The Raw roster plots the demise of the Smackdown roster…
Every possible butt space was squeezed into the back room, including a comfortable lounge chair you had turned backward so you could peek at the group over the back. Everyone was gathered trying to come up with some sort of retaliation for the siege. Kurt had shot down last week’s idea, but you were hoping the anxiety of a possible attack would have the Smackdown roster on edge enough to make mistakes.
“Oh come on! It would be so much fun.” Your feet dangled over the seat from your kneeling position on the chair. “Finn could teleport us in, I’m sure of it.” A few of the superstars seemed to like that idea, but your teammate, the Architect and Kingslayer, was not convinced.
“I dunno, Y/N. We’re kind underpowered with so many of us out sick.” Dean nodded with what Seth had said.
You wiggled your feet in frustration, continuing as the plan in your head got you excited. “We don’t have to be the strongest, just the smartest. They showed force with the siege, we can show that we will out-wit them at every turn, and outpower them. Like you and Dean almost did before you got outnumbered.”
“I think you should listen to your teammates,” Elias said. He stopped lazily strumming his guitar. “We can’t go to Smackdown with another half-baked plan that Kurt will shoot down.”
“It’s not half-baked. Finn teleports us in, including one of our techies. We get them into the Smackdown group to play our entrances at various times to make the blue team believe we are about to interfere, but we never do. That’s out front. Backstage, we take people out one by one so their roster is depleted, but in a way that no one notices till the end of the show when half their main event is missing. We fill in the void so the fans don’t get jipped a match. Then we drag out everyone we beat up and pile them in the ring for the fans, and Shane, to see.”
Elias leaned back to look at your feet which were wiggling nearly a mile a minute by the time you got done describing your plan. Dean growled at him. “What? Her feet… she’s like an excited puppy. Hound of Justice indeed.”
Your face flushed and you slouched behind the back of the chair as the room chuckled.
“A smart puppy of justice,” Kurt said, walking in out of the shadow of the hallway. “That might actually work.”
“I’m good with it if I can get my hands on Baron,” Miz said.
“And I want Natalya,” Alexa added. Around the room, superstars claimed dibbs on people to attack.
“Fine. Fine.” Kurt got the room to calm down. “Beat up who you want, but don’t get seen till the end. Got it?”
“Yes sir,” everyone chorused.
“Then I look forward to watching Smackdown this week.”
When you are paired up with Kevin Owens for a crack-match, Finn is smuggled in to have your back.
Pairing: Finn Balor x Reader
Warnings: language, wrestling violence, fluff
Word Count: 1860+
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As you walked down the back corridor, you saw Xavier Woods poke his head around the corner in front of you. He ran the other way. You could hear his whispers bouncing off the cinderblock walls, “she’s coming.” You picked up your pace. If there was a prank headed your way you wanted to outrun him.
In the lounge area, The New Day was circled around something.
“You’re too late. I’m already here,” you started.
Kofi glanced up at you and said into the circle, “but she’s teamed up with Kevin Owens tonight.”
You heard a growl. Then Finn pushed the others away.
“You’re what?!”
“Finn? What are you doing here?” What was he doing here? You were moved to Smackdown during the shake-up, despite your teaming up with the Demon King.
“They kidnapped me after Raw last night for what turned out to be a good reason. But I asked you first. Why are you teamed up with Owens?” His voice wasn’t dangerous yet, but it was getting there. You were slowly learning his various tones in a relationship you had mostly been able to keep from the fans.
“Becky Lynch and I aren’t the best of friends at the moment, and she’s teamed up with Styles… who hates Owens. Shane wanted a co-ed match… and I got shanghaied into it. Looks like there’s been a lot of that around here of late.” You shot a look at the trio, reminding them that they were still in trouble. Xavier stepped forward.
“We thought you could use some extra back-up. Owens has a history of turning on his partners, even ones who thought they were his friend.”
“I suffer from so such illusion.” You turned back to Finn, who was looking at you with a hard look on his face.
“He’s a snake.”
“Technically, ‘Viper’ Orton is the snake,” you chuckled. “Either way, I’ve got this.” You groaned as Finn clenched his jaw. “You’re not leaving till after my match, are you?”
“No, Y/N.” He held up a hand to stop you from talking. “I know you can handle yourself, but I’m going to have your back the second Owens turns on you. Deal?”
“Only if you promise not to interfere unless absolutely necessary. If you do it too soon and get the match disqualified, I’ll have to team up with him again. As for you three… you can’t do anything either. If anything, I don’t want to see you guys by the ring at all.” You sighed. “You could have just called Sami. He knows Finn would kill him if anything were to happen to me. Even if he is busy dealing with Baron again.”
“Now he can focus,” Finn said. He pulled you close and kissed your temple.
“And promise you’ll keep out of sight. You’ve got a lot of enemies here, too.”
“Promise.”
You stayed on the stage as your music morphed into Finn’s. AJ and Becky were livid, and Kevin didn’t look so happy either. It didn’t matter if they approved or not. For all you said earlier, it felt good to know Finn was watching your back.
He emerged from the smoke a few seconds later. The crowd erupted as he took your hand and walked with you down to the ring.
“I still don’t like the idea of this alliance,” he whispered.
“It is not an alliance. It’s… business.”
Finn gave your hand a tight squeeze before holding the ropes open for you. He dropped to the floor and backed off like you asked him too. Hopefully, you wouldn’t have to risk any management backlash if he did have to get involved.
The bell rang, starting the match.
Kevin ducked under the ropes to let you fight first. AJ backed away with a smile, which Becky mirrored as she walked towards you. The two of you exchanged fists and slaps to each other’s chests till you staggered back. Already your breath was coming out in short bursts.
