Head Over Boots | G.W.
Summary: hi lovely, can u plz write something where grayson waller and female reader have a whirlwind romance that leads them to getting married in a year?
Requested by: Anon
Author's Note: I don't know who you are, but I hope you get him, babe. ❤️
Happy Friday Night Smackdown, babes.
Grayson Waller Masterlist
WWE Masterlist
Taglist: @smallestsnarkestgirl @magicalbuttertarts @hodgepodge-musings
You walked through the busy halls in the backstage area, still in a daze. All your life, you dreamed of working in WWE. You have watched countless hours of wrestling shows ever since you were a child. Now, here you are, the newest interviewer for the WWE.
Your first assignment was simple. Find some wrestlers who were willing to do some interviews for Tiktok. A couple of them already had their own channel, so this should be a breeze. It wasn't.
The wrestlers were so busy getting ready that they didn't have time for an interview. You were starting to give up hope until an Aussie accent grabbed your attention.
"Oi, new girl!" He called out. You turned and looked at him. Grayson Waller was in a cowboy hat and overalls. He even wore cowboy boots to pretend he was "one of the hicks in Kentucky."
You turned to him and smiled briefly. "Hey Grayson."
"You looking to give an interview?" He asked as he walked closer to you.
You paused as you stared at tan and muscular arms. After a couple of seconds, you shook your head to focus. You were a professional. You couldn't get caught slacking before your first paycheck. "I am."
Grayson grinned. "Well, tell me what you got."
The interview went smoothly. Your eyes looked at his muscles every so often. He maintained his composure, but his light eyes shined at you. He knew exactly what you were doing. A couple of times, he flexed to give you a better look. Once the interview ended, he stayed and chatted with you.
After a couple of minutes, you knew you had to end the conversation to find more wrestlers to interview. "I just wanted to thank you again, Grayson."
"No problem. It's nice to have a beautiful distraction running around here. I'll see you around," he told you.
You looked away as you felt your cheeks flush. The man was charming, and you were wrapped around his finger. Little did you know, he was also wrapped around yours.
Within the next few weeks, conversations between the two of you grew longer. A couple of times, you swore he sought you out. In the mornings, he would gift you your favorite morning drink and pastry. Grayson would help you with interview questions and even convinced his friends to participate. Within months, he took you to every city that happened to host Monday Night RAW. Moonlight dinners on rooftops, to quiet meals at diners, and everything in between gave your heart the fluttering feeling. He was the one. You just knew it. He did, too.
One night, you were sitting between his legs on the sand in a beach in Australia. The sun was starting to set on the horizon. A little vacation so you could meet his family and childhood friends. You took a deep, calming breath. Your head rested under his chin. His arms wrapped around your body as yours were to his. Grayson kissed the top of your head.
"This has been the perfect trip," you sighed. Your mind wandered to all the wonderful things you experienced in the few days you were here. The people were so kind, and his family was so welcoming.
"Almost perfect," he corrected.
"And what could make it more perfect?" You asked.
"Well, there you two are," his mother spoke. She walked through the sand with her phone in her hand. "I made some dessert before your long flight tomorrow. Something sweet before my baby and his girlfriend leave."
You stood up and reached out your left hand for him to take. Grayson moved to be on one knee. He held your left hand in his. His mother immediately started recording.
"Grayson?" You asked while trying to swallow the lump in your throat. He couldn't possibly be doing this now.
"I think it's my turn to ask the questions now, darling. Will you marry me?" He asked. His blue eyes stared at you.
Tears fell down your cheeks. You put your hand over your mouth. Unable to speak, you nodded before finally managing to squeak out a yes. Grayson slid the ring on your finger. He stood up quickly and kissed you. "Now this trip is perfect."
When you made it back from your trip, the wedding was already planned for. Wrestlers congratulated you on your upcoming nuptials. A couple of the girls took you out for one last night of fun before the wedding ceremony.
Now, you stood before him in front of your family and friends less than a year of meeting him. Tears had been falling down his cheeks the moment he saw you walk down the aisle. Something he was sure to deny for the rest of the night. Not that you cared. For now, you were and will always be Mrs. Grayson Waller.
