To say that Dean wasn't prepared for that moment would be a blatant lie. But even though he knew it would happen ever since he stepped foot in the company, it was still something that felt unreal. Gone were the days of stealing titles. He was tired, he was hurting and a small piece of his mind only wanted to collapse somewhere comfy and get some needed rest, but now he could claim the shiny golden belt in his arms as his. He was the rightful World Heavyweight Champion. And that thought only made the adrenaline and the euphoria in his system grow stronger, causing a wide grin to brighten his face.
He nearly forgot that Renee had to interview him backstage right after the match. That was why he was momentarily confused when he saw a cameraman following her, a huge smile on her lips and a mic in her hand. But as soon as he got to his senses, he couldn't help but smile. She wasn't even trying to hide how happy she was. Seeing her so giddy was even better than watching the entire stadium explode when he won the title. He threw the belt over his shoulder, completely and utterly failing at suppressing a smile.
"Dean, congratulations on becoming the new World Heavyweight Champion. Tonight you…"
He couldn't even focus on what she was asking him. All he could do is admire how she still acted so professional despite the overwhelming happiness that both of them were feeling in that moment. And how beautiful she looked. She couldn't have picked a better day to wear one of those short little dresses that he loved so much. It was white and strapless and along with her braided hair and red lipstick, it made her look like a princess. And those hazel eyes and the look she was giving him… he could swear, she was softly killing him.
It suddenly struck him that maybe that moment could very well be the happiest one in his life so far. He finally achieved his childhood dream after so much hard work, and the woman he loved was elated because of that – bringing him double the happiness. That thought hit him like a punch to the gut and he nearly started to cry tears of joy.
"Dean?" the slight change of tone in her voice woke him up from his thoughts. He had drifted away so much that he needed a moment to get back to reality. He didn't even realize that she had stopped talking until she said his name. And he had no idea what was her question in the first place, so he just kept staring at her, still having that stupidly happy smile on his face and not having a clue about what he was supposed to do.
Improvisation crossed his mind. But as incredible as it was, even to him, he wasn't exactly in the mood for that. The only thing he was in the mood to do was something that would possibly make his bosses want to skin him alive.
But when he saw the slight tinge of pink starting to color Renee's cheeks, he decided to do it anyway. He took Renee's face in his hands and kissed her, literally feeling her shock underneath his lips. He didn't blame her. He couldn't believe he was doing this either. But it felt so right. And she actually relaxed into the kiss, something he didn't expect. But he guessed that she just went "to hell with this". Just like he did. So if he was already kissing her, they might as well make it memorable.
To Dean it felt like years, but in reality they broke the kiss only after a couple of seconds. Renee's expression was pure disbelief at this point, but Dean could still see that she secretly loved the kiss. She was at a loss for words, just like him, and the cameraman eventually turned off the camera, rushing away from them and probably going to consult someone about what just happened and what he was supposed to do with the footage.
"We'll deal with everybody later", Dean said, taking Renee's hand and hurrying towards the nearest exit.