“Come on, Y/N!” you heard from ringside. Finn continued to shout encouragement and shot up a ‘too sweet.’ You took his words to heart and surged forward, chasing Becky to an open corner. You jumped up on the ropes. The crowd counted the blows you rained on her to ten before you jumped back. You couldn’t help but grin as she sagged on her feet. She cried out in alarm as you pulled her from the corner, feigning a slingshot. Instead, you jumped up and kicked her in the chest. Becky bounced off the ropes and sent you to the canvas with a clothesline.
By the time you got to your feet, she had tagged in AJ. He sauntered into the ring, waiting for you to tag in Kevin. His eyebrows shot up as you stayed put and raised your fists. He looked past you and you followed his gaze. Kevin was angrily straining against the ropes, arm outstretched and ready for a tag.
A tag you denied him.
Instead, you jumped to roundhouse AJ in the face. He staggered back with a growl, then ran at you. A light breeze blew over you as he swung and missed. You hit the deck and rolled out of the way of a kick. If he caught you, the match would be over too soon. In rolling, you accidentally found yourself in your own corner and felt a slap on your shoulder as Kevin tagged himself in. He and AJ had at it while Finn came to stand by your feet.
“You really do have this under control, don’t you?” he called up to you.
“Was there any doubt?” You grinned at him but had to break away as AJ kicked Kevin into the corner, almost knocking you off the edge. You took the chance to tag yourself in and leaped over the ropes, nailing AJ in the chest.
He went flying towards the middle of the ring. He scrambled to his corner after he landed, and tagged in Becky again. She entered quickly but danced around the ring. She pulled back for a strike, then retreated while looking past your shoulder.
“Y/N, watch your six!” Finn shouted.
You turned just in time to see the fist coming, and to take evasive action. Kevin stumbled when the punch collided with nothing but air. He looked up at you, then glanced at AJ and Becky on the other side of the ring.
“Give us a moment, please,” you asked the opposing team. Then you launched the hardest hit you could muster into Kevin’s jaw. He spun with the hit and landed on the canvas hard, making it bounce before he rolled under the ropes. You turned back to AJ and Becky and raised your fists. “Guess I’m on my own now.”
Becky jumped back in. You met her in a headlock before she shoved you down into the canvas. From the corner of your eye, you saw Kevin stand on the outside of the ropes. Becky fell on top of you for the pin, but you twisted and trapped her feet above her.
The crowd counted with the ref, “One! Two! Three!”
You released her and let the ref raise your hand. He reached back to pull in Kevin as Becky and AJ rolled out of the ring. Kevin refused to let his hand be raised and moved to stand with them outside the ring. The ref left quickly. Finn was by your side in an instant, ready for any tricks.
Then the arena swelled with a mix of cheers and boos.
“It was a trap,” you murmured, feeling your blood run cold.
All around the stadium, the heels of Smackdown started to make their way to the ring. A few faces too that had bad blood with Finn or you, or both. They each found a spot in the growing circle around the ring but didn’t move to get in.
Finn pressed his back against yours. You could feel the adrenaline flowing off him.
Your heart leaped in your chest as Sami began to make his way down the ramp. At least there would be three of you.
He slowed as he neared the circle; Randy and Naomi stepped away to let him through. Finn met him at the ropes, but Sami didn’t step in. Low words were exchanged. Finn’s shoulders tensed. They shook hands. Then Sami jumped back to the floor and joined the circle, sending a collective gasp through the crowd. Finn quickly backed up to you again as Sami received a mic.
“Any last words, Demon King?” He grinned as a few people chuckled. The arena was silent as he tossed the mic towards Finn’s feet.
You wanted to kick it away, but Finn swept it up off the canvas. He nodded at Sami, who had a huge knowing grin on his face, and turned to face you, holding the mic between you.
“Y/N, we haven’t been together long, but I knew from the first moment I met you…” Finn ran his hand through his hair. “I… we… oops. This is not going anywhere near as planned.”
What was he doing? Smackdown’s roster wasn’t going to kill you. Even the heavy amount of bruising and imminent internal injuries wasn’t worth this speech.
“I’ll try again. Before I met you, I found it difficult keeping Balor fully at bay. I would lose control and put myself and my teammates’ lives at risk. You brought a calm with you, Y/N. Then my heart began to wonder, ‘why is Y/N so perfect?’ The way you laugh and smile in and outside of the ring glows all around you every day. I could study the stars for their entire existence and never find a light as perfect as yours.”
Your heart thundered in your chest. What the hell was he doing?
“That leaves me with just one more question for the rest of eternity.”
Finn sank to one knee and your heart stopped.
“Y/N Y/L/N, would you grant me the greatest honor of being my wife?” Finn dropped the mic and held up a small black velvet box. He popped the cover to reveal a red diamond ringed in tiny pearls. His grandmother’s ring.
Your hands flew to cover your mouth, muffling “you bastard!” Finn smiled and stood as you shook your head yes. He slid the ring on your finger and held you close.
“You better watch your language, love,” he murmured into your hair, “that’s your future mother-in-law you’re insulting.”
As he spun you around, you saw familiar faces from Raw hidden in the cheering crowd. Your whole family was there while you held your whole world in your arms.
“How’d you sneak in the ring?”
“Sami gave it to me just now.”
“The kidnapping?”
“A ruse to explain why I was on Smackdown. Though I was ready to have your back against Kevin.”
You laughed through the tears beginning to blur your vision. “So we don’t have to fight everyone?”
Finn set you down and stepped back. “Not unless you really want too.”
You covered up his smug smile with a kiss that was to be the first of many.
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