Prompts: "You are seriously a man-child!" "You can't banish me! This is my bed too!"

This is a follow up to "Stupid Halloween" - ch. 6!

I hope you enjoy! Happy Readings!

Roman sneaks his way into the house after you had stolen his keys and kicked him out. You're still pissed at him for that shit he pulled earlier in the day and there is no way you are going to give into him so easily.

He finds you sitting in the living room, arms crossed over your chest, glaring at the television as one of your favorite shows plays.

"Babe, I'm sorry okay? It was supposed to be a joke, I didn't think you would react that way." Roman pleads, sitting next to you on the sofa.

You let out a huff and move away from him, not bothering to even glance at the man.

"Babe!" Roman whines, moving closer and nudging you, "Look at me! Tell me you forgive me! Pleeeassee!"

Roman nuzzles up to you, his beard tickling your skin, as he makes little pitiful noises. Small little whimper and fakes cries for your attention, his arms wind around your waist trying to get you closer to him.

You let out a long sigh, arms falling to the side, and you let him pull you onto his lap.

"I'm not letting you go until you tell me you forgive me! You gotta break at some point and talk to me! Come on! Babe, babe, babe, babe, come on, talk to me. Talk to me! I said I'm sorry! Talk to me!" Roman bugs, poking at your sides, determined to get you to break.

"You are seriously like a man-child!" you comment, trying to keep a straight face, but feeling the edges of your lips twitch in a smile.

He flashes you a big smile, "Ha! I got you to talk to me! So does that mean I'm forgiven?"

You stare into his deep, dark eyes and shake your head. You give a half scoff, half laugh, finally getting out of his now relaxes hold,

"Yeah right! You're not getting off the hook that easily Mister!"

"Babe!" he calls after you, standing up ready to follow you where ever you end up going.

"Nope! It's not going to be that easy. You are banished to the sofa for tonight."

He gasps at you, "You can't be serious!"

"As a heart attack, Roman. You're on the sofa."

Roman pauses for a moment before taking off running towards the bedroom. You run after him, "Roman! NO!"

You get to the bedroom just as Roman takes a flying leap face first onto the center of the bed. He spreads out so that his body is taking up the whole bed.

"Roman Reigns! What are you doing?!"

"You can't banish me! This is my bed too!" he shouts, gripping the edges of the bed.

You shake your head, "Fine!" you exclaim, throwing your hand up, "Sleep in the bed, see if I care. But I won't be sleeping with you."

His head pops up, staring at you wide eyes, "What'd you mean?"

"I mean, I'm going to go find somewhere else to sleep," you say in a calm voice, "I bet Finn would let me stay with him."

You grab a bag you keep packed just in case and head for the door,

"Bye Roman. I'll see you when I'm not pissed at you anymore."

"Babe! You're kidding right?! Baby, come on now! This isn't funny! I'm sorry! Please come back! Baby!"

You laugh to yourself, walking out the door. Of course you're not going to leave. You just want to mess with Roman a little. Your real revenge for that horrible joke earlier.