A/N: Hey guys! I've been super busy with studying, which is why I haven't updated as frequently as I have wanted to– hopefully I'll be able to update weekly.
I felt like the last chapter was rushed so I'm really kind of just carrying it on from there.
It has also come to my attention that there are also other Shield fanfic titles including 'lady' in it and I want to clear this up now before any 'ish' takes place: 'Lady and the Shield' is sort of my take on Lady and the Tramp. Obviously the three gorgeous men of the Shield are far from tramps but I couldn't resist that twist for a title!
Oh, and a huge chocolate-chip filled cookie to Lynee021 ;) and thank you to Cupcakee for your wonderful suggestions for a theme, they were hugely helpful! ^_^
As well as a thank you to all those who have also left reviews, followed and favourited!
Btw, what do you guys think of songs implemented in the chapters like chapter 6? Like or no like? Let me know!
Chapter 7
Roman Reigns was a touchy man.
A very touchy man.
I would find this out when I had finally got into bed after putting it off for half an hour with Dean and Seth relentlessly teasing me about it. So much for looking at Ambrose as an older brother! We had turned the lights off and they were soon fast asleep, Dean even drooling while Seth cutely had an arm over him. I kept a note in my head to take a picture in the morning.
'Roman, you realise the huge arm around my waist belongs to you and it's practically trapping me.'
He brought me even closer to him by dragging me further towards towards his chest.
'Trapping is such harsh way to put it, baby.' His deep voice rumbled, the tiredness in his voice evident. Somehow, I found his sleepy voice hot.
'How would you put it, Mr touchy-feely?'
'I got you shackled in my embrace. '
'…'
'…'
'Really? You're really gonna quote Disclosure and Sam Smith at 2am?'
'What can I say? You enchant me, even when you're not around.'
'That doesn't even make sense.'
'If there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down'
'I'll knock you out, if you don't quit it.'
'I'd like to see you try.'
'You have a match at the house show tomorrow; I don't think Vince will be happy if you turn up with a broken jaw.'
'A broken jaw, huh? Isn't there something else you could do to my mouth?'
I playfully rolled my eyes before turning around so I was facing our window.
'And then she turns over.' I heard Roman mutter, a slight small moan escaping his lips.
'Is there a problem?' I asked, not facing him and wanting to sleep from such a long day.
'Well, y'know, it's just you're in my shirt and little panties and then you turn over with your cute ass right on my crotch.'
My eyes widened. I hadn't even realised.
Well, I had now.
There was practically a hard baby's arm poking my ass through his shorts.
I turned so I was facing him, glad it was dark so he couldn't see the burgundy on my cheeks.
'I'm sorry... I really didn't mean to.'
Roman chuckled and buried his face in my hair and the crook of my neck, taking in the smell of the shampoo that I used. He moaned in approval.
'It's fine, it'll go down' he mumbled.
I stroked his dark hair before leaning my head on it. 'Okay.'
And with that, we closed our eyes, the breezy night taking us away.
I sat on the edge of our bed, sipping the coffee Roman had made for me. I was starting to know more things about the powerhouse of the Shield and that pleased me. It was little things like knowing he listened to any kind of music, took his coffee black and loved his football and fish that I felt like I was starting to know him more under the tough exterior he put out. Even if they were small things, it meant a lot.
He gave me a kiss good-bye as he and Dean left to go to the gym, Seth was still in the bathroom.
I couldn't shake what was going on with Seth. It was gradually becoming weirder. It's not as though I wanted this, far from it. Or maybe I was overthinking?
I walked over to the trashcan to throw my styrofoam cup away and texted AJ that I was leaving when I heard a door being open and shut. I looked up and my eyes met with brown, their eyelashes fanned.
I felt like I had to say something.
'I… I'm sorry about yesterday. I shouldn't have changed in front of you, it's just, I thought you were asleep and Dean was in the bathroom an-'
'Jenn.' Seth walked up to me and his hand reached up but not before looking around briefly as if to see if anyone else was there even though there wasn't. He cupped my face with one hand and he came much closer to me, like Roman would.
'Don't worry about it. I shouldn't have kept looking. I-'
He paused. I tried to keep my face expressionless, just watching him.
