Sasha! I need to talk to you!-Sky
Setting my phone on the couch, I took the water bottle from Finn with a smile and took a small drink. "Should we find a movie to watch?" He asked, sitting in his previous spot, acting as if nothing happened between us in the last ten minutes.
Setting the confusion to the side, I gave him a nod and while he was choosing a movie on the television, my phone buzzed.
What's up?-Sash.
I think Finn wants to have sex with me-Sky
I waited for Sasha to reply and felt the heat rise to my cheeks as I thought of Finn naked on top of me. I quickly stole a glance at him as I felt my phone buzz from under my feet.
And?-Sash.
I can't do it, you know why I can't. I try to tell him but every time he looks at me, I lose all function in my brain. -Sky
Looking away from my phone, I watched the random movie and felt my heart flutter when Finn grabbed my feet and laid them in his lap. Pulling off the throw from the back of the couch, he threw it over our bodies and I cuddled closer into the couch as the rain splashed against the windows.
Awhile had gone by before Sasha responded.
Skylar, you need to tell him. If he's fine with it then you know he's in for the long haul. If not, then you know what you mean to him. Don't bring it up out of the blue, wait until the moment happens.-Sash.
Sighing, I placed my phone on the coffee table, agreeing with Sasha. I didn't want to bring this up to Finn randomly and ruin whatever we had going, it could wait until the next moment arrived.
Deciding that this movie was a bust, I sighed and gently kicked Finn with my toes. His eyes left the television and landed on me. "Everything alright?"
Nodding, I smiled at him. "Excited for your match next week?"
That room brightening smile appeared on his face again. "Definitely. I've made my mark in Japan and I'm ready to make my mark here."
"I'll be rooting for you."
He gave my leg a squeeze. "Any plans for you?"
Nodding with smile, I wiggled my toes as the excitement flooded my body. "I actually just found out that I'm having a match against Becky in a number one contenders match."
"Isn't that the first time for ya?" Finn smiled.
"Yeah, which is actually comes at a good time." My smile faltered a bit.
"What do you mean by that?" Finn asked turning his body to face me.
"My contract with NXT expires a month after the next Take Over and I haven't decided if I want to resign," I admitted.
"Got other things on yer mind?"
Nodding, I couldn't hold the smile. "You'll probably think this is stupid."
"Nothing ya say is stupid," Finn reassured me.
Smiling, I continued. "I've been wanting to take some time off and just paint. I want to sit in front of a giant window with view of a lake and draw, all day every day."
"That's not stupid, love." Finn spoke quietly.
Hearing the word love escape his lips, I couldn't hold back the smile that tugged at my lips. "Promise you won't tell anyone? I haven't decided yet."
"Yer secret is safe with me," Finn ran a hand up and down my leg as we both went back to watching the terrible movie.
Fluttering my eyes open, I looked around the new room I was in and I felt sudden weight on my stomach. Following the arm, I gently turned around and came face to face with Finn. Lifting my head slightly, I noticed we were in his bedroom, under the covers of his bed.
Fear took over and I peeked underneath, breathing a sigh of relief when I saw that my clothes were still on. Looking back at his sleeping face, I let the sleep take over as I cuddled into his chest which caused him to tighten his grip on me, not wanting to let go.
"Aye not fair!"
"You're just a sore loser!"
My eyes opened at the outburst and I gently sat up in bed when I felt they cold spot next to me. The clock on the wall read 5:03 p.m as I crawled out of Finn's bed and grabbed my glasses from the nightstand. I made my way down the hallway and smiled at the sight in front of me. Sami was helping Finn build one of his many Lego creations.
"Hi,'" I breathed when I walked into the living room.
Sami looked up and gave me a smile. "Sleeping beauty's awake."
I slapped his shoulder as I sat next to him on the couch while Finn sat on the other side. "Sleep alright?"
Remembering his warm body against me, I nodded. "I'm sorry for falling asleep on you."
"Don't worry about it, love. Are ya hungry?" He stood up walking over to the kitchen.
My stomach growled at the thought of food and I nodded. My eyes watched Finn rummage around his kitchen for food for a few seconds before looking back at Sami. "What're you doing here?"
"I left my hat here last night and I was going to leave but when I found out you left him all alone I decided to stay for awhile," He joked patting my knee.
"I must have been really tired," I rubbed the back of my neck.
Finn spoke from the kitchen, "Chicken Alfredo alright?"
Smiling, I eagerly nodded. "Perfect." Turning my attention back to Sami, I pushed his shoulder. "Okay, you need to leave."
Dropping the Lego piece, he wiggled his eyebrows at me. "You're kicking me out?" He placed a hand over his heart with a fake hurt expression.
"Yup."
Sami laughed as we stood and walked into the kitchen. "See you later, Balor. Your girl is kicking me out."
My eyes glared through Sami when he said your girl. Finn broke out in a smile as he shook Sami's hand and we both watched him walk out. It was silent for a bit, me watching him cook from the spot on the counter.
"I didn't know you cook," my green eyes watched him as he cooked the chicken breast in one pan and started cooking pasta in another.
"I'm a man of many trades my dear," he looked into my eyes with that same paralyzing stare.
Rolling my tongue over my bottom lip as my feet dangled over the counter, I took all of my power to look away. I started playing with my fingers and thought of a way to bring this secret up to Finn without scaring him off.
