#Sami Zayn fic

[kyleoreillylover]

Chapter 7- Part 2- The Battle Before the War

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warnings: wrestling related violence, manipulation, drinking.

Summary: You are close to cracking under the pressure, so your girls treat you to a night out. They learn just how much you were affected by the Bloodline... and they leave you conflicted about your place in the Bloodline. We also learn a little bit more about your relationship with Sami while you are trying to heal your own one with Jey. Kevin tries to stir things up, and leaves Sami also conflicted about his place in the Bloodline.

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a/n: guess who finally decied to update this!! I promise I haven't discontinued this lol. I just had writers block. hope ya'll enjoy this chapter!!

Over the next few days, the tension between the Bloodline was palpable. Roman's mistrust had cast a shadow over the group, creating an atmosphere thick with unease. The fallout from the incident on live television had repercussions that extended beyond personal relationships. The dynamics within the Bloodline were shifting, and everyone could feel it.

You and Jey didn't get into arguments, because you simply didn't talk to each other unless absolutely necessary. You wanted a man, not someone who would question your loyalty at every turn.

And Jey seemed to be keeping his distance as well, perhaps feeling guilty for his actions or simply trying to avoid further conflict, but also because when he did try to apologize, you would cut him off, unwilling to entertain excuses.

He lost to Sheamus due to interference tonight, and Roman and him had an argument that did not end well, and that made him even more unwilling to talk to you. The wounds were still fresh, and you needed time to heal.

Sami had lost against Kevin after Jey aired out your relaitonship issued on TV due to Jimmy, Jey, and Solo interfering right before he was about to win, courtesy of Roman's orders. He wanted to test the loyalty of the members, and unfortunately, Sami became a victim of that power play. The loss left a bitter taste, not just for Sami, but for the entire group.

Sami was rightfully angry, but he understood the complex dynamics at play within the Bloodline. Loyalty, power struggles, and the constant need to prove oneself were all part of the game. The internal strife within the Bloodline was becoming more evident with each passing day.

Trinity- one of your closest friends- visited to check on her husband Jimmy, but when she found the state you were in, she forced you to get out of your room to have a girls night with the rest of your friends.

As much as you wanted to wallow in the emotional turmoil, Trinity's insistence broke through the walls you had built around yourself. She brought you shopping with Liv and Mercedes, trying to distract you from the tension and drama. The four of you had mani-pedis, did your hair, makeup, and were now currently at a bar in the city, attempting to have a moment of reprieve from the chaos that had consumed the Bloodline.

"Girl, you look so fucking gorgeous tonight!" Liv gushed over your new look, giving you a playful nudge. You were wearing a stunning outfit that Trinity helped you pick out, your makeup impeccably done, and your hair styled to perfection. The girls had succeeded in creating a diversion from the heavy atmosphere that surrounded the Bloodline.

You gave Liv a smile, but it didn't quite reach your eyes. She noticed this and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. "You guys didn't have to go through all this trouble for me," you said, your voice filled with gratitude.

Liv squeezed your shoulder gently, her eyes filled with warmth and understanding. "Don't you dare apologize for  needing a distraction, Y/N," Liv interrupted, her tone firm but gentle. "We're here because we love you, and we want to see you smile again."

"We miss seeing you happy," Mercedes chimed in, her voice soft but earnest. "You've been carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders for too long, Y/N. Tonight, let us carry it for you."

Your heart swelled with gratitude for your friends' unwavering support, even in the midst of your emotional turmoil. Despite your initial resistance, their persistence began to chip away at the walls you had erected around yourself. Trinity, sensing the heaviness lingering within you, leaned in closer, her expression filled with empathy.

"You are not allowed to be sad no more." Trinity declared, her tone leaving no room for argument. "Tonight, we're going to dance, laugh, and the only worry you'll have is what drink your'e gonna get next. Capiche?"

You couldn't help but chuckle at Trinity's determined attitude, feeling a flicker of amusement amidst the heaviness in your heart. "Yes, ma'am," you replied, a hint of playfulness in your voice.

And not worry you guys did. You didn't remember how many drinks you all had, but what you did know was that you were throwing back on Liv as the two of you danced on the crowded dance floor. The music thumped loudly, drowning out the worries and tensions that had gripped the Bloodline. In that moment, surrounded by the pulsating beats and colorful lights, you allowed yourself to let loose, to forget the troubles waiting outside the confines of the bar.

Liv twirled you around, both of you laughing as you moved in sync with the rhythm. You left your phone with Trinity and Mercedes, who were watching with amused grins from a nearby table as Liv threw her ass back on you, the two of you lost in the music.

What you didn't know was that your phone was innecstantly ringing with multiple missed calls from Jey. He had been trying to reach out to you, perhaps with the intention of apologizing or sorting things out. However, in the midst of the lively atmosphere and the distraction provided by your friends, you remained blissfully unaware of the attempts to contact you.

Actually, you had missed calls from all of the guys. You… might have snuck away from the hotel without telling anywone where you and Trinity had gone, with the exception of Solo (because Solo was Solo and responsible and reliable when it came to keeping secrets).

Mercedes, feeling a bit too drunk and empowered to get revenge for Jey embarrassing you on TV, grabbed your phone, scrolling through the notifications and messages. Trinity noticed the smirk on her face and leaned over to see what she was up to.

"Girl, you real messy." Trinity cackled at Mercedes' mischievous expression. "What are you planning?"

Mercedes chuckled, holding up your phone. "Just a little payback for our girl here." She showed her the messages from Jey that read

"Y/N, where are you? We need to talk. Please pick up." "I messed up, babe. Just let me explain. Where are you?" "Seriously, answer your damn phone. I need to fix this." "Y/N, come on. Don't do this. Let's talk. I miss you."

Trinity raised an eyebrow, looking at Mercedes with a smirk. "What you gon' do?"

Mercedes smirked back, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, just gonna a little something to keep him on his toes." She quickly typed a response:

"Sorry, wrong number. I'm having a great time without you. Maybe you should learn to trust me for once."

Before posting some pics on Instagram of the four of you having the time of your life, making sure to send the one with your friends looking stunning and happy, emphasizing the fact that you were not alone and clearly enjoying yourself, and making sure to 'accidentally' tag Jey.

Mercedes showed Trinity the response, and they both burst into laughter. "Damn, girl! That's cold, but he kinda deserves it.

Mercedes winked, enjoying the mischief. "He'll survive. Maybe this will teach him a lesson." The two of them clinked glasses, before drinking the night away, reveling in the freedom of the moment.

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samizaynwwe: the princess for a reason 🖤

You came back with you and Liv wrapped in each other's arms, buzzed and full of laughter. The night had been a much-needed escape, and you felt a sense of relief and lightness that had been absent for days. As you approached the table where Trinity and Mercedes sat, you noticed their mischievous grins and exchanged curious glances.

