#captain charisma

You had just gotten changed into your new ring gear when there was a knock on the locker room door.

“Come in,” you called out.

Christian poked his head into the room, making eye contact with you and smiling. “Are you alone?” he asked softly.

You nodded your head, and he closed the door behind him before making his way over to you. He grabbed your hand and spun you around slowly, admiring his girl and her new gear.

“You look incredible baby! I’m glad you went with your original design, it suits you,” he complimented sweetly. “I’m a lucky guy,” “You’re sure it’s not too much? It’s a lot more revealing than I thought it would be,” you asked sheepishly.

Your self-consciousness suddenly kicked in, but Christian put your mind at ease when he wrapped you in his arms and kissed you.

His lips were next to your ear as he whispered, “It’s perfect, Y/N. You’re perfect. All that matters is if you like it and are comfortable wearing it. Anyone else’s opinion is irrelevant,”

A smile covered your face as you nuzzled in closer to him, reveling in the way he was holding you in his strong arms. A knock at the door interrupted your sweet moment, bringing your attention to the clock on the wall.

“Shoot, I’ve gotta go baby. Thanks for stopping by, seeing you was just what I needed,” your words sincere and full of appreciation.

“Of course! I’ll be backstage watching on a monitor, cheering you on the entire time. Knock em’ dead baby,”

With a final kiss, you exited the locker room, Christian lingering there for a while longer to keep his presence unknown to anyone nearby. So far during the course of your relationship, the two of you had been successful at keeping it hush hush. Your age gap didn’t bother either of you, but you didn’t want the rest of the world judging it or sticking their noses where they don’t belong. It was yours and Christian’s little secret, making your relationship feel that much more intimate.

Your least favorite production team member was waiting for you on the other side of the door. Most of the time you were able to avoid them, but it looks like tonight luck wasn’t on your side.

“Why are you here? I didn’t see your name on the list earlier,” your words laced with annoyance.

“Not happy to see me princess? I sure am glad to see you! New ring gear tonight?” he replied, making your skin crawl.

After rolling your eyes, you ignored his questions started to walk away.

“Oh, don’t be like that! Although seeing you walk away in those skimpy little shorts of yours is making me forget all about your attitude,” You stopped in your tracks, whipping your head around in the creep’s direction, trying to fight off the intense anger you were feeling.

“Excuse me?!” you shouted. The eyebrows of a few people passing by you were raised, but they kept on walking. “You’re a real piece of work, aren’t you?” There was a wicked gleam in his eyes when he moved in closer to you, making sure to block you when you tried to move away.

“Hey, no need for this hostility sweetheart. I’m just admiring the goods. And boy do they look good! You should make all your gear this low cut and skimpy,”

Just as you were about to respond, the sound of footsteps rapidly approaching caught your attention! Christian came into view and shoved the production team member out of the way.

“Leave my girlfriend alone you pervert!” His protectiveness over you shined through as he turned to face you and asked if you were okay.

Christian rubbed your arms soothingly, only breaking eye contact with you for a moment to address the creep once more, “If I ever hear you talk to Y/N like that again, I’ll break your jaw so you won’t be able to!” Much to your dismay, a crowd of people had gathered due to all the commotion, their eyes large with confusion and intrigue. After the production member ran off, Christian embraced you tightly, holding your head against his toned chest. Your mind was still reeling from the events that just played out, but you were thinking 100% clearly when you pulled away from him and placed a hand on each one of his cheeks.

“Thank you,” you whispered against his lips before crashing yours against them. The kiss was filled with so many emotions that it left you breathless when it eventually ended.

Someone standing behind Christian cleared their throat, so he moved to the side so the both of you could see who it was. Your best friend Anna was revealed, her face unreadable as she stood with her arms crossed.

“Um, could you give us a minute, baby?” you asked Christian, feeling bashful all of a sudden. He kissed your forehead before taking a few steps down the hallway, still keeping his eyes on you. “You know, best friends usually tell each other things,” Anna said flatly.

You shifted on your feet, nervousness bubbling to the surface while you tried to think of something to say.

“You could’ve told me, Y/N. Christian is a good catch! I’m happy for you,”

Relief washed over you when she pulled you into a hug, all tension leaving your body.

“He really is, isn’t he?” you smiled. “I’m sorry for not telling you sooner, we were just enjoying it being our little secret for now. I guess that cat’s outta the bag now though,” With your arms intertwined, you and Anna walked over to Christian, and the three of made your way backstage for your match.