Wrestling One-Shots

Santana

"Ahh, Santana no." You protest through a fit of giggles as he picks you up from behind. "Santana." You hear his hearty chuckle as he releases you from his grip. But not before placing a kiss to your neck.

You are placed back on flat ground and you turn around to face your dorky boyfriend with a grin. He grins back at you with open arms and an even bigger smile.

"You know you love me." He teases you.

You roll your eyes and give into his charm. He engulfs you with his arms and you're pulled into his chest with ease.

"Hey! Santana." You hear a voice call your boyfriend while you're still pressed to his chest.

You push off of him and turn around to see Chris looking sternly at your boyfriend.

"Hey, Chris." You greet him with a friendly smile.

"Y/N." He nods at you before he turns his attention back to Santana. "Santana, we have a meeting with the rest of the group." He tells him.

Santana nods and says goodbye to you, you give him a small hug, and you both part ways for what is probably going to be the rest of the night. You make your way to the women's locker room and see if you can't find something to do.

"Hey." You spot Ana Jay and walk over to her casually.

"Hey Y/N." The blonde grins as she pulls her boots from the shelf in front of her. "You just get back from seeing that boyfriend of yours?" She asks you.

You nod and shift to your left where your own shelf is, you find that your ring gear is all there, with the exception of your boots.

"Hmm, that's strange." You comment aloud as you do a double-take for your boots.

"What is?" Ana asks as she turns to you.

"I could have sworn that I left my boots here." You lift a few things to see if they were hiding.

After double-checking to make sure you just didn't see them you confirm that your ring boots are nowhere to be found.

"Where's your gym bag?" Ana asks you, offering to help you figure out where you left them. "They're probably in there." You nod and think about it for a moment.

"Ah." You all of a sudden remember where you left your bags. "I left it in the Men's locker room." Ana nods seeing that you've now solved your problem. "Eh, I'll go pick them up in a bit." You shrug it off for now.

You begin getting ready for the night figuring that you can change shoes last, you wanted to wait for Santana to get back from his meeting.

"So about you and Santana." Ana starts up.

"Yeah?" You reply. You'd had this conversation with her before.

"It doesn't bother you that he's with Jericho and his crew all the time?" She asks you. "I mean if my man was spending all his time with his buddies I'd be pissed off," Ana explains.

In the back of your mind, you think about it a little. Santana does tend to spend a lot of time with Jericho and his buddies.

"I love Santana, he's a hard worker sure. But I know he loves me just as much." You state with confidence.

"Okay." Ana shrugs it off.

"I'm gonna go grab my boots." You stand up and dismiss yourself from the locker room.

Ana nods and you head out back to Santana's locker room. When you get there you knock to be polite and can hear chatter on the other side. Curious you crack the door and quietly peer in.

"Can we please wrap this up?" You hear Santana ask.

You crack the door a little more and see Chris droning on about god knows what to the rest of the group.

"Chris, you really do have a knack for droning on, don't you?" You laugh and fully enter the room.

Chris ceases his speaking and his eyes train on you for interrupting him. Santana shakes his head on the other side of the room and tries to hide his growing smile.

"Oh.......Y/N" Chris nods to you. "What exactly are you doing here?" He asks you.

"Oh, I just came by to get the gym bag I left here." You nod to the pink bag in the corner of the room. "But now I see that I'm saving your buddies from being talked to death by you."

Chris rolls his eyes at you as you walk over to Santana who hands you the bag you came for.

"You should really watch your mouth around him." Santana hands you the bag with a playful grin.

"What's he gonna do? Hit me?" You laugh and turn to Chris. "Besides, me and Chris are buddies. Right, Jericho?" You grab your bag and walk back over to Chris.

"Oh yeah," Chris grumbles. "The best of friends." He rolls his eyes again.

"Anyway, I'll let you get back to being boring." You pat Chris on the shoulder. "See you later baby." You turn and blow a kiss to Santana before you leave.

Santana shakes his head at you as you leave, knowing that he's about to get an earful from Chris.

"Bye, baby!" Santana waves as you go.

"Really Santana, you seriously need to get a hold of her," Chris complains as soon as you are gone.

"Even if I could man,  I wouldn't," Santana replies. "I love her just the way she is. And she was right, this speech is getting kind of boring." He adds.

"Yeah, it kind of is." Sammy and Ortix agree.

"Fine, whatever," Chris grumbles again and ends the meeting early.

Later that night you are just packing up your bag at the end of the show when someone knocks on the locker room door. You head over and find Santana on the other side of it.

"Hey, babe!" You happily let Santana in the room. "How was your meeting?" You ask him with a grin.

"So much more entertaining with your little disruption." Santana laughs and walks over to your side.

"Well, I do make everything better." You laugh with him and zip up your bag.

"Amen to that chica." Santana kisses the top of your head. "Man, you should have seen how pissed Chris looked after you left." He adds.

"I bet" You continue to laugh. "Alright, I'm all good here. Let's get out of here, really get the night started." You tease and walk over to the door.

"Lead the way then chica." Santana nods his head eagerly and follows close behind you.