It took a while to find the CrossFit center Seth was looking for in Santiago, Chile. The driver took a few turns here and there, stopping once in a while to ask for directions. Beside him at the back of the vehicle, Sasha sat in her gym clothes, catching as many Pokemons as she could—she loved playing it whenever they were in a new city.

Sometimes, whenever she did come across one and would attempt to catch it, Seth would block her view or tap on her phone playfully. "Cut it out!" she would say, swatting his hand away with a huff, to which Seth would reply with his infamous cackle. "Ha-ha-ha!"

They'd been hanging out nearly every day, except when they each had different promos to do. On the rare occasions that Sasha didn't share a room with Bayley or Charlotte, Seth would stay in her room until the wee hours of the morning (sometimes, he would even fall asleep beside her), where they talked endlessly about anything and everything. It was in these moments that they realized how like-minded they were. They talked, fought, bickered, and challenged one another, which Seth found extremely addicting.

Twice, Roman had asked what was going on between them and Seth shrugged. "We're just friends."

"Just friends?" Roman raised an eyebrow. "Brother, nobody hangs out with a girl that much only to call it friendship."

"Sasha and I make it possible," he countered. "We just genuinely enjoy each other's company. It's no big deal."

"Are you—"

"Am I what?" Seth beat him to it. "Look, it's not that complicated. We're friends. We travel together. We hang out. We eat breakfast—a lot. We also talk—a lot. That's it."

"I don't know. It's just a little weird for me to see you so…open with somebody. I mean, you, Dean and I are close but this thing with Sasha—it's on another level. I've never even seen you like this with—"

"I get it, Roman," Seth stopped him. "Look, I appreciate you looking out for me. You and Dean always have. But I'm happy where I am right now, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. Sasha…she's—she's different. And I don't want to screw something that's working fine in the first place, so just—just try to understand it, alright?"

Roman shrugged, clapping Seth's shoulder, "Alright, brother. If you say so."

Sasha winced in pain as she half-walked, half-limped to the backstage area after her match against Charlotte two weeks later. Towards the end of the match, she attempted a Suicide Dive, but landed awkwardly outside the ring, hitting her lower back—which sent electric shocks up her spine. She managed to finish the match with a Frogsplash and pin Charlotte for the 3.

A medic attended to her as soon as she reached backstage, placing an ice pack on her lower back and letting her sit on one of the carts. Charlotte checked in on her and kept apologizing, but she gave the tall blonde a genuine smile and assured her she was going to be fine.

Soon after, Seth came jogging from one of the corridors, eyes landing on her immediately. "What happened?" he asked, taking a seat beside her and offering to hold the ice pack.

"I don't know—the landing was a little off," she replied, stretching to see the extent of the pain.

"Sasha," Hunter approached them from his office, cellphone in hand. "I just got off the phone with Dr. Nolan—we're having your back checked tonight, so go pack your bags. You leave in an hour."

"Hunter, I'm fine—it's just a little strained," she assured.

"I'm not taking any chances," Hunter told her. "I'd rather you do all the tests tonight so Dr. Nolan can get you cleared. This is the second time it's happened, and I can't afford you gone for the next few weeks."

"Alright," Sasha said in defeat, hopping off the cart. "I'll go."

"Hey Hunter, I mean if I can, I could come with her?" Seth offered, guiding Sasha.

"Huh," Hunter smirked. "So you guys really are a thing now huh."

"What?!"

"No!"

"Absolutely not."

Hunter chuckled and clapped both their shoulders, leaning close. "Look, I don't care if it's true or not. If it's not, fine. But if it is, I'm happy for both of you—just make sure it doesn't mess things around here, got it?"

"There's nothing going on," Sasha answered a little apprehensively, glancing at Seth. "Right?"

"I don't even know where that came from, man," Seth shook his head at Hunter and tried to hide the smile creeping up.

"Wipe that stupid smile off your face, Rollins," Hunter playfully punched him in the gut. "I think you're forgetting who you're talking to. These walls have ears," he gestured around. "Besides, are you really surprised with that assumption? You guys are practically inseparable." he laughed, before walking off. "Don't go breaking each other's hearts!" he called out.

Seth made a face at him while Sasha stuck her tongue out. "My god, we're like his children," Sasha snickered, letting Seth guide her to the locker room so she could get her stuff.

"Sister, are you okay?" Bayley had come from an UpUpDownDown shoot and heard about the news, so she hurriedly walked over to the women's locker room to help Sasha pack the rest of her things.

"Hunter just wants to make sure I'm cleared," Sasha assured, giving her a hug. "I'll be fine. It doesn't even hurt as much anymore."

"Good. Okay," Bayley nodded, hugging her back. "FaceTime me, okay?"

Seth snickered and muttered, "Clingy," as Bayley jabbed his rib lightly. "Shut up, Rollins."

"I will, sister," Sasha smiled reassuringly at her, ignoring Seth, who took her bag and gave Bayley a salute.

"Bye, Bestie," he said, giving her a smug look. "Say hi to Finn for me."

"I HATE YOU, ROLLINS!" Bayley called out after them, making Seth laugh out loud.

"It's just a strain," Dr. Nolan informed Sasha with a smile. "Although I suggest resting it out for a few days," he continued. "You'll need to work more on your back muscles, as well as strengthen your core to prevent this from happening again."

"Thank you, Dr. Nolan," Sasha was relieved. At least it wasn't as serious as they all thought. After thanking him again for coming out to see her, they left the hospital.

"Okay, so when we hit the center again, I know what you need work on," Seth commented as he and Sasha made their way to the hotel. "Less leg work for you for now, so we can use the time to strengthen your back," he touched her lower back lightly, letting his hand linger a little longer.

By the time they got to the hotel, it was nearly 11pm. Sasha yawned, smiling at the receptionist as they checked in. "We'll get a deluxe room," she said, handing her credit card but Seth beat her to it. "Come on, Seth! Let me pay just this once. You pay for breakfast all the time," Sasha complained, forcing the receptionist to take her card instead and giving Seth's back.

Seth chuckled and let Sasha have her way—for now. "So we're sharing a room, huh?" he asked with a slight smirk, taking their bags and following her to the elevators.

"Yeah, why? What's the difference?" she said casually. "You always end up sleeping in my room anyway."

"Fair point," Seth shrugged.

Sasha took a shower first and came out of the bathroom in cotton shorts and a black tank top. When Seth finished his turn, emerging from the bathroom in boxers and a Black and Brave shirt, he found her already curled under the covers on the left side of the bed, snoozing peacefully with her body facing the right. He carefully slid in beside her, getting snug under the warmth of the comforter while facing her. His heart tugged a little, realizing this was the first time they agreed to share a room. It may not have been a big deal, but it was definitely something for him.

As he closed his eyes, he felt her turning around, her back now facing him, pink waves spread all over the bed. Scooting closer, he wrapped an arm around her while breathing in her scent. She leaned into his arms further, enjoying the feeling of having someone hold her again.

"Seth?" Sasha whispered after a while.

"Hm?"

"You think Hunter was right?"

Wrapping one leg around her and nuzzling her neck, Seth replied, "Let's talk about it in the morning, baby."

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