Noticing something was wrong, Finn walked in front of me and grabbed my hands placing them on his chest. Looking into his eyes, my breath caught in my throat at how close he was. He left my hands on his chest and spread my legs, stepping in between them.
Placing his hands on my sides, he breathed against the crook of my neck. Sucking in my breath, I felt him place feather-like kisses all over the skin. I ran my hands down his chest feeling the outline of his abs under his shirt as I wrapped my arms around him.
I whimpered when his lips left my neck and he looked into my eyes, cupping my face. We were so close that I was afraid if I licked my lips, I would accidentally lick his. My heart thumped through the cage in my chest when his eyes never left mine as he started to lean in.
"Finn," I croaked out.
"Hm," he mumbled. I could practically feel his lips on mine.
"The chicken is on fire."
Finn cursed something in Irish as he detached himself from me and turned down the burner as he blew out the fire. Thankfully they weren't terribly burned. "Would you mind grabbing the sauce? It's in that cabinet."
Smiling, I jumped off the counter and rummaged through his cabinet looking for the can of sauce. Once in my hand, I turned around and nearly dropped it when I noticed how close Finn was. "Christ, Finn." I clutched my hand over my chest.
"Did I scare ya?" His voice was quiet.
"A little bit," my voice matched his.
He remained quiet as he grabbed the can of sauce and nodded me towards his table. Without saying a word, I obliged and sat down in one of the chairs. Finn came over with two plates setting them down in front of me. "Drink?"
"Water is fine," I smiled deciding to wait until he came back to the table to start eating.
Smiling a thanks when he set a bottle of water in front of me, we both ate in silence enjoying the comfortable silence. Once I was finished, I gently pushed my plate away and looked over to the demon fan art that lay on the other end of his table.
How was the man that sat in front of me the same man that was in those pictures?
Even though I worked with Finn every week for the past year, I had never actually seen the full Demon in front of me before.
"What are ya thinking?" Finn asked picking up our empty plates and set them in the sink. He leaned against the counter as I stayed in my spot at the table.
"How is this the same person?" I picked up one of the drawing of the demon and pointed to him.
"Maybe it's not," he shrugged.
A laugh escaped my lips at the joke. "It just amazes me that the Finn Balor I always knew was completely different than the one I know now." When he gave me a confused look, I continued. "If we're being honest here, you never actually said a word to me before last week. I had always known the wrestler Finn when honestly, I always wanted to know the actual Finn Balor."
"Yar are now," he spoke walking slowly into the living room.
"But why now?" It truly bothered me as to why now, after all of these months working together, Finn started showing interest in me.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told ya," he leaned against the door frame that lead down the hallway to his bedroom.
"Try me," I never moved from my spot.
"Bedroom." He motioned behind him with that paralyzing look glazing over his bright eyes.
I felt myself stand up and my feet glided across his floor, him watching my every move, as I walked past him into his bedroom. "Sit."
I sat on his bed, not saying a word, as he grabbed something off his nightstand. Flipping through a few pages, he sighed before dropping it on my lap. My eyes went from his to the book in front of me and a small gasp left my lips. My finger traced the pout of the lip, the brightness he captured in the eye, and even the mole that mirrored mine which rested above my eyebrow.
Curiosity got the best of me and while Finn stood watching me, I flipped through more of the pages, stopping at every one to trace every detail he added. Everything was spot on; even the tattoos. All of the tattoo's I saw in this book matched the one's on my body to a T, hell my newest tattoo was on this page meaning this was pretty recent.
"You've drawn me?" I asked, looking up at Finn.
"For awhile now. J'st because I wasn't talking to ya doesn't mean I wasn't paying attention." He shrugged while sitting down next to me.
"These are amazing, Finn." I looked over them once more before handing the sketchbook back to him.
"I was tired of not having the real thing." Finn spoke after a moment of silence. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears as Finn cupped my face, making me look into his eyes. "I'm sick of looking at those drawings, wishing that I could have the real thing in front of me."
"But why me?" I asked as he grazed his thumb over my cheek.
"Yer beautiful," he breathed against my face.
"You're at a high point in your career, Finn. I can't get in the way of that," I said, airing one of my many grievances.
He chuckled. "I've focused so much on my career the past ten years that I haven't focused on settling down."
"With me?" I choked out.
Finn nodded, "If ya'd let me?"
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I sighed. "You do know I'm at least eight years younger than you, right?" Airing out number two of my many grievances, I waited for his response. It was true; he was 34 and I was 26.
"Age is just a number, lass." He breathed against my lips, still cupping my face.
"I may not be a wrestler any more." Number three.
"Believe it or not, I like ya more than just being a wrestler," he laughed.
Blowing out a large breath, I got ready to air out my biggest grievance. "I, uh, actually haven't dated anyone in awhile."
"We can take things slow if ya want." Finn breathed against my face.
Looking into his eyes, I remembered our conversation from earlier when he was talking about how he was at one of the high points of his career. He worked so hard to get to the WWE and he wasn't about to let a little mishap get in the way.
I felt my lip quiver at how badly he wanted this to work between us but I had to come clean to him. I wouldn't be the mishap that ruined his career if we didn't work out.
I gently pulled his hands off my face. "I think we should just be friends for right now. You've got a big match coming up, you don't need me as a distraction."
"Skylar," his voice came out broken.
"I have to go," my voice cracked as I placed a soft kiss on his cheek and left him on his bed alone as I gathered my things and walked out.