Wrestling Imagines (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Dash Wilder (Mania)

I saw the shock and disappointment on his face. I felt the tears fall down my own face. I couldn't believe this had happened. I couldn't let him see me like this, though. I wiped my eyes, and gave him time to hit the showers, then made my way to his locker room.

"Dash" I lightly knocked.

"It's open" His voice was quiet, and weak, and it broke my heart.

I walked in, closing the door behind me.

"Dash. I'm so sorry" I immediately pulled him into me, holding him.

"I let you down" His voice was still so quiet.

"No, Dash. No you didn't" I ran my fingers through his short hair.

"I did. I was supposed to keep my titles, and be your champion, and I let you down when I lost" I heard him sniffle, and my heart shattered.

"You're my champion with or without that belt, Dash. You could never let me down, baby" I kissed his forehead.

"Promise?" He looked up at me.

I could still see the tear streaks on his face.

"Promise" I linked our pinkies.

"Can we go get ice cream?" He smiled.

"If you think that'll cheer you up, then of course" I laughed.

We went and got ice cream, and he thought nothing else of his loss that night.