#bcc x reader

"yes... why do you ask?"

"did you ever have a crush on anyone? like a school girl/boy type thing?"

You felt your face warm up and held a cold hand to your cheek. Of course he would ask that. Maybe he noticed? No, he couldn't have. You had a thing for William Regal since you were a teen but it was a silly, brad pitt-esque crush and you knew nothing would come from it - nor did you really want it to. But wow, if the presence of the man didn't still fluster you. It was safe to say everyone had assumed you were star struck and, to an extent, you were.

So when your boyfriend started working with him, you couldn't believe it. It was very much a mix of nerves and excitement but also pride for your partner and all he had accomplished. Sure, Mr Regal was attractive when you were younger but you were in love with Wheeler.

"yes."

"You gonna elaborate on that babe or?"

"nope."

The dark haired man chuckled at you and continued to drink his coffee. You were sat in catering, both of you in workout gear as you had a while till the beginning of dynamite. Since he had joined the BCC, Wheelers confidence had really gone up and it was attractive, to say the least. Underneath it all, he was still your same dorky Wheeler and thats how you fell for him so you wouldn't have him any other way. Still, you could appreciate a man that can handle himself.

Wheeler narrowed his eyes at you comically.

"I'll get it out of you at some point" he teased

"mhmm yeah, you do that babe"

You raised your eyebrows at him and turned back to your food, hoping it would hide any suspicious look you might've been sporting.

Of course, Wheeler hadn't actually been working with him that long and you, despite the fact you were his partner, had never actually met Mr Regal. Lord knows how you would've fallen over yourself if you had.

You could still feel Wheeler's eyes on you, staring a hole in the side of your head. Looking up at him with a raised brow, sandwiched half to your mouth, you gave him a look as if to say 'what?'

He shrugged... helpful.

"You're not dropping this are you?" you groaned, dropping your food back on to your plate for what felt like the umpteenth time tonight.

"not a chance, it has to be someone here right? otherwise you'd tell me"

There was not a chance he was letting this go. Honestly, if it were any other man you would've resigned yourself and given in to your boyfriends questioning but this was far too embarrassing for you to admit to him. Especially if it had even the slightest chance of getting around to the other members of the Blackpool Combat Club. The ribbing you would get from Mox would be painful enough, let alone the sheer mortification of William Regal himself knowing about your childhood crush on him.

Your silence gave Wheeler all the answer he needed, he grinned to himself, laying a hand on your upper arm.

"this? is golden" he smiled, a big cheesy grin that you would've adored in any other situation but right now wanted nothing more than to slap it off of his face.

Pursing your lips, you decided a façade was better than folding by a country mile.

"uh huh, okay pretty boy and do report back to me when you figure that one out"

And with that you returned to your neglected sandwich, letting your partner know that this conversation was over, at least for now.

-

it had been two days since your conversation and you and your darling boyfriend were currently in the gym, him lifting weights and you panting on an adjacent bench. The room was empty apart from you, only you two were crazy enough to be doing this kinda stuff at the hour you were anyway.

"so" you heard a a voice ring from next to you, "is it jeff?"

Huffing, you turned to stare at him.

"is what jeff?"

"your crush-"

"oh my god you're still on this"

He burst into breathless laughter and set the bar in his hands down, rubbing his palms against the black of his gym shorts. It was unbelievable to you how such a gorgeous man could be such a moron sometimes but oh well, that's Wheeler Yuta for you.

"come onnn y/n, he's athletic and handsome" he spoke through puffs of air, "plus he spent most of his wwe days in fishnets"

You felt a sharp elbow nudge your side playfully at the last part of his sentence and opened your eyes to raise an eyebrow at him once more. Something you found yourself doing a lot at his shenanigans lately.

"you sure you're not the one with the crush here?"

He shrugged, putting his thumb and finger below his chin in as if taking your words into account.

"maybe so, those cargo pants did wonders for his ass"

You let out a snort and chucked your towel at him, damp fabric hitting his face just as he burst into another peal of laughter.

"no, dumbass, it was not Jeff Hardy" you thought for a bit, "okay he's hot but not specifically who we're talking about"

He offered you a hand and you pulled on it until you were standing chest-to-chest with him. Smiling, you leaned in close, even after exercising he had this... Wheeler Yuta smell about him. It was soft like cotton and gentle on the nose with a natural scent from remainder of his cologne. It was nice, safe even. Smiling gently, you leant up to plant a kiss on his mouth, lingering slightly.

"are you ever gonna tell me?" he whispered against your lips, hands encircling your waist.

"hmm let me think on it... nope"

and with that you ran out of the gym room, your companions laughter echoing off the corridor as he followed you into the showers. -

Two days turned into two weeks of never ending quizzes and not quite satisfactory answers. Wheeler had tried everyone he could possibly think of that had worked or was working in AEW that you could've watched when you were younger.

"hmm, Christian?"

"No, he's not bad looking though"

"chris jericho"

You stared blankly at him.

"okay, point taken" he winced, "ooh Sting?"

"Not quite honey, almost though"

A couple pairs of footsteps echoed down the hall towards where you were sitting in catering and you both looked up to see Mox and Bryan, along with a slightly disgruntled looking Eddie Kingston.

Smiling, you nodded towards the other two and looked up at Eddie.

