"Friendly" Competition
AN: I'm super proud of how this turned out. I love it. Definitely one of my favourites.
Pairings: Seth Rollins x Reader
Warnings: Swears and cuteness
Summary: Everyone says you should fall in love with your best friend, but how often are the feelings mutual?
"YEAH! That's right baby! I'm Seth freakin' Rollins!" Seth yelled. He jumped up off the floor and threw the controller down in excitement. "That's not fair! I haven't played this too much yet!" I pout. He looks down at me and laughs. "Awe c'mon (Y/N). It's just a game. It's no big deal." "Easy for you to say. You didn't get your ass kicked." I mumble. Seth chuckles and offers me a hand. I reluctantly take it, pulling myself up. He tries to hug me, but I push him away. He places a hand on chest and acts offended. I roll my eyes. "I want a rematch." I state. Seth gives me a look. "You sure about that sweetheart? You did see that I completely destroyed you right?" I glare at him. "Don't call me sweetheart. I'll kick you ass this time." Seth scoffs. "Yeah, okay sure you will (Y/N)." "I will!" I grab the controllers and hand one to him. He stares at it before looking at me with that shit eating grin of his.
"Alright, and what if you don't?" He asks. "You wanna make this a bet now?" I say. Seth nods. "Kay fine. What do I have to do if I lose?" I cross my arms and wait. He rubs his beard while he thinks. "If you lose, you have to..." His voice trails off. I could see the lightbulb come on as the idea popped into his head. "You have to be my personal assistant for a week." He says with certainty. "Fine." I agree. "When you lose-" Seth cuts me off. "IF I lose." I roll my eyes again. "Whatever. When or if you lose, you have to tell me how you really feel about me." I see him tense up slightly. I quirk a brow at him. "Is that a problem, Seth?" He shakes his head. "Nope. Not a problem at all. Let's get this started so I can demolish you again." Seth goes back to his spot on the floor. Confused by his sudden attitude change, I follow.
"NO, NO, NO!" Seth yells. I'm moments away from beating him. The win is so close I can taste it. "C'mon you piece of crap!" He shouts again. I laugh at him, which only furthers his anger. Seth tries to hit his characters finisher but it misses, giving mine an opening. I hit him with a series of moves and my finisher. "FUCK!" He throws the controller down as I defeat him. "Yes! I fucking told you! What now huh!?" I jump up and do a victory dance while Seth pouts. I walk over to him and sit behind him. I tousle his hair. He laughs slightly then turns around so we're face to face. I beam at him. "So about that bet, Sethie boy." "Don't call me that." His voice filled with annoyance. I chuckle. "Sorry. C'mon though! I'm dying to hear all about how great of a best friend I am." Seth sighs then claps his hands on my knees, giving them a gentle squeeze. His expression softens as his brown eyes look at my smiling face. "A bet's a bet I guess." He lets out a breath before speaking.
"You're right about being a great best friend. I couldn't ask for someone better. I'm glad you willingly put up with my awesomeness. I'm glad you also put up with my schedule. I know it's not easy."
He pauses and trails a finger up and down my outer thigh. I look down at the hand then back to him. I see something in his gaze, something I've never seen there before. I feel numb looking at him. Seth senses he has all my attention then continues.
"It means a lot to me that you're still here. Most people would've bailed by now. I'm beyond grateful that you haven't." He smiles a bit and I smile back. "Just you in general mean a lot to me. I can't put it into words really. You're the greatest thing to ever happen to me, beside my championship of course."
I swat at him and he laughs. I switch my position and sit on my knees. Seth nervously grabs my hands and intertwines our fingers. He sighs. No amount of preparation could've prepared me for what he said next.
"And, I really hope by telling you this, that I don't fuck up this all up, because I would be lost without you (Y/N). If it wasn't for this bet, I don't think I ever would have been able to tell you how I truly feel. Maybe with some alcohol it'd be possible, but never sober. But, somewhere down the line, I fell in love with you."
Seth looks at me. I sat there, too stunned to speak. I broke from his stare for a moment. When I returned his gaze, I could see he was worried he messed everything up. Not knowing what else to do, I crawled over to him and kissed him. I pulled away slightly and found his warm eyes. I bit my lower lip. Seth leaned in for another kiss. I pushed him back so he was laying on the floor. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against his body. The contact left me weak. He trailed a finger along the exposed flesh of my lower back. His touch sent chills up my spine. I reluctantly broke the kiss to gage his reaction. Seth let his arms fall away from me with a big smile. "So I guess the feelings are mutual?" I bit my lip again and smiled. "I guess so." I reply. Seth leans up and pecks my lips.
"Good to know."
