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Ohhh, alright.

Dean v Seth @ Hell in a Cell

Natalya v Charlotte @ NXT Takeover

Dolph Ziggler v Luke Harper @ TLC

This was hard though because I also loved The Shield v Evolution @ Extreme Rules, Daniel Bryan v Orton v Batista @ WM, Paige v AJ v Nikki @ NOC, Sami v Adrian.. well.. always and the Survivor Series match that gave my baby Ziggy a maJOR PUSH.

aj vs nikki vs paige - night of champions

sasha vs charlotte - nxt revolution

You want me to cry, don’t you Adri? Damn it… Fine. One WWE otp of otps angst coming right up… I love these two so much; I don’t like making them sad. I’ll have you know, I totally put off writing this because it gave me way too many feels but when I finally got it done, I accidentally deleted it and didn’t have it saved. It was really frustrating. So… Here we go. Pain and Feels: Attempt #2. I’m not terribly thrilled with how it turned out, but whatever…

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The numbness that Sami had been feeling for the past week had yet to fade. His career was over; at least with respect to WWE. He could go literally anywhere, don his mask again, and compete as El Generico. He would be loved, he would be cheered, he would be respected… But he wouldn’t be Sami. There was a freedom to competing as himself that he would never know as El Generico. He would miss it.

Hunter and William Regal had been blowing up his phone, calling and texting over and over to try to get a hold of him. He knew that they would try to convince him to come back, to change his mind; but he would keep his word. He promised that if he lost his match against Adrian at Takeover: R Evolution, he would quit NXT. And lose he did. Adrian had cheated, but that was neither here nor there. He had lost and he would leave.

He would miss NXT. He would miss the fans. He would miss the friends he’d made and the opportunities to travel with the main roster. He would miss Adrian. Dear God, he would miss Adrian so much.

But the man that he had faced at Takeover, and even in the weeks before, was not Adrian. At least, not as Sami knew him. Sami knew that Adrian was a tough and fierce competitor, that he would do anything to win, but what he did at Takeover… Cheating to win, even when he knew that Sami’s career was on the line… That was something that Sami didn’t know that Adrian was capable of. He couldn’t blame Adrian, though. He was the one who put his career on the line and he had told Adrian to treat it like any other match.

After losing, Sami had left Full Sail University completely dejected; almost in a trance. Hunter, Regal, and the majority of the locker room had tried to stop him as he quickly packed his gear and left. He’d ignored them, having to practically barrel through a blockade Superstars trying to stop him from leaving. Somehow he had managed to return to the apartment he shared with Adrian, pack the few things he’d bothered to bring from Montreal, and made his way to a hotel.

Adrian hadn’t tried to call him. Sami suspected that was for the best. A clean break; a quick ripping of a band-aid. Despite competing against Adrian, Sami had fallen quite hard for him. But maybe the Adrian he thought he knew wasn’t the real Adrian. Maybe the real Adrian was the man who had come forth over the past few weeks. The liar; the cheat. Maybe Adrian hadn’t loved Sami liked he had claimed. Yes, a clean break was for the best. Adrian might not be hurting, but Sami was. He couldn’t let himself hold on to what wouldn’t be. He knew that now.

Just as he packed the last of his clothes into his final bag, a knock sounded on the door. Sami raised his eyebrows and glanced at the door, “Sami!” Adrian’s voice called, giving Sami the feeling of being punched in the stomach, “I know you’re in there. Open the door!” Sami stood where he was, trying to force down the tears welling in his eyes, “Damn it, Sami! Open the door! Please!”

Sighing, Sami closed his suitcase and walked over to the door, looking through the peephole. There he was. Adrian Neville in all his glory. Fuck, he loved that man so much. Taking a deep breath to steel himself, Sami slowly unlocked the door and pulled it open, “What do you want, Adrian?” Adrian didn’t reply. He pushed past Sami into the room, taking in the packed bags, the folded blankets… Everything that made evident Sami’s plan to leave, “What the hell, Adrian!?”

“What are you doing?” Adrian asked, desperately, “Where are you going?”

“Home.” Sami replied, trying to keep his voice stoic. Adrian couldn’t know how much it hurt him to leave.

“Home?” Adrian asked in disbelief, “Sami…” He placed his hands on the taller man’s shoulders, rubbing them up and down soothingly over the strong biceps and triceps that Sami had worked so hard to build, “Home is ten miles that way,” He jerked his head southward, “With me.”

Pulling away, Sami shook his head, “No. I’m going back to Montreal. Do some more training, find a few try-outs…”

“Sami!” Adrian implored, grabbing the man once again. God, why did he act like he cared so much? It was ripping Sami apart inside, “Come. Back. Please. Hunter and Regal haven’t terminated your contract yet. They don’t want to. Just come back and tell them you’ve changed your mind. Everything will be fine. You’ll be back in the performance center tomorrow…”

“No.” Sami replied bluntly, “I gave my word. You won, so I’m leaving.”

“Damn it, Sami, don’t put this on me!”

Sami shook his head and pulled away yet again, “I’m not. I made the stipulation. It was my choice.”

Adrian forced Sami to hold his gaze, “Then why are you looking at me like I’m Satan?”

