FBI, Open My Heart (Ash R6 x Male Reader)

Wrestling? Oh Yeah

3rd Person Point of View, a few months after the incident

Y/n cleared his mind by watching sports, bullying his sister, or doing whatever he pleased. One day, Six called for him a little bit after lunchtime. Y/n made his way to the office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Six said from behind the door. Y/n walked in and sat down. "Ah, Y/n. Just the guy I wanted to see."

"I'm guessing so. What do you need, boss?" Y/n began to predict his mission. "Overseas in the Caribbean, ooh ooh, a zoo? It's definitely a zoo."

Six shook her head. "Better than the zoo," she tossed a file to him, "a wrestling event." Y/n pumped his fist and apologized quickly. "There is our guy, he is going to hand you explosives. Your job is to meet him, take him down, and bring him here for interrogation. No guns." A picture of a man with a scruffy beard filled the envelope.

Y/n nodded and was handed a phone. "Grace, Monika, and Mark are going to join you also. I discussed with them already. Use this to find the location."

*at the convention center*

"Why am I the kid?" Mark whines, crossing his arms.

"You're the youngest. Don't worry, Grace is your sister." Y/n chuckled, his dad senses kicking in.

"The only ones remotely close to looking like a family is you two." Grace defended Mark.

"Hush, children. Your father and I don't want you to get in trouble. Go find some popcorn and shirts." Monika played along.

"You never told me you were so good with kids." Y/n chuckled, only to realize that Monika was gone.

"Come on honey." She said out of nowhere, pulling Y/n's arm.

*with Mark and Grace*

"This is so fucking stupid. Just because I'm the youngest, I'm the younger sibling." Mark complained.

"That's...how that works." Grace responded.

Mark thought about it and agreed. "Are you guys too old too be watching wrestling?" A child asks.

"No, I'm twelve. Now piss off." Mark snarled. "I hate kids."

"I can tell. What are we gonna say if asked?" Grace asked, dodging people.

Mark made a look that said he was thinking. "Definitely not siblings. I'm English and you're Korean, unless one of us is the "adopted" one. I say we pretend to be dating."

"Deal."

They made their way around the venue and acted like a couple. It was hard for both of them to do stuff like hold hands, hug, and say "I love you", since they we're actually dating. They sat in their seats and waited for the event to start. What really caught them off guard was when the kiss cam panned over the stadium. It stopped moving and landed on them.

"Now what kind of wrestling event has a bloody kiss cam!?" Mark exclaimed, pointing at the screen.

"Shut up and kiss me, British boy." Grace said, pulling Mark into a full fledged kiss. Grace pulled away and giggled at the blushing Mark. "It wasn't that bad, was it Marky?"

Mark slowly moved his head and looked at her. "Never call me that again. That felt weird, but I guess we still gotta play the role of us "dating" each other." Monika showed up a bit later and sat with them. "Now where were you?"

"Sorry kiddos I-"

Mark covered her mouth. "You can't say that. Grace and I made a deal that we are dating. Just call me that or something."

"Mark, we're going to talk when we get back home." Monika pressured, making Mark groan and Grace laugh.

"You're so lucky I love you." Mark tried spitting out, but it came out rather harshly.

"Mark, be nice to your girlfriend."

Mark slumped in his seat. "Sorry mum."

*with Y/n*

Y/n was looking for the rendezvous point to find the guy. A whistle caught his attention to a man in a corner. He looked around cautiously and walked to Y/n.

"You the bloke who wanted the explosives?" He quietly asked, pulling out a few packs of c4.

"Yes, you got the time?" Y/n grabbed them.

"It's -"

"Naptime." Y/n interjected, pulling a rag onto his face, knocking the man out. Y/n checked his pockets for anything that will help him escape. He then tied him up with zip ties, tape, and rope. "That'll do." He said, putting the man in the trunk.

Y/n found his seat and saw Mark and Grace holding hands. He sat down and tried to question them, getting a finger by Monika. The night went as planned, got the guy, watch wrestling, it all came together.

Y/n's Point of View

We all let out an "ooh" when Dolph Ziggler hit a superkick on Bobby Roode. The match ended with Ziggler winning the United States championship. I smile at my "family" when a promo came on. It was the main event, so it was just marketing time.

We walk out of the center after about twenty minutes of looking and buying useless stuff. Mark and I venture off to the car when we bumped into someone. Someone that I don't know personally, but seen win live. Dolph Ziggler.

Mark looked pretty excited, considering the fact that he doesn't like wrestling, or many sports to be fair. "Oh damn, I'm so sorry Dolph. Uh, can I have an autograph?" Mark spat out randomly.

"Sure. Who do I make it out to?" Ziggler asked, magically pulling a sharpie out of nowhere. He grabbed Mark's shirt that he bought and raised the pen over it.

"Mark."

Ziggler signed it and handed it back to the excited twenty something year old. We congratulated his win of the belt.

"You did a hell of a job. You deserve that belt." I say, handing him a hat to sign. "Oh, make that out to Y/n, please."

Ziggler wrote on it and handed it back. He thanked us and shook our hands. I remember our target. "Me and my boy gotta go home. It was nice meeting you." I call out, pulling Mark along.

"C'mon, I was about to challenge him to an arm wrestling competition." Mark whined.

"Our target is probably dead, we left him in there for 3 hours." I say, running to the car. I open the trunk and smile. "He's quivering in fear. Cav's gonna have fun."

Monika and Grace hopped in the car and buckled up. I look to Monika and say I love you.

"We're done, the mission is over. Plus you're dating Eliza."

"Worth a shot." I say, looking in the rearview mirror.

Grace and Mark fell asleep on each other. Grace on his shoulder, and Mark touching her hand. I tap Monika and point to them. She took a picture and snickered. "Send that to me." I quietly chuckle.

"Oh yeah, they were on the kiss cam. I got a video if you want that too." Monika said, getting on my contact.

"Ooh, yes please. They would honestly be a cute couple, don't you think?" I ask, looking back once again.

"Certainly looks like it."

A/n: If you don't know already, I'm a fan of wrestling, specifically WWE. I also love baseball, football, boxing, and a bit of basketball. So yeah, that's why I made a whole chapter dedicated to wrestling. :))