"What are you two up to?" you asked, still swaying slightly to the rhythm of the music.

Trinity and Mercedes shared a glance before bursting into laughter. Mercedes handed you back your phone, and you saw the exchanged messages with Jey, along with the pictures showcasing the fun you were having.

"Oh my god, you guys!" you exclaimed, a mix of surprise and amusement on your face. "That's… that's something."

Trinity leaned in with a sly grin. "Consider it payback for the drama he put you through on TV. He needs to learn a lesson in trust."

You couldn't help but join in their laughter. It was a playful revenge, and for the moment, it felt satisfying to turn the tables, even if just a little. the tables, even if just a little. The night continued with more dancing, laughter, and the occasional cheeky glance at your phone to see if there were any more messages from Jey or the others.

As the hours passed, the drinks kept flowing, and the atmosphere became more carefree. You felt a little bit more than buzzed, which opened the conversation to more personal topics. Trinity, being the perceptive friend she was, looked at you with a knowing smile.

"Okay princess, only took a few drinks to finally get the old you." Trinity teased, nudging you playfully.

"What do you mean?" You asked, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension at Trinity's knowing smile.

Trinity chuckled, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Oh, come on, Y/N. You know exactly what I mean. When's the last time we even talked without you being wrapped up in your own head or stressing over Bloodline drama?"

You couldn't help but chuckle at Trinity's blunt assessment. She had a way of cutting through the facade and getting straight to the point. "Fair point," you admitted, taking a sip of your drink. "I guess I've been a little… preoccupied lately."

Mercedes raised a brow, her expression thoughtful. "Preoccupied is an understatement, honey. You've been practically living and breathing the Bloodline drama. You barely even remembered how to relax and have fun until tonight."

Liv leaned against your shoulder, her voice gentle but firm. "Babe, she's right. We missed you, and you are just starting to come back to yourself again. We've all noticed how much you've been carrying on your shoulders lately. It's like you forgot how to be yourself outside of the Bloodline."

You sighed, feeling a pang of guilt wash over you. They were right, of course. The weight of the Bloodline had consumed your thoughts and emotions, leaving little room for anything else. "I know," you admitted, your voice tinged with regret. "I guess I just… I don't know how to balance it all anymore."

Trinity felt a pang of sympathy seeing you struggle with the weight of your responsibilities. She reached out, placing a comforting hand on your arm. She knew how Roman could be, how he had a way of consuming the lives of those around him with his ambitions and demands.

You saw all 3 of your friends exchange a look with each other, and you furrowed your brow, curious about the silent communication passing between them.

Mercedes took a deep breath, her gaze steady as she met your eyes. "Y/N, we love you, and we've always supported your career and your dreams. But… maybe it's time to start thinking about what you want for yourself, outside of the Bloodline."

Your eyes widened in surprise at Mercedes' words. It was a sentiment you had heard before, but coming from your closest friends, it held a different weight. "What do you mean?" you asked, your voice tinged with uncertainty.

Trinity nodded, her expression serious yet gentle. "Look, tonight was the first time in almost 2 years that you allowed yourself to let go and have fun without worrying about the Bloodline. And look at how happy you were," she pointed out, gesturing to your beaming smile. "You deserve to have more moments like this, Y/N. Moments where you can just be yourself, free from the weight of expectations and obligations."

Your eyes were slightly glassy as Trinity's words sank in, stirring up a whirlwind of emotions within you. For so long, you had been conditioned to prioritize the Bloodline above all else, to suppress your own desires and aspirations in service to Roman's ambitions. You didnt realize how you were acting: this depressed, closed-off version of yourself wasn't the real you. And it took the perspective of your friends to make you see it.

"I… I don't know how to do that," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. The idea of breaking away from the Bloodline, of pursuing your own happiness and fulfillment, felt simultaneously exhilarating and terrifying.

Liv wrapped an arm around your shoulder, offering you a reassuring squeeze. "It's just that, seeing you with this little spark in your eyes again, Y/N," she said, her voice soft and encouraging. "It's like… you've been hiding behind this facade for so long, and tonight, it feels like you're finally starting to break free from it." Ever since you started hanging out with Sami while you and Jey were on tough terms, is what Liv wanted to say, but she refrained from bringing up Sami's name, sensing that it might complicate the conversation.

Trinity nodded in agreement, her expression filled with determination. "We're not saying you have to leave the Bloodline, Y/N. We just want you to remember who you are outside of it. You deserve to pursue your own happiness, whatever that may look like."

Mercedes slid you a fruity drink that she knew would help you relax, offering you a comforting smile. "And it starts with this. Drink up, babe. Tonight, we celebrate you. Tomorrow, we start figuring out what comes next."

You took the drink from Mercedes, feeling a mix of gratitude and apprehension swirling within you. It was a daunting prospect, to consider carving out a life for yourself outside of the Bloodline. But as you looked around at your friends, their unwavering support shining in their eyes, you felt a flicker of hope stirring within you.

"Okay," you said, a tentative smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Okay, let's do this."

And with that, you raised your glass in a silent toast to the future, to the possibility of rediscovering yourself and finding happiness beyond the confines of the Bloodline. As the music pulsed around you and laughter filled the air, you allowed yourself to believe that maybe, just maybe, there was a brighter path waiting for you on the other side.

Could you really see a path without Roman, or better yet, without Jey? (Or Sami, for that matter?)

"So, spill the tea, Y/N. What's going on between you and Jey? And don't give me the 'it's complicated' nonsense. I want details." Trinity asked after the four of you were considerably drunk, and lounging in the celebrity area of the bar, gossiping about your lives.

Liv had started a farm with her boyfriend, Mercedes was going to Stardom and walking fashion shows, and Trinity was killing it in Impact and telling hot stories from Impact's locker room. Unbeknownst to you, your phone kept going off with calls and messages, but Mercedes made sure to turn it off and make you promise to keep it locked in your pocked for the rest of the night.

You sighed, feeling a mix of emotions. The alcohol had certainly loosened your inhibitions, and you decided to share a bit of the turmoil you'd been experiencing.

"It's just… he's been jealous of Sami ever since he's tried to join the Bloodline. And I honestly don't even know why he's jealous. It's not like there's anything between Sami and me. Jey's just letting Roman's expectations mess with his head, and it's affecting us. I can't deal with the constant questioning and doubt." You poured another round of drinks for the table, needing the liquid courage to open up further.

Mercedes sipped her drinking, deciding whether or not to ask you her question. You saw the look on her face and raised an eyebrow, prompting her to go ahead.

"You and Sami do have some history, though, right?" Mercedes asked, her tone careful. "I mean, there's gotta be a reason Jey's so worked up about it."

