all im saying is if marcus mathers told me to get on my knees and beg i would without question, wouldnt even know what im begging for lol doesnt matter
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Take some Nick content!!!
prompts taken from @promptsbytaurie 's injury prompt list!! Prompts used: 31. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." And 22. "Shit, that's blood. That's a lot of blood."
Summary: The reader continues to aid Adam Copeland in his quest to ruin Christian's title run, working on her own agenda of saving Nick from Cage. While out with Adam during one of his matches, reader suffers an injury causing Nick to drop his unapologetic and uncaring act.
"I appreciate you sticking around to help me out, kid." Adam puts a caring hand on your shoulder, offering you a friendly and grateful smile.
"Of course, Adam." You nod. "I'm happy to help with anything that makes Christian Cage's life miserable." You joke with a small laugh.
Adam laughs with you and the two of you head to the locker room door. Adam has a match against Killswitch, Christian's resident monster on a leash. You and Copeland head out to the ring and you take up a spot in his corner.
"Alright, I'll handle the monster." Adam looks down at you from inside the ring. "You stick down here and keep an eye on Cage and Nick." He adds.
"Got it." You nod.
Christian's music hits and he struts down to the ring with Nick and Killswitch at his side. You make a couple of glances at Nick, your heart hurting a little bit. Christian and his group reach the ring and Killswitch climbs up onto the apron. Christian and Nick remain on the floor in their corner and whisper to one another.
The bell rings and you watch Nick start to move away from his corner. You watch him slowly make his way around the ring and over to Adam's corner where you're standing.
"Go back to your corner, Nick." You turn toward him with a scowl.
"I just want to talk." Nick replies in a calm and seemingly sincere tone.
You scoff and cross your arms at your former best friend. "Well I don't." You sneer at him.
"Come on, Y/N. Please?" Nick flashes those soft brown eyes at you.
Nick's chummy look makes your heart ache. He used to flash you those eyes all the time back when you were still friends to get his way. And you'd fall for it every damn time. But not now. Not this time.
"I told you to get lost." You scowl at him. "You had your chance, Nicholas." You remind him. "So don't come over here and pretend like you care."
Nick's expression remains solemn as he stares at you with those puppy dog eyes. But you don't budge. You remain stoic, arms crossed across your chest.
You and Nick stare at each other for a moment, and you fail to notice the action spilling out from inside the ring. Killswitch moves to hit Copeland with a nasty spear out of the ring, but Adam manages to dodge it. Killswitch sails through the ropes and hits you hard instead.
"YN! Look out!" Nick sees Killswitch flying toward you but can't close the distance to get to you in time.
Killswitch hits you hard with his spear and your body flies back violently. You crash into the commentary table, head bouncing off of the edge of it. Your vision goes black for a moment, but you can hear Nick yelling for you as well as the bell ringing.
"YN! I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Nick flies toward you as you slump onto the floor in front of the commentary table. "Shit, that's blood. That's a lot of blood." He gets to your side and spots the blood stain on the front of the commentary table.
Adam climbs down from the ring and hurries over to check on you. But you are already in Nick's arms by the time he gets over to the table.
Your vision clears up and you become acutely aware that you're being carried up the ramp by someone. "Adam?" You make assumptions about whose come to your rescue.
"It's me, YN. It's Nick." Nick corrects you in a worried tone. "I'm so fucking sorry. You're hurt and bleeding and it's all my fault." You hear him sniffle.
You turn your head to the side and find Nick teary-eyed and doing his absolute best to get you back to the trainers room as fast as he can. "Nick?" You furrow your brows at him, head pounding in pain.
You reach up and touch the back of your head, causing pain to shoot through it. When you pull your hand back it's smeared with blood. "Oh shit." Your eyes widen at the sight of blood.
"Just hold on, YN, we're almost there." Nick assures you.
Nick gets you to the trainers room and you are ushered off to be helped. The trainers keep Nick in the hallway and shut the door behind him loudly.
Freaking out and regretting every decision he's ever made Nick leans against the wall and slowly slides down it to the floor. "Shit shit shit shit. What did I do? What did I do?" He puts his head in his hands and takes a few deep breaths. "Please be okay, YN. Please be okay."
