He raises a brow.

You roll your eyes and push the larger man by the chest back into the locker room.

"Just lock the door and loose the ugly ass jeans." You growl.