You nodded, taking a deep breath. "Yeah, we do have history. We were close friends before he even joined WWE. But it's just that – history. Sami and I have always been just friends. And yeah sure, Sami did kiss me-"

"Huh?"

"Girl!?"

"What?!"

You sighed as all three women reacted to your revelation, their expressions a mix of shock and curiosity. The music continued to pulse in the background, creating a surreal backdrop to the unfolding conversation.

Liv was the first to respond, her eyes wide. "Wait, Sami kissed you? And you're wondering why Jey is so worked up?"

You nodded, feeling a bit exposed but also relieved to finally share this part of your past with your friends. "I know, I know! But hear me out…"

"This better be good," Trinity chimed in, her eyes focused on you as she took a sip of her drink.

You took another deep breath before continuing. "It happened a while ago. Sami was going through a tough time, and in a moment of vulnerability, he kissed me. I immediately made it clear that we were just friends, and nothing more ever happened between us. Jey knows about it, and he knows it wasn't something I reciprocated. But for some reason, he can't seem to let it go."

Mercedes leaned back, processing the information. "And did Sami ever apologize for that? Or clarify things with Jey?"

You sighed, a mix of frustration and understanding in your voice. "Yeah, he did. Sami apologized to both of us, and he made it clear that it was a mistake on his part. But Jey… I don't know. It's like he's holding onto it as this big betrayal, and it's driving a wedge between us."

Trinity shook her head, a disapproving look on her face. "That's on Jey, then. If Sami owned up to his mistake and you've made it clear where you stand, Jey needs to get over it. It's not fair to keep bringing it up and using it against you."

Liv, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up. "I get where Jey is coming from, but if he's still bitching about something that happened in the past, especially when both you and Sami have clarified it, then it's a problem. He needs to move past it and open up about it and stop holding onto resentment or you need to boot his ass to the curb. You don't deserve to be constantly questioned and doubted, especially if you've been honest and upfront about everything."

You appreciated the support from your friends. The alcohol, the dancing, and the candid conversation were all contributing to a sense of liberation. You felt a weight lifting off your shoulders, and for the first time in days, you could see a way forward.

"You guys are right," you admitted, a determined glint in your eyes.

"We are always right." Mercedes added with a playful smirk, and the four of you burst into laughter again.

"But… do you have feelings for Sami?" Trinity asked, her expression serious as she looked into your eyes.

You hesitated for a moment, contemplating your feelings. The atmosphere in the bar, the support from your friends, and the alcohol-induced courage encouraged you to be honest.

"I… no." You couldn't lie to yourself, and the honesty spilled out. "We used to be close. But we realized we're better off as friends. I care about him a lot, but I don't have romantic feelings for him anymore. Jey knows this, or at least he should." Even through the alcohol induced haze, you knew better than to reveal such personal details without some level of caution. There were things about your relationship with Sami that no one would know, and you weren't ready to share those intricacies.

Trinity nodded, seeming satisfied with your response. "Well, as long as you're clear about your feelings, and you've communicated that to Jey, he needs to respect it. If he can't trust you and let go of the past, then it's his loss."

Mercedes squeezed your hand, her touch conveying solidarity. "Exactly. You deserve someone who trusts and respects you. If Jey can't provide that, then maybe Sami is right, and he doesn't fully understand what he has."

You took a swing of is right, and your drink, appreciating the wisdom and support from your friends. The night had turned into more than just a distraction; it became a catalyst for clarity and self-realization.

"Thanks, guys," you said, your voice sincere. "I needed this. I needed to step back and see things more clearly. And you're right. If Jey can't trust me and keeps holding onto the past, then maybe it's time for a serious conversation or a decision."

Liv grinned, giving you a playful nudge. "That's the spirit! You're a badass, and you deserve someone who sees that and appreciates it."

Trinity raised her glass, a smile on her lips. "To badass women who know their worth and aren't afraid to demand the respect they deserve."

The four of you clinked your glasses together, the sound echoing in the bustling bar. In that moment, surrounded by the support and love of your friends, you felt empowered and ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Unbenwonst to you you accidentally dialed Sami's umber while fumbling with your phone. The loud music and the lively atmosphere of the bar made it difficult to notice the call connecting. As your friends continued to share laughs and words of encouragement, your phone rested on the table, unknowingly broadcasting the sounds of the bar to Sami.

On the other end of the line, Sami's phone rested on a table in his hotel room. He had been going through a mental replay of the match against Kevin and the events leading up to it. The tension within the Bloodline was palpable, and Sami couldn't shake the frustration of being used as a pawn in Roman's power play.

Suddenly, he heard the familiar sounds of a bustling bar, laughter, and clinking glasses. Confused, he picked up his phone, noticing the ongoing call with you. He brought the device closer, listening intently.

At first, he wasn't sure what he was hearing, but as the background noise became clearer, he realized he was unintentionally eavesdropping on your conversation with your friends. Sami's curiosity got the better of him, and he hesitated for a moment before deciding to continue listening.

"You and Sami are real close… huh?" Liv's teasing voice echoed through the phone, and Sami's eyebrows furrowed as he focused on the conversation.

You let out an airy giggle, taking another shot and letting the alcohol fuel your candidness. "Yeah, we were." Sami heard something shift before he heard Liv's voice again. "No offense but the two of ya'll seemed perfect for each other. What happened?"

Sami's heart skipped a beat, his mind racing as he continued to eavesdrop unintentionally. The revelation about your history with him was unexpected, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

You sighed, the alcohol loosening your tongue. "You promise not to tell anyone? Not even Trin or Cedes?" It seemed like Trinity and Mercedes weren't aware of the details you were about to share, and Sami's curiosity intensified.

"Cross my heart," Liv assured, her tone serious.

You took a deep breath, the honesty pouring out. "We dated. It was way before I even met Jey. Everyone kept telling us we had chemistry and that we should give it a shot. He confessed after I won the ROH title, I gave him a shot, and one thing led to another."

"And then what happened, girl?!?"

A pause. And then you continued.

"Then in the morning, we started dating. We took it slow, and everything was fine. But then Kevin got in his head when they were feuding. Told him that he needed to focus on his career and that being with me was a distraction. Sami started questioning what we had, and got insecure about it. I tried to assure him, but he started pulling away. Eventually, we both realized it wasn't working, and I broke it off with him." It seemed like there was more you wanted to say, but you bit your lip and refrained from spilling even more.

You took a sip of your drink, and there was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. Sami's mind was racing, processing the unexpected revelation. The raw honesty in your voice sent a wave of emotions through him, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for the way things had unfolded between you two, but grateful that you hadn't revealed the full truth.

