Man-Child
AN: I JUST THOUGHT A THOUGHT
No one pissed you off more than Dominik Fucking Mysterio. He was the most irritating and cocky person you know. Therefore, you'd do anything to punch him in the mouth, like actually anything. But instead of living out your fantasy, you are forced to work with him and listen to the way he shoots off at the mouth.
Dominik's feet are kicked up on the coffee table and his hands are behind his head. Something about him bothered you more than you could withstand, so yea maybe you were a bitch to him from time to time. "Could you get your feet off the table? People eat there", you mutter from your faraway spot on the same couch. Dominik whips his head around to look at you, so quickly his hair smacks him in the face. But just as you expected, he raises his eyebrows and lets the aggrogant look grace his face. He leans further back into the couch and pushes his feet farther on the table, the annoying squeak of shoes making your face go red in anger.
You scoff and turn your body towards him, "You're a real dick, you know?". His mouth quirks up as if he is close to smiling at your displeasure with him. However after a few seconds, it formed a smirk, "You make it so fun", he counters. AHHHH YOU COULD SCREAM. You propel a few inches closer to him on the couch, his stretched-out body not giving you much space in the first place. The rest of the Judgement Day is groaning and sighing, because this is a everyday encounter. Both you and Dominik couldn't get over this barrier of dislike for one another. You glare at Dominik, it seems like you are peering into his soul. You try to get out your fury-filled words but your mouth only opens and closes as you feel the words on the tip of your tongue.
Dominik has the same smug face and there were just a few seconds before something would come tumbling out of his big mouth. "Cat got your tongue chica?", he sticks out his tongue playfully. Yea. That was your last straw. Dominik Mysterio has officially figure-skated on your last nerve. You lunge at Dominik, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him with you off the couch. "What the fu-!", Dominik begins to yell only for it to be cut off short by your bodies crashing to the floor. You can hear the ruckus from Judgement Day as they yell at you both to cut it out. You and Dominik are rolling around on the floor trying to get the upper hand, Dominik yells out trying to prove his innocence. "She tackled me!", he hollers and grabs above your waist.
You were rightfully pissed but Dominik has always been stronger than you, so after you had your run of rolling around on the floor. Dominik grabbed you by the hips and picked you up off of the center of his stomach where you were sitting and smacking his chest. He sat you down on the floor beside him, he was so exhausted from the struggle he laid back down to catch his breath. He is panting and every so often glancing back at you; each time you see the way his lip twitches up in an almost smile.
"Is this going to be a problem, guys? Do we actually have to separate two adults?", Rhea asks in her commanding and motherly tone. Dominik sits up and stares at you, his teeth poking through as he smiles hugely. "I think we'll be fine", he claims while running a hand through his long hair. You cross your arms and stare back at him all the same, "Speak for yourself Mysterio" you grit under your breath.
He gives you an annoyed look, the one where his eyes are low and his mouth is just barely hanging open. For some reason it was endearing... or cute. You were fucked.