'You're a beautiful woman, Jenn. Just don't forget that.' He muttered, his voice low. He dropped his hand by his side and the Architect turned his back and left, leaving me with an explosion of questions in my head.
'So, how was last night? I'm surprised you're even walking.' AJ grinned.
We were in a park by the arena, taking in the sun as we sat on the grass. It wasn't long before the house show would start.
I rolled my eyes and told them what had happened yesterday with me and Roman.
'Aww, you guys are so cute!' Kaitlyn gushed, a big smile on her face.
'Yeah, even though you guys got together quick, you sound pretty serious.' Chris added causally.
'You think so?'
Uneasiness washed over me with a not-so-nice memory resurfacing. The last time it was like this with a guy, which even though was quite a while ago, it ended pretty badly. It became more about the sex and I didn't like that. He eventually left and I was heart-broken.
'Yeah, but you guys have nothing to worry about.'
That's when I hesitantly brought up what had had happened with Seth, even from that day at the centre.
'So, what you mean to say, is that you now have the attention of 2/3 of the Shield?' Kaitlyn asked, eyebrows raised and mouth open.
'And there's me joking about the foursome… A three-some was more realistic, of course!'
I threw a look at AJ.
'But you're into Roman?' Chris said adjusting his sunglasses and checking his appearance in a compact mirror he borrowed from Kaitlyn.
'Yes, obviously, and ridiculously so. Yet, Seth's been giving off these vibes, and I don't how to handle it.'
'Well, I don't know why you're complaining, I'd love it if two hot guys wanted me.' AJ said, leaning back on her elbows.
'AJ, I'm right here if you want never-ending attention.'
'Shut up Chris.'
'But on a genuine note,' Chris said, handing the mirror back to Kaitlyn. 'It is normal for a guy to think his friend's girl is hot. Hell, I do it all the time.'
'But he's not just thinking it Chris… I don't know, I have a bad feeling about this.'
'Do you know if Seth even wants to sleep with you or likes you like that?' Kaitlyn asked.
'I don't know, there isn't much for me to go on…'
'Well, there you go then. You're just gonna have to trust that you're overthinking it.'
'I don't know Chris, I really don't want to get between Roman and Seth if something happened.'
'So... what? You're just gonna stay away from Reigns and hope Seth gets rid of this weirdness?'
I sighed, running my fingers through my hair.
'If I have to.'
We went back to the arena a couple hours later and I decided that I should put the plan to action as soon as I could, the anxiety creeping up more and more. From cutting conversations short when he saw me, using the excuse someone needed me, to missing texts. I really wanted the thing with Seth to be nipped in the bud, as well as the fact that I felt like Chris had a point: Me and Roman didn't even know each other that well, we were just starting to and I so badly didn't want a repeat of history. I don't know, maybe I was being drastic and my paranoia and anxiousness was setting in even more.
But Roman had finally caught me in a hallway and backed me up against a wall. He tilted my head up so my regret-filled eyes met his paranoid and worried grey ones, before taking my small, soft hands in his big and rough ones. My heart wrenched.
'Is it something I said or did last night that you're being like this?'
'No, no it's nothing you've done.' I looked away, shyly. 'I just feel like we've kind of rushed this… I'm only starting to get to know you and we got touchy on our first date and I should've thought about that because I don't want it to be that I make you wait and then when we finally… That's all you expect. I don't want you getting the wrong idea.'
'All I expect? The wrong idea? Jenn, if I had the wrong idea, I would've done more than have my arm around you in bed last night because you sure as hell wouldn't be able to stand in front of me right now. '
Jesus.
'And you're a beautiful and amazing woman, how could I possibly expect solely sex from you if we ever get there? There's so much more to you than looks and I love that - I don't know how to stress this to get rid of your insecurities. It's little things - like that you don't take shit no matter what, especially when it comes to helping your friends, so you're hugely loyal to your friends like me; you don't throw yourself at other people and keep to yourself; you're funny, smart, the list could go on! Besides, you actually get along with my bros better than any other girls have even tried and they love you. That by itself is highly impressive.'