"But then we kept having the same chemistry, and he would look at me like he couldn't resist me, and I couldn't resist him either. It became this on-again, off-again thing for a while, and it was messing with my head. I cared about him a lot, but it was so damn complicated. But we stayed best friends, and then I left him behind for the Bloodline… and now Jey has this insecurity about Sami because of Roman's expectations," you continued, your voice carrying the weight of the past.

On the other end of the line, Sami's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Guilt, regret, and a tinge of sadness gripped him as he listened to your candid confession. The history you shared with him suddenly unfolded in a way he hadn't fully understood before.

"And now, Jey can't seem to let go of the fact that Sami kissed me once. Even though we've moved past that, he keeps bringing it up!" Your voice broke out into a cry, and he imagined that Liv was giving you comforting words, trying to soothe the emotional turmoil you were experiencing.

"Shh, it's okay," Liv's voice came through the phone, offering comfort.

"I… I loved him, Liv." He heard Liv whispering words of support and understanding. "But he left me!"

"And now you need to focus on you, on what makes you happy, and on what you deserve," Liv replied, her voice filled with conviction. "You're a strong, independent woman, Y/N, and you don't need anyone who doesn't see your worth."

He heard your sniffles and the distant sounds of the bar, realizing that he was intruding on an intimate and vulnerable moment." Let's get back to the table, enjoy the night, and deal with all of this tomorrow when we're not drowning in alcohol and emotions, okay babe?"

As Liv led you back to the table, the background noise shifted, and Sami could hear the muffled voices of Trinity and Mercedes. The conversation continued, but he made a conscious decision to end the unintentional eavesdropping. Sami hesitated for a moment, then pressed the button to end the call, setting his phone down on the table.

Did you really love Sami once upon a time? A part of Sami felt a mix of emotions—surprise, regret, and a sense of longing. The raw honesty in your voice had stirred something within him, and he found himself grappling with the realization that your history ran deeper than he had initially understood.

He looked at his phone, where Jey was messaging him.

"Sami, I know yo dumbass knows where she is. Tell me."

Sami's eyes narrowed as he read Jey's messages. The tension within the Bloodline seemed to be reaching new heights, and he found himself caught in the middle of it all. Sami debated how to respond, considering the newfound insights he unintentionally gained into your past with him.

He hesitated before sending the message, aware that his words might not sit well with Jey. Sami couldn't shake the sense of responsibility he felt toward you, knowing that you deserved better than the constant questioning and doubts. Yet, he also understood the complex dynamics within the Bloodline and the potential repercussions of taking sides.

What did he want to do? He wanted to be the guy for you. The guy that understood you, supported you, and cherished you. He wanted to hold your hand through the turmoil, be the one you turned to in moments of vulnerability, and prove that he could be the pillar of support you needed. But he fucked up, and he needed to face the consequences. He wasn't glad you didn't tell Liv the full extent of your history with him.

Taking a deep breath, Sami typed a response to Jey.

"I don't know where she is, Jey. Maybe you should give her some space. It's not my place to meddle in your relationship.You're the one who said I need to stay out of your business, so that's what I am gonna do.Good luck finding her."

The tension within the Bloodline had reached a boiling point, and Sami couldn't ignore the weight of the decisions and revelations that had unfolded.  His mind was a swirl of conflicting emotions – regret, guilt, longing, and a sense of responsibility for how this all went down.

Then he  shut off his phone, and prayed that he could get over you. Sami needed to talk to you, to clarify his own feelings and perhaps offer support if you were ready to accept it, but it wouldn't be tonight. 

Then he went to sleep, and hoped that he made the right decision. 

You were wobbling on your heels of your shoes as you walked back into the hotel lobby.  The four of you had gotten an uber, and they said bye to you with hugs, kisses and smiles, heading their separate ways for the night. The vibrant energy of the bar and the support of your friends had provided a temporary escape, but now reality was seeping back in.

As you entered the hotel elevator, and went up to your floor, you couldn't shake off the mix of emotions swirling within you. The alcohol-induced courage that allowed you to open up to your friends about your relationship struggles was now replaced with a sense of vulnerability.

The elevator doors opened, and you stumbled slightly as you made your way down the hallway to your room. The weight of the revelations and the emotional rollercoaster of the night began to take its toll.

You fumbled with the key card, but it beeped, indicating that it wans't working. You huffed as you tried again and again, but it wouldn't budge.

It wasn't until the 5th time you tried that the door swung open, and you almost fell had it not been for the arms that caught you just in time. A familiar voice spoke, filled with concern.

"Y/N, what are you doing? Easy there," Sami's voice was a steady presence, and his arms wrapped around you to steady you. The scent of his cologne and the warmth of his embrace felt both comforting and disorienting.

You looked up, your eyes meeting Sami's. The dim light in the hallway highlighted the worry etched on his face. His arms steadied you as you regained your balance.

"S-Sami?" you stammered, surprised by his sudden appearance. Your vision was a bit blurry, and the alcohol had made you more unsteady on your feet than you realized.

"Yeah, it's me," he replied, guiding you into the room and closing the door behind you. The dim lighting in the hotel room revealed the aftermath of your earlier emotional journey – makeup smuged, and your hair was slightly tousled from the night's activities. Sami led you to the bed, helping you sit down.

"Are you okay?" he asked, genuine concern in his eyes.

"Is this not my room?" you mumbled, still a bit disoriented.

Sami chuckled softly, his fingers gently brushing strands of hair away from your face. "No, it's not. The constant beeping in my room woke me up, and when I opened the door, I found you struggling with your key card."

You let out a small giggle, the alcohol still affecting your senses. "Oops. My bad."

Sami shook his head at your antics, a fond smile playing on his lips. You looked at him and could see the tiredness on his face, and your expression changed from giggly to serious in less than a second. "I-Im sorry that I woke you up!" Tears formed in your eyes as you felt a rush of emotions. The events of the night, the revelations, and the emotional rollercoaster had left you feeling vulnerable and raw.

Sami's heart dropped as he watched you cry, his concern deepening. He knelt down in front of you, his hand gently cupping your cheek.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. Don't cry." He said softly, his voice filled with reassurance. He wiped away a tear with his thumb, his touch gentle against your skin. The vulnerability in your eyes tugged at something within him, a mix of regret and the desire to offer comfort.

"I'm not mad that you woke me up. Are you okay?" Sami asked, his tone soft and caring.

You nodded, sniffing and wiping away more tears. "I just... it's been a lot tonight, you know? The girls and the drinks and... everything." The emotions that you had kept at bay for most of the night now threatened to overwhelm you. "Did Jey ask you where I was?"

Sami nodded, his expression serious. "Yeah, he did. He's worried about you."

