[y'all don't even answer the questions anymore. idc]
[Roman]:
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"Hurry up, Y/N!" Roman yelled.
You walked downstairs and smiled at Roman.
"Hell no, go back upstairs and try it again," he shook his head.
"What's the problem?" you asked.
"You're not going out wearing that."
"Why not? It's cute."
"Do you know how many men are going to be looking at you? I should be the only one."
"Rome, I'm all yours baby. I don't want any other guy," you assured him.
"But–"
"No, I come home to you every night. I look good and I feel good. So, I'm gonna wear it."
"Okay," he gave in.
"Thank you, Baby."
[Dean]:
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"There's no way in hell, Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N!" Dean growled.
"Dean, we're going to the beach," your eyes narrowed at him.
"On second thought, we're just going to stay home."
"Why can't I wear this?"
"Because."
"I'm gonna have to take it off anyway. It's not like we're going grocery shopping."
"You're lucky I love you so much, and you look good," he rolled his eyes.
"I know."
[Seth]:
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"Why did you think I would let you out wearing that?" Seth rhetorically questioned.
"Everything's all covered up."
"You tried it, find something else."
"Seth, I want to wear it so I am. You're not the boss of me. Let's go."
"Who died and made you the boss?"
"I'm giving you three seconds, or I'm breaking up with you."
"Okay okay, let's go," he gave in.
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The Shield Preferences || WWE
FanfictionRoman Reigns, Dean Ambrose, and Seth Rollins preferences. How about we all just forget about Seth stabbing Dean and Roman in the back?
