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[dimitrescus-bitch]

Love (Carmella x Reader)

“Thanks for coming up here with me,” Carmella told you as she parked her car. Road trips had been one of your favorite parts of the year, but once you’d joined WWE, you didn’t get enough time to really do a good one. So, when Carmella asked if you’d ride up to Boston with her from Florida, you agreed. 

Carmella was, undoubtedly, your best friend. The two of you had been friends for years and it was only recently that you got to be allies on screen. Despite your very hardcore persona, you were a soft and gentle person. There had been many times that Carmella had been the one to defend someone to you or had been the one to lead in with the confrontation. 

“Of course, I’m really glad that you asked me to come with you. I’ve been needing a long drive.” You followed her out of the car and into the hotel lobby. Carmella got your cards and you carried your bags up to the room. “Damn, you didn’t hold back.” 

“We both deserve some rest and relaxation,” Carmella said as she pushed the door open. 

“I thought New York was our rest and relaxation,” you told her. Carmella shook her head and pulled you into the room. You set your bags on the table and then booked it towards the bed. Carmella laughed at you and followed suit, landing right next to you. “You’re not hogging the blankets again are you?” 

“I’ll try not to, I promise.” You took Carmella at her word and closed your eyes for a nap. After your nap, you woke up to see dinner sitting in your room already. You went over to join Carmella at the table. “Wine?” 

“No thanks,” you refused politely. Carmella filled you in on your plans for your weekend in Boston before the two of you would have to book it back to Florida. You were leaving on Monday morning so that you could make a special appearance on NXT to reply to a challenge issued by Candice Lerae. 

“I had fun tonight, over dinner. It was quiet and nice,” Carmella said as she laid with her head on your shoulder. 

“It was. We don’t do a lot of stuff like that anymore.” You laced your fingers together and she seemed to relax a bit. Sometimes, Carmella would tense up and not even know it, but you always noticed it. Especially whenever she was so close to you. “But we should.” 

“It’s couple stuff, you know?” Carmella asked you. You nodded and gave her a small smile. 

“We’ve always done couple stuff though,” you pointed out. You went on really romantic dinner dates, had given each other massages on multiple times, and both of you were just really affectionate with each other. “I’m practically your girlfriend Mella.” 

“Then just be my girlfriend because I already love you,” Carmella said and you paused for a moment. “You being my girlfriend makes sense, even if I’ve never had a girlfriend before.” 

“You love me?” you asked and Carmella nodded. “Cool, that’s, um, surprising.” 

“Not really,” Carmella told you. “It really isn’t.”

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I accidentally put Cam  instead of Car so I'm sorry about that. I hope you enjoy and request fsm! 

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Legitimacy (Carmella x Reader)

“Um, what is that supposed to mean?” Carmella asked Nia. It was supposed to be a Total Divas lunch with everybody that the network could get ahold of, past seasons and present. Carmella had brought you as her date, which was now safe because the two of you had come out a couple of weeks ago on Instagram. 

“It probably doesn’t mean what you’re taking it as babe,” you said, trying to diffuse the situation. You put your hand on Carmella’s forearm and hoped that the bit of contact would distract her. 

“No, Carmella knows exactly what I meant by that,” Nia said and Carmella’s jaw clenched. You could see her hand forming into a fist and at the slightest hint of movement, you wrapped your arms around her torso to keep her arms against her body. 

“If you are that bothered, we can leave. It’s not worth fighting over,” you told Carmella and she nodded. You let go of her and she stood up and left the table. “It was nice meeting most of you, but I think we have to go.” 

“Bye Y/n!” Liv called out as you left. “I’ll see you later.” 

“Yeah, in the studio,” you said and Liv waved to you. You chased after Carmella and met her in the parking lot. You immediately hugged her and kissed her cheek. “Are you okay? I know that what she said really affected you.” 

“I guess I’m fine,” Carmella said quietly. “I’m sorry that you had to see me like that.” 

“I’m here for the good, bad, angry, happy, and everything in between,” you promised and Carmella sighed. “So what tipped you off back there because you’ve never gotten so mad about someone saying something like that to me before.” 

“No, I get mad, but it’s easier to control when you can’t do anything about it I guess. She was right there though and I could have shut her up, but I didn’t,” Carmella said and you sighed. It hurt you to see her so upset and worked out about what had happened. You were used to people calling you a one-hit wonder and not taking your music career seriously. Yeah, it hurt, but you were working hard to make sure that you had more than one hit. “I see how hard you’ve been working to prove people who say stuff like that wrong and then she just says that to your face.” 

“Calm down, until she’s got a platinum single under her belt and a bomb-ass album, there’s no legitimacy behind her comments,” you said and Carmella nodded. “You wanna go back in there and finish that lunch or do you wanna go home and we find something else to eat?” 

“I think I like the food we have at home,” Carmella said as she kissed you. You kissed her back and got in the car with her. The two of you spent the rest of the afternoon unwinding and then Carmella took it upon herself to be your social media person while you were in the studio putting the finishing touches on your album. 

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The Snapback Snatcher (Carmella x Reader)

Mornings were your least favorite time of the day. Which was why when you were woken up by Carmella rummaging through the bedroom at six thirty in the morning, you were less than happy. Instead of asking her what it was about though, you just turned over onto your stomach and shoved your head under the pillows. That worked just fine until she flopped onto the bed and started dramatically sighing and making noises to get your attention. 

“Okay, what’s wrong?” you asked as you sat up. 

“My hat is missing,” Carmella said and you laid back down. “It’s serious, I planned my outfit around it today. I’m gonna wear it tonight for the show.” 