You sighed, looking down at your hands. "I was just hanging with the girls, and-" You hiccuped- "To forget that me and Jey were fighting." Your eyes went teary again, and Sami's heart sank as he listened to your words. "But I just feel worse." 

You peered up at him, and the tension between the two of you was palpable. Sami could sense the emotional turmoil within you, and a part of him longed to be the one to ease that pain. "Why does everyone keep questioning me? Why can't they just trust me?" you whispered, the vulnerability in your voice tearing at Sami's heart.

Sami sighed, his thumb gently tracing circles on your cheek. "People make mistakes, Y/N. Sometimes, they let their insecurities and doubts cloud their judgment. It's not a reflection of you. You're strong, and you deserve trust and respect."

You leaned into his touch, appreciating the comfort he offered. The emotional exhaustion of the night was catching up with you, and Sami's presence provided a sense of solace.

You started giggling, which made Sami smile in response. "What's so funny?" he asked, genuinely curious.

You wiped away another tear, chuckling softly. "Y'know, Liv asked me why Jey is so jealous of you, and I told her that *hiccup* we used to be real close, if you know what I mean." You looked at Sami with a tipsy grin, your words slightly slurred.

Sami's eyes widened slightly, surprised by your confession. The tipsy honesty in your words sent a shiver down Sami's spine. He wasn't prepared for this revelation, and the complexity of your history together suddenly became more apparent. He wondered how much Liv knew, how much she understood about the dynamics between you and him.

He remained silent, allowing you to continue. "And she told me that we seemed perfect for each other. And I started thinking, maybe we were. But then... Kevin got in your head, and you started questioning everything." You sighed, the alcohol making the words spill out more freely than you had intended.

Sami's expression shifted, a mix of regret and understanding. "I messed up, Y/N. I let the pressure get to me, and I let Kevin's words affect us. I should have trusted you."

You looked at him, your gaze sincere. "But you will always listen to Kevin, won't you? You'll always try not to hurt the people you care about, even if it means hurting yourself," you said, the alcohol making your words a bit more candid.

Sami sighed, his eyes meeting yours. "I made a mistake, and I let it affect our friendship. But that doesn't mean I'll always choose loyalty over the people I care about." He placed his hand on your shoulder, his touch gentle yet firm. "Loyalty means nothing when you 're hurting the ones you love. I've learned that the hard way."

You nodded, a mix of emotions swirling within you. You looked at Sami, your eyes searching his for sincerity. The vulnerability in Sami's eyes mirrored your own, and for a moment, the weight of the past seemed to hang between you two.

Unlike Jey, he made his loyalty clear, but not at the expense of hurting those he cared about. The stark contrast made you realize the complexities of the relationships within the Bloodline. Sami's admission struck a chord, and you could see the genuine remorse in his eyes.

"I told her about us, Sami. About everything. And how Jey is so hung up on that one kiss, and it's like... it's like it's haunting us. Like it's this dark cloud that won't go away," you confessed, your voice trembling.

You tugged on your dress strap, making sure it was still in place. Sami watched as you adjusted your dress, his eyes never leaving yours. The weight of your words lingered in the air, and Sami could sense the depth of the emotions you were experiencing. He remained silent, absorbing your confession and trying to find the right words to respond.

"I just don't know how to fix things anymore," you continued, your voice filled with a mix of frustration and sadness. The vulnerability in your eyes resonated with Sami, and he felt a strong desire to provide comfort and support.

Sami took a deep breath, his gaze unwavering. You felt your skin prickle with the intensity of his stare. "Start by talking to him. C'mon, I'll take you to your room, and tomorrow you can have an honest conversation with Jey. Lay everything out on the table, Y/N. The misunderstandings, the insecurities, the mistakes. If you both care about each other, you owe it to yourselves to try and find a way through this."

Sami's words were sincere, and you could sense the genuine concern in his eyes. Despite the complexities of your history, there was an underlying friendship that neither of you could deny. His advice resonated with you, and a sense of determination flickered within.

You nodded, wiping away the last of your tears. Sami extended a hand to you, offering support. You hesitated for a moment before taking his hand, and he helped you stand up.

The room swayed a bit, but Sami's steadying presence anchored you. He let you lean on him as he led you towards the door. The hallway lights blurred as you walked, and Sami kept a protective arm around you.

"Thanks, Sami," you said, your voice a bit more composed. "I appreciate your honesty and, well, being here."

Sami smiled warmly, his hand still on your shoulder. "Anytime, Y/N. Friends help each other through tough times." The word friend made his heart hurt, but he pushed aside his own feelings, focusing on being there for you in this moment of vulnerability.

As you reached your room, Sami stopped and faced you. "You got this, okay? Tomorrow is a new day, and you can work things out. Just be honest and true to yourself. He's a hothead, but he cares about you. Sometimes, he just needs things spelled out clearly." 

He also knew Roman would have his head if you and Jey didn't work things out. He assigned his 'Honorary Uce' to look out for you, and Sami took that responsibility seriously.

You nodded, a small smile playing on your lips. "Thanks, Sami. I'll do my best."

Sami returned the smile, giving your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "That's the spirit. Take care, okay?"

You smiled up at him, like the stars in the night sky were in his orbs, a mix of emotions twinkling in your eyes. The tension between you was as prominent as ever, and you could practically taste the anticipation in the air. 

Sami was staring down at you, his gaze lingering for a moment longer than usual. The unspoken words hung between you two, a silent acknowledgment of the shared history and the emotions that had surfaced during this unexpected encounter. 

"You're a really good friend, you know that?'" You smiled at him, the lingering words between you and Sami hanging in the air. The atmosphere shifted, and there was a palpable tension.

The alcohol made you way more honest, but you were aware that you should snap out of whatever was building between you and Sami. You needed to focus on resolving things with Jey, not getting entangled in another emotional web. Sami's eyes softened as he looked at you, a mixture of emotions playing on his face.

Sami cleared his throat, his expression becoming more guarded. "I try my best," he replied, his voice a bit quieter.

You gave him a small nod, still feeling the weight of the emotional exchange. "Well, goodnight, Sami. And thanks again," you said, stepping into your room.

"Goodnight, Y/N. Take care," Sami replied, offering a final reassuring smile before turning away and heading back to his room.

As you closed the door behind you, the events of the night swirled in your mind. The encounter with Sami added an unexpected layer to the already complex emotions you were dealing with. You took a deep breath, reminding yourself of Sami's advice to have an honest conversation with Jey. The challenges ahead seemed daunting, but with newfound determination, you were ready to face them.

Wargames was tomorrow, but you had never felt less prepared for the battles both inside and outside the ring. The emotional turmoil had taken a toll on you, and as you changed into more comfortable clothes, you couldn't help but replay the night's events in your mind.