'And,' he carried on slowly. 'It would be hard, but if you don't want to have sex at all, that doesn't matter. If you're happy, then I'm happy. How you feel is all that matters to me and that's the most important thing of all.'
I had blushed a furious shade but had a tiny smile and Roman chuckled, closing the distance between us and placing his hands on my hips before I remembered why I was doing this. I hadn't mentioned Seth because I didn't have the courage to… Besides, what evidence did I have? I softly removed his hands. The atmosphere changed from a warm pleasant one to stiffness.
Roman watched me, any amusement gone. 'Look, just tell me now… Is there someone else you're into?'
'No!' I said, finally looking at him and hitting his arm, frowning. I knew that my hit barely hurt him but I was annoyed he asked me such a question.
'There isn't anyone else, you idiot. I only want y-'
I stopped myself and looked away, realising what I was about to say. Roman held back a grin.
My eyes widened. This wasn't how it was supposed to go! I then started to babble, throwing overused phrases in desperation. 'I- I need space, okay? – I uh, uhm, I don't know, maybe we should stop seeing each other? It's not me, it's you!' I face-palmed. 'I mean, no! That's not what I meant!'
Roman crossed his arms smiling, watching me and looking entertained.
'It's, argh - Look, the point is, is that IHaven'tDoneThisInAWhileAndThisIsKindaRushed and I, uhm, need to… Go do… Something. Like now.' I said before swiftly turning on my heel and getting out of the hallway as fast as I could, ignoring Roman call after me, poorly attempting to hide the amusement in his voice as he got ready for his match.
The Shield dominated in their match against Sheamus, Ryback and John Cena as I watched by the curtain backstage. My match against Alicia Fox was next. The match finally ended with triple power bomb to Ryback. There was a mixture of a reaction to this from the crowd and I looked at the three men that I had shared a hotel room with. They were all distinct characters but were so collected in the ring, well, most of the time. I wondered what the future held for this mighty faction.
Sheamus and Ryback leant on each other for support as they walked back their locker rooms, and John Cena followed suit, clutching his arm. The Shield was still celebrating in the ring, their egos polished to the max and the crowds feeding them what they wanted. It was then that I noticed that I seemed to have caught John Cena's attention because he then started to talk to me, much to my surprise.
'Hey, you're that new Diva right? The one that took on the Shield on Raw and then the roster with AJ Lee on Smackdown?'
'Uhm, I mean, I'd rather not be called a 'Diva', it was kind of one of my conditions with Vince… But yes I am. That sure as hell was no welcome party.' I smiled.
John Cena chuckled.
'Good work though; I don't know many chicks that could do that, with or without help. Keep at it.' He pat me on my back and carried on walking back to his room.
My eyes flickered down. He had a pretty nice ass. I finally understood what Kaitlyn was gushing about the past week.
I heard footsteps stop behind me and I turned.
There, in all their ridiculously hot and sweaty glory, was the Shield.
I crossed my arms at noticing Roman grin at me.
'You watch our match?'
'Maybe.'
'How do you think we did?'
'Meh. You did iyte.'
'Think I looked good out there?'
I tilted my head up and turned to walk away.
'I have a match next.'
'Ouch, Roman.'
'Shut up Seth.'
'That how we playing it Haruno? That's fine by me!' Roman said, grinning as if he was being challenged.
'Dude, what's up with that?' Dean smirked.
'Oh nothing, just a game we got going on.'
'It's not a game! I mean it!'
'Sure you do, baby girl.'
'You can't call me baby girl! I'm not your baby girl anymore!'
'You'll always be my baby girl, baby girl.'
'I'll spear you.'
'Go on then.'
'I'm reserving my energy for Alicia Fox and general awesomeness.'
'What a coincidence.' Dean commented dryly, chuckling.
'Shut up Dean. I'll DDT you outta nowhere for not backing your bro. It's bros over hoes man.'
'I think it's RKO outta nowhere, sweetheart.'
'Quiet, Rollins. You don't want it.
'You're a chick but you're my bro?' Dean amusedly asked, raising his eyebrows.
'I'm a hoe?'
'Shut up Roman, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm talking to Dean.'