“Carm, you have a million hats, what makes this one so important?” you asked and Carmella pouted at you. You took a second to look past the pout and realized that she was legitimately upset about this. “Okay, I’ll help you look for it.” 

“Thank you,” Carmella said and you got out of bed. She leaned over towards the nightstand and handed you a cup of coffee. You downed it and then started to look downstairs for the hat. You were halfway through the living room when you realized that Carmella hadn’t told you what hat you were looking for. Immediately, you ran upstairs and looked for her in various rooms until you found her. 

“Babe?” you asked and she looked up at you. “What hat is it?” 

“The one you gave me after your first PPV match,” Carmella said and you nodded. 

“You’re wearing that out to the show tonight?” you asked and Carmella nodded. You smiled and touched your heart. You nodded and then ran off to find the hat. You knew the difference between the hat that you gave Carmella and the one that you went out with every week. You were about to give up on looking when Carmella came downstairs, running towards you. 

“I found it!” Carmella jumped into your arms and kissed you in celebration. 

“Where was it?” you asked her. 

“In Reggae’s bed,” Carmella said and as if on cue, your puppy came trotting towards you with the same excitement as your girlfriend. “She didn’t even chew it up or anything, just took it to her bed.” 

“I guess we found our snapback snatcher,” you said with a relieved chuckle. Carmella left before you did, but made sure to call you when she wanted you to come in to see her at Smackdown. You thought it was a bit odd that she had you dress up, but you did it anyways. When you got there, you didn’t see Carmella. In fact, you were kept from seeing her by almost everybody you ran into. 

“Y/n, they need you to go out there,” a producer said and you nodded. You didn’t have a script or anything, but when you went out there, you were received by cheers and Carmella waiting for you. You didn’t get a chance to say anything because she just put the hat on your head and pulled you towards her for a kiss. 

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Sneaker (Carmella x Reader)

“Mandy, I don’t want to go on this date,” you said and Mandy pouted at you. “Seriously, it doesn’t feel right.” 

“It would only not feel right if you were seeing someone,” Mandy said and you sighed. For the past six weeks Mandy had been all over your case about a suspected relationship. Sonya had gone in on it with her and the two of them hounded you constantly. Sonya’s place had once been a safe haven for you to escape living with your sister, but now you had to deal with Sonya asking you for Mandy. Sonya probably didn’t really care because she had priorities other than your love life. However, they weren’t wrong, you’d been sneaking around with Carmella for nearly five months and not a single soul knew about it. 

“For the last time, I am not seeing anybody,” you said and Mandy gave you a skeptical look. “When do I have time to date?” 

“You could be seeing another wrestler. It’s not that hard to sneak around at work, I’d know,” Mandy said and you gagged. 

“Apparently it’s hard to find a place to not get caught sneaking around in,” you said, shuddering at how you’d discovered your sister’s relationship with her former tag teammate. Mandy shoved you and you shoved her back. The two of you got into a little scuffle until Sonya broke it up. 

“Let’s go, I don’t want to keep Y/n’s date waiting,” Sonya said and you sighed. You all went to Sonya’s house and your jaw nearly dropped when you saw Carmella sitting by the pool. 

“Is this a fucking joke?” you asked, obviously panicked. Sonya and Mandy looked at each other in confusion before looking at you with concern. “What the hell is this?” 

“This is a blind date. Carmella’s pretty recently single and I know that you’d take good care of her,” Sonya said and you nodded. “So, calm down and get to know her a bit better.” 

“Y-yeah, of course.” You smoothed down your shirt and then walked over to Carmella. “So, I guess this is our blind date.” 

“Thank fuck it’s you,” Carmella said as she stood up. She held you tightly and kissed your cheek. “Sonya told me that she had somebody for me to meet with. I never thought it’d be you.” 

“You two seem to be friendly,” Sonya interrupted. You sorta jumped away from Carmella as Sonya passed you a beer. You hung out with them for pretty much the whole afternoon before Sonya and Mandy decided that all four of you could stay the night at Sonya’s. It was after they’d disappeared for a bit that you finally got to be alone with Carmella. 

“I missed you,” Carmella said, placing her hand on your thigh. You looked down at it and then around the room to make sure nobody was around to watch you. She placed her other one on your bicep and squeezed lightly. “You’ve been working out. You feel stronger.” 

“PC workouts are no joke,” you said and Carmella pulled your head against her. You relaxed and for the first time in what felt like forever didn’t worry about getting caught. You didn’t feel guilty because you were too focused on Carmella, who was also focused on you. “I love you.” 

“I love you too,” Carmella said, leaning down to kiss you. You turned and deepened the kiss. The two of you got lost in that, so lost that you failed to notice Sonya and Mandy jumping out from the kitchen. 

“I told you they were fucking sneaking around!” Sonya yelled. Carmella broke the kiss, but kept her arms wrapped around you. “You fucking sneakers. I told you that it was Carmella Mandy.” 

“Shut up, so we can talk about this like adults,” Mandy said and Sonya nodded. “How long have you been sneaking around?” 

“Four months,” Carmella answered honestly. “We didn’t mean to sneak around. It happened one day and then neither of us were sure when to say something.” 

“Well, you’re still sneakers. I’m hurt that you didn’t say something, but I’m happy for you. Don’t hurt Y/n,” Mandy threatened. 

“I could never,” Carmella said. 

“Mandy, I told you that was Y/n’s shirt I found in Carmella’s car,” Sonya said and Mandy dragged her upstairs so that you could have privacy with your girlfriend. 

“That is a weight lifted off my chest,” you said and Carmella agreed. 

“So am I. Especially since I could tell it was bothering you being all sneaky and shit,” Carmella said softly. 

“Yeah, I’m not a sneaker.” Carmella rolled her eyes at your choice of self-descriptor.

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