Unbeknownst to you, Sami had run into Kevin in the hotel hallway as he made his way back to his room. He internally rolled his eyes at the sight of Kevin, a reminder of the tangled web of emotions and conflicts that had affected your relationship with Jey. Kevin, sensing Sami's presence, turned to face him with a sympathetic look on his face, as if he wasn't gonna go to war with him tomorrow.

"Rough night?" Kevin asked, swiping his card to get a late-night snack from the vending machine.

Sami glared at Kevin, his guard immediately up. "You're one to talk."

Kevin chuckled, paying for his snack and turning to face Sami. "Look Sami, I don't know what Roman told you to get you this brainwashed as his 'Honorary Uce,' but you're treading on thin ice. Y/N deserves better, and you know it."

Sami's jaw clenched at Kevin's words, a surge of frustration bubbling within him. The history and tensions between Kevin and himself were as intricate as the web of emotions surrounding your relationships with Jey and Sami.

"Stay out of it, Kevin. You don't know anything," Sami retorted, his tone sharp.

Kevin raised an eyebrow, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Oh, I know more than you think. And I know I might have hurt you in the past-"

"Might have?' Kevin rolled his eyes at Sami, continuing. "Okay, I did. But I have never treated you like a second class citizen, Sami. Remember that when Roman has you picking up his dry cleaning," Kevin said, his tone a mixture of mockery and seriousness.

Sami's fists clenched at his sides, his frustration with Kevin palpable. He took a step closer, the tension between them escalating. "They are a family to each other, Kevin. Something you wouldn't understand. And I'm not doing this for Roman. I'm doing it for her, for Y/N-" Sami realized he said too much, his words hanging in the air. Kevin's eyes narrowed, processing Sami's slip of the tongue.

"And what do you think Roman is gonna do when he finds out how to use her against you? When he realizes you've gotten too close? You think he won't manipulate her to get what he wants?" Kevin's words cut through the tension, his gaze unwavering.

Sami's jaw tightened, and he shot back, "I'm not afraid of Roman. And Y/N is smarter than that."

Kevin scoffed, shaking his head. "The same one that went back to Jey after you, right? The same one that's caught in the crossfire of your loyalty to Roman? You're naive if you think Roman won't use that against you." Kevin stepped closer to Sami, their faces inches apart. The air was thick with tension, both men locked in a silent battle of wills.

"I don't need your advice, Kevin. You're not exactly a beacon of successful relationships," Sami spat, his voice low and controlled.

Kevin's smirk faded, replaced by a more serious expression. "At least I'm not letting the love of my life get hurt by a guy who will always pick his family over someone like her. Open your eyes, Sami. Roman might be your 'family,' but he won't hesitate to throw you under the bus if it serves him."

Sami's nostrils flared, and he clenched his fists, the intensity of the confrontation escalating. Kevin's words struck a nerve, awakening doubts and fears that Sami had tried to bury. The complexity of his loyalty to Roman and the tangled emotions involving you and Jey seemed to tighten its grip on him.

Kevin watched the emotions play out on Sami's face, each one revealing a different layer of the internal struggle. Despite their history, Kevin's words managed to penetrate Sami's defenses, sparking a seed of doubt in his mind.

"Jey is a snake, just like his piece of shit cousin. It might not be today, it may not be tomorrow, but eventually Roman will finish using Y/N and ask Jey to be the one to put her down. And what will he do?" Kevin's face was inches away from Sami's, filled with a mix of bitterness and concern.

Sami's mind raced, processing the weight of Kevin's words. The hallway seemed to close in around them as they stood locked in a silent battle of ideologies. "He will betray her, follow orders like a loyal dog, and leave her broken. And you will wondering if you could have done something to prevent it," Kevin concluded, his words hanging in the air.

Sami's gaze bore into Kevin's, a storm of conflicting emotions raging within him. The hallway was eerily silent, the tension between them almost tangible. Sami took a deep breath, trying to push aside the doubts and fears that Kevin's words had stirred.

"You don't know anything about my relationship with Roman, and you certainly don't know anything about Y/N and Jey," Sami retorted, his voice firm.

Kevin chuckled, a bitter edge to the sound. "I know that you have this kind of pull on Y/N that goes beyond friendship. I've seen the way she looks at you, the way you look at her. You may think you're doing the right thing, but you're just setting yourself up for heartbreak. And for what? Roman's approval? A place in his so-called family?"

Sami's expression hardened, a mixture of frustration and inner turmoil. Kevin's words were like a relentless assault on his convictions. The internal conflict reached a boiling point, and Sami's response was laced with a raw honesty.

"I don't need your approval or anyone else's. I'm doing what I think is right," Sami declared, his voice resolute.

Kevin shook his head, a disappointed sigh escaping his lips. "You're blinded by loyalty, Sami. It's gonna cost you more than you realize." He grabbed the food from the vending machine, before turning back to Sami, and Sami paused.

The confrontation in the hotel hallway had reached its peak, both men standing their ground with a shared history and conflicting loyalties. Sami realized that this Kevin was nothing he ever faced. He wasn't angry. He wasn't trying to tear Sami down with insults or physical threats. He was genuinly concerned, and it struck a chord with Sami.

"Tomorrow, you have the choice to either blindly follow orders and be a pawn in Roman's game or to bring both you and Y/N out of this mess." Kevin said, his tone more somber now. "If you leave, she'll realize that the Bloodline is not worth the sacrifice, and you'll get your girl back, our best fried back.  If you stay, you'll be dragged down with her when Roman decides she's expendable. And I won't be there to pick up the pieces. The choice is yours."

 Kevin's words lingered in the air, the weight of his advice settling on Sami's shoulders, and his gaze even more probing. With that, Kevin walked away, leaving Sami standing alone in the hotel hallway, wrestling with the internal turmoil sparked by their confrontation.

Sami took a deep breath, his mind racing as he tried to process the complex web of emotions and loyalties that surrounded him. The encounter with Kevin had shaken him to the core, forcing him to confront the potential consequences of his choices. The loyalty to Roman, the complicated history with you, and the growing realization of the impact on his own happiness all collided in his mind.

Should he listen to Kevin? Should he betray the Tribal Chief in the heat of battle so he could salvage his relationship/friendship with you? Should he risk everything for a chance at a different future? Should he ignore Kevin and stay true to the Bloodline, even if it meant sacrificing his own happiness and potentially hurting you by Roman using one of you as a pawn to get the other in line? He didn't know what he was gonna do. 

But he knew one thing.

He had to choose between you, Roman, and Kevin. And he didn't know which one would be the right path to take. Each option seemed to carry its own set of risks and consequences, and Sami found himself torn between his loyalty to Roman, his feelings for you, and the warnings Kevin had presented.

But no matter what... tomorrow, he needed to be prepared for war.