"hey Ed's"

He grinned back at you, patting you on the head slightly before parking himself next to the other two, across the table from you and Wheeler. He was like an older brother to you since you joined AEW in it's early days and you were very close with him and Mox - both having acted like mentors in the couple years you had worked together.

"Oh my god it's not Eddie is it?"

You scowled, turning to your boyfriend just so you could slap his arm gently.

"no you dumbass, of course it's not, how could i have watched him when I was younger?"

He pouted, rubbing his arm.

"okay just a guess, you're so mean" he said, dragging out as many pity points as he could.

Rolling your eyes, yet again, you planted your lips on his cheek, much to the chagrin of your company. Mox grunted a question from across the table.

"is Eddie what?"

Your face warmed.

"it's nothing, isn't that right babe?" you glared at your boyfriend, who already had a cheeky smile on his face.

Fuck.

"y/n here had a crush on a wrestler we work with growing up and i'm trying to figure out who it is"

Groaning, you slammed your head on the table.

You heard the familiar chuckle of Bryan and Mox as well as Eddie's all too noticeable cackle.

"will you guys shut up pretty soon the entire roster will be on my case" you groaned onto the cool metal of the table beneath your face.

This? you were truly never going to here the end of. Yoots? bad in his own right. But Jon and Eddie? that was a whole other shit show. You had been the butt end of enough of their ribs in the past few years to be well aware of that fact. Mr 'American dragon' was mostly unknown territory to you but with how close you seemed to be getting, you could safely assume you were in for the same sort of stuff.

"nah c'mon kid, who'd you have the hots for then?"

Groaning against the table, you stuck your middle finger up in what you hoped was Eddie's general direction, only serving to earn yourself even louder cackles.

"Aww, it's not so bad, I married my wrestling crush" Bryan

Yuta's flustered "hey" from next to you succeeded in making you lift your head, grinning at the man in front of you. At least someone was on your side.

"hm... Matt Hardy?"

"Not you too" you wailed, much to the entertainment of all three guys around you.

"nono they seem more like a Jeff kinda person"

"Nope!" wheeler chimed in, "already asked that"

"what about Punk?"

The table went silent.

"you've got to be shitting me" you whispered.

Reluctantly opening your eyes, you looked at the three of them. They were all in different stages of trying to not burst into laughter at your situation and therefore fed up face. It was clear from the way Eddie and Mox was looking at you that they genuinely thought you were going to say yes to that suggestion.

"what, no!" you exclaimed, once again being surrounded by hyena-like laughter from your lovely company.

"Oh come on now lads" a British accent rang from the doorway.

You froze.

"leave the poor girl/boy/person alone to eat their food you vultures"

There he was, in all his three-piece-suit glory. The man himself, your childhood crush, William Regal. Of course you had met by now but briefly and in only short conversation. This? a completely different ball park, especially with the conversation you were just having.

You swallowed, nodding at the man and then returning swiftly to your position, face down on the table.

"did you uh, hear our conversation?" Wheeler gently posed the question to his mentor.

"No, I choose not to earwig on whatever things you might get up to, Mr Yuta"

"y/n... you good?" asked Bryan from above you.

You looked up at him, eyes wide as if trying to communicate for him to please not tell Yuta or Regal was was evident on your face. He pursed his lips, evidently trying not to laugh, you looked at Jon who was doing something much similar.

Eddie broke first.

A little squeaking noise of his laugh escaping his lips. Just that one noise and all three of them were off, chortling like middle age men in a pub. Once again, you died of embarrassment and head butted the table.

"oh my god" you heard Wheeler's voice ring next to you, in a horrified sound of recognition.

"him?" he asked, incredulously, "this is the guy?"

You peered at him from beneath the cave you had made with your arms, nodding sheepishly.

"This is golden" wheezed Eddie from accross the table.

Mr Regal looked on in confusion, brows furrowed at his usually very well put together team. After a few seconds of staring, he sighed, muttered something about coffee and left the room.

Once he had gone, the mess that was the three roaring men across from you and the one, very shocked boyfriend next to you, finally quieted.

"so... Regal?"

"Eddie" you muttered, "i'm going to kill you now"

Wheeler had just the right speed of reflex to catch you before you launched yourself accross the table at your friend, who was once again cackling like a mad man.

-

Later that night you were snuggling in bed with Wheeler, head laid on his chest as his steady breathing lulled you to sleep.

"hey y/n?"

you hummed.

"you would never leave me for Regal right?"

Now it was your turn to laugh. Chuckling, you sat up slightly and looked at your boyfriend. The low light of the hotel lamp reflected off of his dark eyes and the soft glow made his tan skin look almost angelic. A beautiful person to behold, and one you couldn't believe was yours in the first place. How lucky you felt.

"absolutely not, I have everything I need right here"

You leant forward, sliding your lips against his in a slightly risqué display of your loyalty. Large hands came to rest at your hips, pulling them closer to his and setting your stomach alight. You smirked against his mouth, opening your eyes to stare into his lustfully.

"besides" you teased, dragging a finger up his chest. "he is married after all"

"oh that's it"

A giggle escaped you as you were flipped onto the bed. A head of dark hair entered your vision as he jokingly buried his face in your neck, planting wet, ticklish kisses there.

Yeah, you had everything you needed.