#730 hook

You waited patiently, sitting on the bench near the door while scrolling through Instagram.

“Hello, lovely lady.”

You jumped at the voice, eyes making contact with a man hunched over, hands curled up in a zombie like stance, and black and white paint on his face.

“I’m Danhausen, nice to meet you.” He spoke quickly, taking his right hand from his cape and shaking your outstretched, confused hand. “Y/n…” you muttered back.

Who was this and why was he coming up to you?

“You probably haven’t seen me around, but I’m Hook’s “friend”,”

You thought about it and slowly nodded. This was the guy Hook’s been telling you about — the guy who’s been basically harassing him for a tag match against Tony and Mark.

“—and there have been some, uh, problems with Tony Neese and his manager, Mark Sterling, and I say we team together and take them down! But, Hook doesn’t want to.” He made sure to frown at the end of that sentence.

“I heard from some people around here that you’re his lady, so I thought maybe you could help me out.”

“Um, well, Hook has a problem with trusting people. He likes to do everyone on his own, a lone wolf, you know?” Danhausen nodded. “This is no offense to you, but you’re not really on his level?” You admitted in a question. 

You didn’t want to sound completely rude, but it was just the truth. The difference between Hook’s fighting style and Danhausen's was extremely noticeable.

“He wants to be around people who are more serious in the ring, and not someone who plays around.”

That made Danhausen gasp, a facepaint-stained hand coming over his heart. “Danhausen is serious! Danhausen doesn’t play around! I really do curse people, wanna see?”

You opened your mouth to decline but he was already raising his two hands, both of them pointing at you. 

Before he could speak, the door opened.

You didn’t notice the person who stepped out was your boyfriend, nor did you see him charging towards Danhausen.

You blinked and he was pinning the poor guy to the wall.

“Hook!” You yelled, watching with wide eyes as his grip around the black and red top grew tighter.

“You want my attention? Fine. But don’t ever come near my girl again.”

You let out a breath you were holding, rushing forward and pulling Hook away from him. “Hook, stop it! You’re scaring him!”

You both looked at Danhausen who still had his arms and hands pinned to the wall, teeth on display, and eyes opened wide.

“He was just asking me to convince you to tag with him.”

Hook rolled his eyes.

“I think you should do it.”

He attempted to walk away, but you grabbed his wrist forcing him to stay. “Come on, please?” You pouted. 

“Yes, please do!” Danhausen added.

You glared at him, telepathically telling him to hush.

“Please? For me?”

Hook’s eyes fluttered close in a way to calm his annoyance. “Fine.”

You let out a cheer and pressed a kiss to his cheek while intertwining your hands. “See you at Double or Nothing next week!”

You both began walking away, but Danhausen's voice rang out. “Where are you two going?” “To the diner down the street. You should totally come!”

“No.”

“Alright!”