[itjazzbicch]

My Sweet Angel

Pairing:  Sami Zayn x Fem Reader 

Summary: Based off my previous fic Heaven:

Keeping their relationship a secret considering the reader is the younger sister of Jimmy, Jey, and Solo, things get tough for Sami and the reader's relationship, having to make a big choice when things implode...

Warnings: Swearing (Sorry if there's any typos I literally just whipped this up quick asf because I saw the opportunity lmao)

Word Count: 1.9k 

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @peachy-satan00 @new-zealand-chic  @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @melissahausen @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linzi-land @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @legit9thlunaticwarrior @seeingstarks @rubyred1980 @alexisquinnlee-bc 

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:   

Ever since that night in my hotel room, Sami and I kept it behind my family's back, but we were as close as close could get. Not leaving each other's sides, always laughing and putting smiles on each other's faces, he even started calling me his little angel, which always made my heart flutter.

My heart was filled with such strong emotions and overflowed just by looking at him. With all that emotion came a great price though.

Anxiety nor paranoia could even describe how I felt when Roman was around. Thankfully, I didn't have to worry as much considering my older brother Jey finally loosened up and became friends with Sami. But Roman was always questioning him, testing him, and when Tribal Court came?

Jey was my savior that day, protecting Sami from Solo's attack and Roman's accusations. I knew there was nothing I could do. Like any of them would listen, but I was so grateful Jey knew that things weren't right.

Deep down inside, I knew this wasn't over. After having my own title match, I was informed only Sami and Paul would be going out with Roman during the main event. My heart instantly dropped. I tried to shower and watch the women's rumble match, considering the winner could very well be my next opponent.

But I couldn't stop worrying. Jumping at the knock on my door:

"Hey, my angel. You in there?"

"Coming!" I rushed to the door, Sami trying to smile for me, but I could tell that he was worried sick just like me. We both knew tonight was going to be rough.

"I just wanted to give you a hug before I go out there with Roman," He whispered softly, knowing that he really needed some kind of comfort, that I gladly gave him with a tight hug:

"You listen to me. Don't do a thing out there. Don't talk to either of them, just let them wrestle. Okay? This is Roman's fight. Not yours."

"I will, angel," I could even hear his hurt through his voice, wanting to take it away, squeezing him tight before I picked up my head to kiss:

"And just be careful. Please."

He only nodded, pressing his lips a little harder and it nearly put me in tears. He kissed me as if it were the last chance he'd get to. Watching him walk away, I let those few tears fall, but having to clean myself up as I heard my phone, seeing Jimmy's contact pop up.

Jimmy, Solo, and Jey had me come to their locker room to watch the match and it had me on the edge of my seat. Kevin Owens was no push over and how he kept kicking out was mind blowing. All till Roman speared him through the barricade.

That was the beginning of the end. Roman beating the back of his head against the steel steps, getting him in the ring and I couldn't even watch Roman get the pin as Solo was at the door walking out, "Let's go."

I never felt my heart race so quickly, making our way out to the ring with Roman in the center, titles held high, Sami just staring at us like a plea for help.

Just the look Roman gave to Jimmy, Jey, and Solo had me swallowing a breath. Jumping into the ring just to start beating the shit out of Kevin. He wasn't exactly a friend of mine or anything, but superkick after superkick, just a straight up beat down, it was hard for even me to watch.

If things couldn't get any worse, Roman's laughs caught my attention, handcuffs jingling in each of his hands. I never felt so scared and useless, just standing in the corner, watching Kevin get handcuffed to the ropes, completely defenseless and taking even more superkicks from Jimmy and Jey.

I couldn't watch anymore, but looking and seeing Roman putting the chair in Sami's hands, screaming at him:

"DO IT! HIT HIM!"

We all knew that deep down inside, Sami cared for Kevin, and I wanted to grab them both and just book it out of there, but Sami tried to deescalate the situations, telling Roman this wasn't worth his time, just for Roman to yell even louder:

"I WON'T SAY IT AGAIN!"

There was no way out of this, Roman standing before Kevin Owens as Sami stood behind him with the chair and for a moment, Sami stared at me in the corner, as if he was telling me that he was sorry, filling the entire arena with gasps when the chair smacked Roman's back.

I started shaking so hard, seeing the looks on Jimmy and Solo's faces, just to watch Sami eat one of the nastiest superkicks Jimmy's ever delivered. Covering my mouth, I could only watch in the corner, Jimmy and Solo taking turns beating up Sami.

Roman made it to his feet and I thought I had some hope when he pointed at Sami, commanding Jey to join in on the beating, but Jey didn't move.

"Jey, please-" I whispered, but the crowd's roar blocked out my words, everyone in even more shock as Jey shook his head and left the ring, clearly fighting some hard feelings.

All that did was piss Roman off even more, taking the chair again, and that's when I couldn't just stand there anymore. I refused to stand here and watch Roman do this.

The crowd was almost deafening when I ran over to Sami, hugging his body and bracing myself for an impact, Roman going to swing, but leaving the chair in the air. Staring at me confused.

"Y/N, what the hell are you doing?!"

"Just stop this! Please!" I pleaded, shaking my head and trying to fight the tears, but I failed miserably, crying horribly, "Roman, please!"

"And why should I?!" Things just went from horrible to worse, Roman trying to yank me away from Sami's limp body, but I was hugging him so tight that I wouldn't budge, "He claims he's, our family?!" He just hit me with this damn chair! He ain't our family!"

"Yeah! BUT HE'S MY BABY!" I screamed so loud that it strained my voice, silence falling with all eyes on me. Now I was the one who was pissed, eyes staring a hole through Roman, "I love him, and I won't let you do this to him!"

Jimmy and Solo only exchanged looks, not sure what to do, and Roman was having none of it, laughing at me:

"You? You were the 'angel' I heard him talk about before?"

"I am," I huffed, sending the crowd crazy as I stood up tall, measuring up Roman, glaring, "And if you try to hurt him again. You're going to deal with me."

"Jimmy! Solo!"

"Angel, please," I turned my head for only a second when I felt Sami's hand around my ankle, desperately trying to pick himself up, but I kept protecting him, not sure if Jimmy and Solo were going to listen to Roman:

"Jimmy! Solo! Get your sister, NOW!"

"Sis-" Jimmy at least didn't want to do this, taking my hand softly, but when I tried to snatch it away, Solo was at my other, both pulling me into a hug that I couldn't break.

"I WILL NEVER FORGIVE ANY ONE OF YOU! STOP!"

Damn them for having such a tight grip, no matter how hard I trashed and kicked, I couldn't escape Jimmy and Solo, crying and screaming while Roman smacked Sami with the chair. Over and over till his body was motionless. Looking dead against the mat.