Sami groaned and ran his hand through his hair, “It’s not just about the title or NXT, Adrian,” He growled, pacing, “You and me… We can… We’re not… We’re over, Adrian.”

“Wh… What?” Adrian asked, dumbfounded, “Sami…

“I could have lived with losing. I would have figured something out. Hell! Maybe I would have gone to Hunter and told him I changed my mind.” Adrian tried to protest, “If it had been a fair fight. You’re too good to cheat like that Adrian. I put the stipulation on that match, I know that, but… I can’t trust you anymore.” Adrian’s face fell, “We could have moved past Takeover together, but if you’re willing to cheat just to retain a title knowing what would happen if I lose… What else is more important than me? What else would you throw me aside for?”

Adrian shook his head violently, “Sami, that’s not…”

“I want to forgive you… but I can’t.” Sami found that he could no longer fight back the tears as Adrian looked like he might faint, “I gave everything I had to you, Adrian Neville. And you chose to value a scrap of gold and leather over what I thought we had.”

“Sami, please don’t…” Adrian breathed out desperately, “I love you…”

“How can you say that?!” Sami shot back fiercely, “After everything? God damn it, Adrian, we…” Sami wasn’t able to finish as Adrian lurched forward and captured his lips in a sloppy, desperate kiss. Sami’s body immediately wanted to respond, but he forced himself to stop. Angrily, Sami shoved Adrian away, the smaller man stumbling backwards and falling on the bed, “Please don’t…” Sami said dangerously, “Don’t hurt me more than you already have.”

Here you go, hope you like it. 

Emma let out a sigh at the feeling of Dean’s lips against her neck. She had been surprised when he had dragged her into this storage room and had been about to protest, but his lips had gotten in the way of that. 

"Dean, we have to stop," Emma moaned as she tried to stop him, "We’re going to get caught!" 

"No, we won’t," Dean murmured against her neck, "Nobody is going to find us here. Nobody comes to this side of the building." 

"How can you be so sure?" Emma sighed as Dean’s hand slid under her top. 

"Because I am," Dean told her as his lips returned to hers. Emma kissed him back completely getting lost in the kiss and forgetting about her previous concern. She got so lost in the kiss that she wasn’t sure when her top and his had been removed, but the feeling of his hands on her bare back sent shivers down her spine. Dean had just unclasped her bra when Emma was brought back to Earth by the sound of someone calling her name. 

"Where is she?" Both of them froze at the sound of Paige’s voice right outside the door. 

"Last time I saw her she was looking for Dean," They heard Summer reply. 

"Well, knowing her boyfriend there probably off somewhere screwing," Paige joked which made both girls laugh. 

"Probably, but come on we have to get ready for our match. She’ll turn up soon," They heard Summer say before they heard their footsteps heading away from them. Emma sighed in relief while Dean chuckled. 

"That is not funny," Emma said as she slid away from Dean to get dressed, "We almost got caught, like I said we would." 

"But we didn’t," Dean reminded her as he kissed her again. Emma sighed as Dean kissed her. 

"No, don’t start that again," Emma told him as she pulled away, "We can finish up after Raw when we’re in the hotel room." 

"Promise?" Dean asked as he pulled her to him again. Emma giggled before kissing him. 

"I swear to you we will finish what we started in here later tonight," Emma murmured against his lips, "So, don’t wear yourself out because you’re not going to be getting any sleep later." With that Emma turned and left the storage room with Dean right behind her. 

Charlotte held her head in her hands, elbows firmly on her knees, as tears streamed down her face. The sounds of Sami muttering furiously as he packed his things rang throughout the apartment that they shared. How did they come to this? Charlotte knew that she wasn’t the easiest person to live with; she was intense and focused, often times to the detriment of her relationships. But Sami… Sami made her better. More carefree and fun-loving and relaxed.

She heard Sami storm through the kitchen towards the door, those stupid bells that he had put on the door knob for Christmas tinkling merrily as he wrenched it open. Without hesitation, or really any thought whatsoever, Charlotte shot from her seat towards the kitchen, slamming the door closed with all of her weight and power before Sami could leave.

"Char…" Sami groaned, anger and despair mingling unnaturally in his tone. 

Charlotte turned to face him, forcing them to lock gazes, “Sami, please… Please don’t go. I love you.” 

"Really?" He asked, his voice still angry but his face exhausted and pained, "What about…"

"I don’t love him anymore, Sami." Charlotte interrupted desperately, "I loved him once, but… But… I can’t lose you. I need you. You’re the most important person in the world to me." Sami sighed heavily, "Please, baby…" Charlotte implored, damn near down on her knees begging. Charlotte Flair did not beg, she saw what she wanted and she took it. But Sami… He had long since become her exception and if she had to beg for him, she would, "Please let me prove it to you. Let me make this right." 

Sami groaned, clenching his eyes shut and breathing deeply through his nose. Leaving her would shatter him, but watching her leave would be like ripping his heart out and throwing rock salt in the wound. After a moment of intense deliberation, Sami dropped the bags in his hands and opened his eyes to stare at the woman he loved with all of his heart and soul.