"Hey Nate, can I get a greek goddess with dark chocolate and extra kiean please" Seth says as he orders a shake from his regular food truck.
"Hold on Nate! Can I get a carrot smoothie please" She smiles before turning to Seth and pulling him into a hug. "Hey baby bro"
"Sister" He trails off before hugging her back. "Please don't tell me your here to talk about my love life again" He grumbles making her giggle.
"No, I didn't. Although I really think you should let me, I am a therapist after all" She smiles making him scoff. "Cool, I already knew that, what do you want Peyton?" He says impatiently.
"I can't come check on my brother? I wanna know you're doing good, I love you, you know that right?" She smiles looking up at him.
"Yeah, I love you too" He smiles before kissing her cheek. Seth looks up to grab his drink as him and Peyton walk away from the food truck.
"Seth! You're chilling with anotha one of your bitches, you fucking dog" A petite blonde yells as she makes her way over. "I'm his sister" Peyton clarifies.
"Marissa?" Seth stutters out in shame of forgetting the woman's name. "Alexa, you asshole" She scoffs as she crosses her arms. Peyton looks at Seth with a humorous smirk.
"Alexa, you don't have to do this to yourself" Peyton says as she places a hand on Alexa's shoulder. "You may have it hard right now, but don't try and date these douches because they'll only make your life worse" She sighs making Alexa'a gaze soften.
"I am not a douche!" Seth exclaims. "Shut up! Alexa, your daddy issues won't get solved by dating someone as shallow as my brother here. You can do better. And I advise you to do so, here take my card. Book an appointment, I'll be glad to help you" Peyton explains pulling out her business card and handing it to a now crying Alexa. She nods and takes the card before Peyton into a hug.
"Thank you" She sniffles before walking away. Peyton turns back to her brother. "Don't act like you didn't know how good I was at my job"
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"This wedding is really putting a dent in my wallet, Char wants to go all out, but I don't think I can afford that" Roman huffs out as he and Seth finish their way up the stairs and wait for Dean to finish.
"Talk to her man, she may act like a hard ass, but she really loves you" Seth explains making Roman shake his head.
"She's been dreaming-" Roman starts before Seth cuts him off. "You've been dreaming your whole about marrying Charlotte Flair and living happily ever after, don't let money come in the way of that" Seth explains slapping Roman in the the shoulder. "Besides if you need help, I got y'all man"
Seth could be an ass, but when it came to Charlotte, Roman or Dean, no one meant anything more. They were his family, his back bone, his everything.
"I'm-" Dean chokes out. "Finished!" He yells as he barley makes it up the last three steps. Seth and Roman share a laugh as they toss him a water bottle that falls all the way down the stairs.
"Y'all, are, evil" He says in between breathes. "Yeah, yeah, whatever, I'm stressed I can be evil" Roman snickers.
"Oh yeah, you don't know the pressure of trying to have a baby"
"Are you and Nae-Nae trying to have a baby?" Seth smiles making Dean gasp. "I said that out loud?" He asks making them both nod.
"Aww, congratulations" Roman smiles as they both hug him. "Shut up, it hasn't happened yet and sex had become a chore. I don't think it's going to work out right now" Dean admits making them both gasp.
"Did the Dean Ambrose just say he was tired of sex?" Roman asks dramatically. "Oh my god, what is happening?" Seth adds on making Dean scoff.
"Please, I'm kindly asking you to fuck off" He smiles making all three of them laugh. "Okay, last round" Roman says as he and Seth start running.
"No, stop, no more" Dean sighs chasing after them. "I hate this"
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The Perfect Match
FanfictionA serial womanizer known as the infamous Seth Rollins, accpects his friends' challenge to date the same woman for a whole month without catching feelings. A bet he thinks he'll easily win. What happens when that woman is none other than Sasha Banks...