'As much as I find the feistiness hot, I think you should talk to me with a little bit more politely, little lady.' Roman stepped towards me, almost towering over me.
I stepped back.
'Well, would you look at the time,' pointing at my wrist.
There was no watch. The boys' eyes glinted and held back their laughter. 'It's time for my match, byee!'
I scurried off, grabbing a tape nearby and wrapping my hands with them, I was buzzing and ready for Alicia Fox.
I stepped in the elevator.
My match ended with me being the victor. I had been sweating like a whore in church when I was done and I wanted to rest before I hit the showers, let alone Dolph Ziggler's party, so I told AJ and Kaitlyn not to wait up on me. That Alicia Fox was a nasty piece of work; I immediately had more respect for AJ and Kaitlyn for ever taking her on.
The lift reached a floor and who other than Roman Reigns stepped in next to me. I avoided looking at him, especially as what I had wanted to happen before-hand did not go to plan. But he looked hot as hell in his dark shirt and jeans when I stole a glance from the corner of my eye. More people flooded in and I pressed the button. My hand brushed against his by accident and I immediately apologised, fidgeting. Roman, on the other hand, had an innocent and oblivious look on his face; clearly enjoying this and his eyes glinted like whenever he was amused. The people left on the next floor and then it was just me and him. How many floors did this damn building have?
His fingers started to slowly intertwine with mine and I looked up at him, not having expecting the small gesture. Why was he making this hard for crying out loud? But I would find myself give in slightly and curl my fingers around his slowly. He looked at me, his eyes scanning over from my hair to my face, as though taking in all my features before looking before appearing normal again when someone looked up from their from their phone, like nothing was going on.
The last person in the lift left and my head slowly turned to Roman, before glancing straight ahead again and blinking, knowing something was going to happen. Roman turned his head to me, moving so he was standing in front of me. His hands slowly rested on my hips and my hands hesitantly rested on his. Did I really want this after all? Was I ready for this?
'You must be crazy to think I'd let you go that easy.' He said in a deadly low voice in my ear. The hair on the back of my neck stood up and I could feel the goose bumps on my arms.
'See, the way I see it, is that you threw me those cliché sayings like 'I need space' when actually, you just want to take it slow. I get that you've had bad experiences and so you want to take it slow, I do, and I'm more than happy to.'
His enticing aftershave was dancing around me and I so badly wanted to inhale it deeply. He came closer and my hands immediately went placed themselves slowly on his manly chest.
'But understand this: I will never let you go, even if you want to leave.'
My eyes softened. How could I possibly resist this man?
My hand wrapped around his neck as we reached towards each other. Sparks flew excitedly between us as our lips met one another, slowly taking in the feel and taste. The kiss deepened and he cupped my face with his hands, holding on to me. His tongue begged for entrance at my mouth and I more than happily let him in, our tongues wrapping around each other and massaging them. I could feel my cheeks get warmer and warmer. I smiled against his mouth while still kissing him when he brought me closer to him possessively, I was so enjoying this. We pulled back to breathe, looking at each other with a smile before the doors flew open again and we separated as they spilled in. I looked down shyly as I could feel his gaze fixed on me and saw him smirk.
The next floor came and the people flew out. Roman and I looked at each other, our eyes locked. We slowly went back to our previous position before and I stepped forward. My hands went to his shoulders, slowly going down his chest. We looked at each other like we were appreciating what was in front of us. Our lips crashed against each other's once again, not having enough of the taste. It was getting deeper and deeper until we heard a ping.
We pulled back and saw we had arrived at our floor. Roman groaned and I giggled. He took hold of my hand as we stepped out. He looked at me and smoothed down my hair gently.
'Thanks' I smiled at him.
'Can't have my girl look like a hot mess,' he grinned cheekily
I rolled my eyes and we walked in. There were red cups, beer bottles, snacks and people everywhere with the music thumping.
'You made it' I heard a voice say.