Adam comes down the hall a few seconds later and the trainers let him in the room since he's your tag partner. He glances at Nick as he passes, noticing how upset Nick looks.
Christian comes looking for Nick about 20 minutes later when he doesn't come back to the locker room.
"Nick! What are you doing out here?" Christian stomps down the hall toward Nick. "Are you crying?" He scoffs when Nick looks up from having his head in his hands.
"Leave me alone, Christian." Nick sniffles.
Christian scoffs and looms in front of Nick. "Come on, Nick. That's enough. Get ahold of yourself." He insists.
"Fuck you!" Nick springs up from the floor red in the face. "YN could be seriously hurt! And it's all my fault!"
"Nick." Christian goes to make a reply but Nick cuts him off.
Nick jabs a hand at Christian's chest and begins shouting. "Don't! Just fucking Don't, okay? God, what the fuck am I doing?" He runs a hand through his hair. "YN's my best friend! I love her! And I-I-God, I've been treating her like shit! Because of you!"
"Nick..." Christian attempts to speak again, but Nick doesn't allow it.
"Just get out of here Christian!" Nick shouts furiously.
Christian is taken aback by Nick's outburst and steps back. He gives Nick one last disappointed glance before he turns and walks off.
A few seconds later Adam steps out into the hall. He looks at Nick for a moment before beckoning him over to the door with his hand. "Come over here kid. YN wants so see you." Adam informs Nick.
Nick nods and hurries over to the door. Adam lets him inside the trainers room and points over to the corner of the room where you're upright and chatting with one of the trainers.
"YN!" Nick takes off across the room without hesitation.
"Nick!" You turn away from the trainer as Nick darts across the room.
Nick flies across the room and engulfs you in a hug as soon as he's at your side. "You're okay! Oh thank god that you're alright!" Nick loses it. "YN, I am so sorry. I'm so sorry for everything. I'm such a fucking idiot. I don't deserve you."
You wrap your arms around Nick and glance at Adam over his shoulder. Minutes ago Adam explained to you what he heard Nick yelling at Christian out in the hallway.
"Nick, it's alright." You push him off you gently. "Adam heard you out in the hall and told me what you said." You explain.
"He did?" Nick replies, glancing at Adam.
You nod and grab Nick's hand from his side. "Tell me that you're done with Christian." You ask him. "Please. Just promise me that you're done."
"I'm done with him." Nick promises you with a nod. He laces his fingers in your hands and sets it on his chest. "I'm never leaving your side again, I swear." He adds.
"Good." You crack a small smile. "You're a huge fucking idiot Nicholas Wayne. But I love you regardless." You run a hand through his soft hair before pulling him in by the back of the neck for a kiss.
#2: falling asleep on the couch, waking up to not only a blanket around them, but their partner squeezed in behind them
I knew it was well past midnight when I woke up from a "quick" nap.
I planned on only napping for an hour or two, and I even set my alarm, which did not seem to go off, even though I double checked that I set it. How odd.
I also had a blanket on me, which I know I did not have on me when I went to sleep. I felt the material, and noticed it was the one from Nick's chair that he keeps on the back of it to have on hand if he gets cold.
I started to move, deciding to move from the couch to bed, when an arm tightened behind me, making me instantly still.
That is when I noticed that I could feel this person breathing on the back of my neck, making the hairs there stand.
I moved the blanket down as gently as possible, and when I noticed the arm, I sighed with relief.
The arm was covered in Nick's bracelets that he wears whenever he is not wrestling.
"Go back to bed, baby." He sleepily mumbled, pulling me closer to his body if that was possible.
"When did you get home?" I asked Nick as I started to play with a bracelet.
"A few hours ago. I noticed you were napping, and turned off your alarm. Figured if you are napping then you haven't been getting much sleep."
He wasn't wrong.
I nodded my head in agreement, yawning the whole time.
The two of us fell back to sleep, his arms around me the whole time.
I fell asleep knowing I will actually sleep, because he is home with me.
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