How Team Xtreme Members React When Someone Flirts With You
Characters: Jeff Hardy, Lita, and Matt Hardy.
x Fem!Reader
Warnings: None!
Word Count: 1,402
A/N: I’m trying to write for more teams, so if you have a request, just send it! Hope You Enjoy!
Jeff Hardy:
“Okay, I’ll see you during my match!” You said while waving at Lita.
You turned around to walk the other way, but was met with a body. “Oh!” You gasped out.
“Watch out little lady. Wouldn’t want anything to happen to you.” You looked up to see Val Venis standing there with a smirk on his face.
“Yeah…sorry about that.” You attempted to walk around him, but his hand gripped your wrist, forcing you to stay. “Actually, I have to talk to you.” You let out a sigh. “What is it?”
You watched as his eyes traveled up and down your body, examining your top. “Your attire is too revealing.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your hand over your chest. “Then don’t look.”
Once again, you tried to walk away, but Val stepped in front of you. “Wait, we’re not done yet. I was sent by Steven to let you know that you need to be changed into a more family friendly attire before your match tonight.”
His words went through one ear and out the other once you heard that he was sent by Steven. Lately, fans have been hating Right To Censor for all the right reasons, and you’re starting to hate them too.
“Yeah, I’m not doing that.” Val chuckled at your response, leaning in close to you. “Please don’t. I might be in this stupid censoring team, but I can go back to the normal Val Venis, if you know what I mean.” He said with a wink.
You backed away from him, creating space between you two. “Ew, you make me wanna change.” Val flinched at that. “Hey, come on, don’t be like that. I’m complimenting you. I think that top really brings your chest out.” Your mouth twisted up at the nasty ‘compliment’.
The feeling of an arm wrapping around your waist made you jump, but when the familiar smell of cologne caught your nose, you knew who it was. “What are we talkin’ about?” You heard Jeff ask.
Val was quiet, not knowing what to say.
“Oh nothing, Val here was just about to leave.” You smiled at him. Val caught on pretty quickly and turned around to retreat back to his team.
“Next time, Val, try to buy her dinner!” Jeff yelled after the man.
Lita:
You stood in a corner in the catering room while typing on your phone when the shadow of a person caught your eye.
“Hey Y/n, you got a second?” You look up from your phone to see Trish standing there in her classic short skirt and low cut top, her breasts practically bursting out.
“Um…” You trailed off, looking around the room in hopes to find someone, but unfortunately, everyone had left. “Sure.” You hesitantly answered.
She smiled, clapping her hands a little. “Good because it’s important.” You waited for her to continue. “So I’m sure you heard about the whole match with Chyna and The Kat against me and my partner of choice, but sadly, I don’t have one yet.” She pouted.
You knew exactly where this was going.
“And I was just sitting in my locker room with my boys, and we were trying to think of a girl who’s strong. Someone who can hold their own ground, someone who isn’t afraid to break a nail, and that girl is you.”
Your eyebrows scrunched down. “Me?” She nodded. “Yes, you. I mean you literally do moves off the top rope. You’re fearless!”
You let out a nervous laugh. “I’m not fearless, it’s because my girlfriend—”
You were cut off by Trish’s index finger on your lips. “Shhh, let’s not talk about her right now. We're talking about you. I need someone who’s fearless to fight with me against Chyna and Kat. I think we would make the perfect team. I’ll fight Kat and you can handle Chyna.”
“Uh, why would I have to fight Chyna? She’s a beast in the ring!” You said as a compliment. You and Chyna have a very good relationship so you don’t see why you would even agree to this.
“Gosh you’re such a silly girl. I’m too pretty to get wrecked by that beast!” She said, disgust laced in her voice at the word beast. Your brows scrunched once more. You don’t like the way she said that about your friend.
“Chyna could deadlift me and throw me over the ropes, and we don’t want that, do we?” She asked, stepping closer to you. “Nobody wants pretty girls like me getting hurt, and I thought you would understand that.” She said, her right hand touching your hair.
You felt your body freeze. You didn’t know what to do. You definitely didn’t want her touching you, but you didn’t want to be rude and push her away.
“I just want you to protect me.” She said in a small, pleading voice.
Just then, Trish was pushed to the side, a squeal of surprise coming from her as she tried to regain her balance.
“She clearly doesn’t want to help you Trish.”
Thank god it was your girlfriend.
Trish scoffed, slightly offended. “Excuse me, Lita, we were having a conversation.”
Lita chuckled. “If she didn’t want a ‘pretty girl’ like you getting hurt, she would have agreed when you first asked. I guess it shows you’re not as hot as you think you are.”
Trish was about to say something, but when she saw you laugh, she lost it. “Y’know what, I don’t even care about you guys. You both are gonna pay for this!” She then stomped away, the clicking of her heels getting faint as she walked down the hall.
You let out a sigh of relief, turning to look at the redhead. “Thanks for that, babe. I don’t think she would’ve ever gotten the hint if you didn’t push it on her.”
You both shared a laugh, her arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you close to her. “Yeah, just let me know if she tries something else.” You giggled at her protectiveness, her head nuzzling in your neck.
Matt Hardy:
“How many times do I have to tell you, Edge? No, I won’t go out with you.”
The frizzy blonde in front of you pouted, somewhat offended by your rejection. He’s heard you say that probably 27 times in this past month.
“Why not? I’m hot, you’re hot, we could take over the world if we were a couple. Just imagine both genders simping over us!”
You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest. “You know I’m taken by Matt.”
Edge laughed once more, finding it funny. “Really? You’re still dating that loser? Come on, baby get with a real man. I got gold around my waist unlike those twins.”
You frowned hearing him talk about your man and your future brother in law.
“I mean, how long has it been since they even touched a title?” You were quiet not really knowing how to defend them.
“Exactly. Look at how quiet you got. Cause you know I’m right.” He grinned, feeling proud of himself.
“She’s quiet ‘cause I’m standing behind you. And if you don’t leave in about 3 seconds, I’m gonna beat your ass.”
You watched Edge’s expression turn from smug to slight fear, his adam's apple bobbing as he gulped. He slowly turned around to see Matt standing there with a not-so-happy look.
“Oh yeah? And how are you gonna ‘beat my ass’?” He asked while laughing.
A stiff punch was landed on Edge’s cheek, a gasp coming from your mouth. Edge was just as surprised as you were, looking up at Matt with wide eyes. “Did you really just…” He asked no one, still not believing it.
“Yeah, and there’s more if you don’t get away from my girl,” he threatened.
Edge quickly scurried to his feet and walked away, mumbling something about going to tell Vince.
Once he was out of sight, you grabbed Matt’s hand, forcing his attention on you. “Babe, you can’t just punch him like that.”
Matt scoffed. “Why can’t I? He was flirting with you and clearly couldn’t take the hint. He needed a little help from me.”
You shook your head while smiling. “Well, I’m pretty sure you’re gonna have a match against him tonight, so we should probably go get ready.” You grabbed his wrist and guided him to your locker room.