It was Dean, who was standing with AJ and Seth. Kaitlyn and Chris were on the other side of the room doing shots with Dolph Ziggler, the Bella twins, Rey Mysterio and Big E. AJ and Dean had a smirk on their faces apart from Seth. I didn't miss the way his eyes softened at my appearance. I was wearing ripped denim shorts with a loose black oversized shirt tucked in paired with a necklace and black boots, with my wavy hair swept to the side. But his eyes gave out a pained expression once his eyes fell on mine and Roman's hands together. Yet the look was gone in a second, swiftly replaced by one of general plastic happiness as he took another sip of beer from his bottle. It seemed no-one else had noticed.
'What a coincidence that you both arrive at the same time?' AJ teased.
'Shut up. I'll tombstone you.'
AJ giggled. 'If you were bigger then it might just hurt,' she egged on.
'I am big,' I puffed while the Shield men scoffed and chuckled.
I looked to Dean for support who only looked at me for a few seconds before furrowing his brows.
'Man, you're tiny.'
'Tiny? No, I'm no-'
Dean placed his hands on my waist, effortlessly lifting me up past his shoulders.
'Lion King.' He dryly remarked, amused. (A/N: There's a video of Dean doing this to a puppy on the WWE Twitter page, have you seen it? It's so cute!)
AJ and the boys sniggered as I scowled.
'Yeah, Simba!' Seth teased.
'Simba? Fuck you, Crossfit Jesus. I'm Mufasa bitch!'
'Mufasa? Really? We all know it's a Timon thing you got going on, baby.'
'Don't you start, Walmart Khal Drago.'
I looked back at Dean who was still holding me up, unfazed by my weight.
'I haven't thought of one for you. You get away with it this time, Deano.'
He chuckled and finally put me down.
'However, call me that again and I'll release sensitive pictures concerning you and Rollins.'
They chuckled, 'like what?'
I pulled my phone out, scrolling through my gallery before landing on my precious piece of art.
Seth's and Dean's eyes widened.
'Aww, you guys look adorable!' AJ's small head poked out from behind the two bodies.
'No wonder why DeanXSeth fanfictions even exist!' She playfully gushed, clearly doing it to get under their skin.
Well, it worked.
'Dude, you drool in your sleep?'
'Uh, Dude , you have your arm over me.'
'…'
'…'
'Truce?'
'Truce.'
Both men turned to me and I raised my hands defensively.
'This wasn't how it was supposed to go! You're meant to be mad at each other! Or are you used to cuddling?' I grinned.
Dean's arm shot out at me and my phone and I quickly hid behind Roman, looking at him like a helpless damsel. I was far from that but it doesn't hurt to have a mighty and hot Samoan on your side.
'Your friends are ganging up on me.'
Roman tried his best to hold his laughter back before looking back at his friends.
'Guys, I'd kinda prefer it if my girl stayed in one piece.'
Seth and Dean narrowed their eyes at me.
'We'll get you.' Seth threatened and Dean nodded.
I simply stuck my tongue at them.
The night ahead ensued with various shots - mostly by AJ and Dean who had a 'Who can have the most shots? Competition' – neither won because they were too tipsy to keep count; ridiculous karaoke covers from Kaitlyn and Chris and hilarious stories from everyone which would make everyone else at the table burst out laughing and clutch their sides, especially Roman and I. It didn't help when we would make eye contact with each other again and burst out laughing all over again.
The whole time, I had my head leaning on Roman's chest (I realise I do this a lot, it's super comfortable!) while he had his arm wrapped around my waist and I'd occasionally look up at him and he'd lower his head to give me chaste kisses that made me melt every time. We listened and watched our friends be our friends and made little comments here and there, mostly Roman who'd make cheeky comments about Chris that made me giggle to the point I had to cover my mouth to not be too loud.
I glanced at Seth from time to time who didn't act beyond normal after Roman and I came in. He'd join in telling stories and laughed genuinely-appearing-so when others told theirs; egged AJ on in her competition with Dean and even clapped, sarcastically though, when Chris passionately told him off for not doing so when he did his own rendition (which was poor) of Whitney Houston songs. He was absolutely normal and I should've been pleased and content with that.
So then why did the pained expression that I saw on his face when he saw Roman and I holding hands bother me so much?
Shout out to Disclosure and Sam Smith for the inspiration, I do not own the song and etc…
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