He wasn't going to say anything. At least that's what he told himself. She was trying to get a reaction, after all, and he wasn't going to oblige. Then he saw a familiar streak of bright orange hair and before he knew it, Seth was on his feet and heading after her. Becky was going back to Ireland for Christmas, he knew, so he was running out of chances.
"You think you're The Rock now or something?" he called out.
Surprised, Becky turned around, nearly colliding with someone from security. Glancing around, she didn't see anyone else Seth could be talking to, so she stopped and went over to him. "The Rock? What are you talking about?"
Seth held out his phone and took the video off pause. It was a promo Becky and A.J. Styles had done, answering questions submitted by fans. When it got to the right segment, he turned up the volume. As she listened to her comments, Becky didn't even blink. "I know my role now, do I?" Seth echoed with a laugh. "Really? I thought you were supposed to be the new Steve Austin, not Dwayne Johnson."
Becky just laughed and pointed to the gorilla position. "If you want to fight for the title of The Man," she said simply, "the ring's still up." Then she grinned. "But only if you wear your flame pants."
She started laughing a moment before he did, and she winked before getting back on her way. Seth watched her go, still smiling and laughing as he shook his head. The mantle of The Man was a heavy one; maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing to share.
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FanfictionBecky Lynch and Seth Rollins have known each other for years. But how did they go from friends and co-workers to something more?