I literally couldn't breathe, and Jimmy let his guard down because of that, trying to calm me down:

"Y/N, it's-"

"Fuck you!" I cried angrily, elbowing him hard so that I was free and running back to Sami's body, a death stare locking into Roman's eyes while he stood over us, having the damn nerve to smile.

The crowd was chanting exactly what I was thinking, "Fuck you, Roman!" Never heard such loud boos and screaming in an arena before. I had never been so hurt and Roman deserved to get hit with that chair after everything he'd done.

"And don't worry, I'm not finished with you, either," Roman's authority meant nothing to me now, his words meaningless and I made sure he knew as I growled back:

"Go to hell."

I refused to let Sami go till they were out of the ring and out of my sight, a bit relieved when he finally started to move, medical personnel tending to him and Kevin. Just to prove my loyalty to them as well, I already had Sami's arm wrapped around me once he was out of the ring, but I look Kevin's too, strong enough to be a base for both of them.

"You know," Kevin huffed, even while beat up, smiling at him, "You got yourself one hell of a girl, Sami."

Sami didn't say a word, but I could see the small smile through his hair, parting ways once we were in the back and I made sure that the medical personnel checked him thoroughly, needing to make sure that he wasn't hurt.

He did need his midsection wrapped up and with the time given, I moved like the wind to get all our stuff out of my locker room and made sure Roman nor my brothers were there, Jey nowhere to be found either.

I was out of breath and panting when I got back to Sami in the ME office, looking and listening to his soft voice:

"Come here, angel."

Great, here came the tears again as I came and hugged him softly, the scene of Roman beating him with that chair burned into my mind, all I could do was cry.

Sami hugged me back as tightly as he could, head against mine as he whispered, "I'm gonna be alright, okay? I'm sorry that I started all these problems with your family-"

"No, Sami," Picking my head up and wiping away my tears so he could see the seriousness in my eyes, "Roman damn well knows that what he did was unfair to you. Roman and my brothers have used you, worked you like a dog, and I understand how you feel about Kevin. Roman deserved to get hit with that chair, but you did not deserve what he just did to you."

I had to step away again and breathe, wiping away more tears. All I could think about was beating Roman's ass myself, but Sami pulled me back into another hug, fighting his own tears:

"Kevin's right. I sure have one hell of a girl."

"I'd fight my brothers, I'd fight Roman," I sniffled, holding his forehead to mine and crying, "I'd fight the whole damn world for you, Sami. I wish I could've done more. It makes me feel like shit."

"I got myself into this mess with Roman, okay?" Picking his head up and being strong for me, he made sure to look into my eyes while assuring, "And we will get out of it. I promise. Don't beat yourself up over this."

Nodding softly, I just hugged him again, needing the comfort, and as always, he knew how to make me smile some, praising me:

"Also, I've never seen someone so badass stand up to Roman like that."

"I should've kicked him in the dick now that I think about it," I tried making myself laugh and it helped somewhat, not as much as what I heard next:

"You did all you could with the odds stacked against you, and I love you even more for that, my sweet angel."

"I love you too, Sami," Voice breaking down on me while my hands cradled his face, kissing softly, "I love you so much." 

[jeysbvck]

seven sentence sunday!!

tagged by @sznofthesticks thank u bff 🧡

samijey x delicate (it's slowlyyyyy coming along!)

***

Jey wasn't sure how much time had passed, but it had been a couple of hours at least. The whiskey was beginning to get its claws into Jey, and he could tell Sami was feeling it too, the way he was slightly slurring as he rambled on about something Kevin had texted him earlier in the day.

“Anyway!” Sami half yelled, making Jey recoil a little. “Are you finally gonna tell me what you came here for?”

“Did ya get me fucked so I would spill my guts, Uce?”

“Please, you couldn't handle getting fucked by me!” Sami replied, sending a cocky grin Jeys way. Heat rose in Jey, and he refused to shift his weight, he didn't want to give Sami any notion that he'd rattled Jey. “Come on, just tell me.” Sami whined, prodding Jey in the ribs.

no pressure tags; @afterdarkprincess @crxssjae @harmshake @ironkissedmage

[samijey]

Sami seemed to strike a big nerve with Jey last night

[afterdarkprincess]

🌟✨ Fic Masterlist ✨🌟

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can you feel how much I want you? Rating: Mature Word Count: 774 Summary: You've had one of the best nights of your life at the Royal Rumble, and you go out with the rest of the locker room to celebrate and run into your best friend Jey after a few drinks. Post

[crxssjae]

I'm getting there. Getting there halfway writing this, and editing soon.

Warning(s): 18+, NSFW, smut (so minors turn away), without editing

tagging: @harmshake (because you wanted to be tagged on everything I've written with or without editing of my fanfic wips, so I'm not sure how you're gonna respond).

[imabillyami]

Billy's Fic Masterlist

Samijey fics

I've got you to lose - In a universe where things go a little differently for them at the end of the Rumble, Jey and Sami try to navigate the rising tensions within the family, the Tribal Chief’s ever growing expectations, and their seemingly inescapable feelings for each other.

The Taste of Freedom - He chose himself tonight. He had to. In a way he chose Jimmy as well, but first and foremost he chose himself. Can he make one more choice tonight, now that he’s finally free? Only one way to find out (aka the Samijey tattoo worship fic)

You're made of something new - Sami and Jey get into things after MITB. Things being a storage closet and each other’s pants. (2nd installment to The Taste of Freedom)

Punch me in the mouth and set me free (or kiss me, either works for me, really) - “Oh my god, you’re such a boy. Sometimes I don’t know if I want to lick you or punch you in the face.”

Bad Habit - „Kevin proposed to me.“ “Wait, he proposed to you and the first thing you did was call me?”

Other works

Make It Right - "Kevin makes everything right" - Jimmy Uso or Jimmy has a bad day and his boyfriend makes it right. (Part of The forbidden pairing 🚫 series & a collab with my lovely friend @usosthetics ❤️)

Basking in your heat - Kevin and Jimmy engage in some backstage shenanigans

[daddyhausen]

Hii! I was wondering if you could write 87 & 94 (NSFW prompt list) for Sami Zayn? Nobody really writes for him and I know if you do it’ll be amazing! 😇😇

• breathless — sami zayn •

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{ masterlist } | { wwe masterlist } | { sami zayn masterlist }

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{ summary } — when you said you’d leave you breathless, sami didn’t think you’d literally mean it

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, enemies to lovers, hatefuck, choking, asphyxiation, breath play, begging, dominant x submissive dynamic, sub!reader, brat!reader, brat taming, facials facefucking, throat fucking, hair pulling oral sex { male receiving }, public sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, rough sex, cumshots multiple orgasm, male + female orgasm, squirting

{ word count } — 510

{ pairing } — fem!reader x sami zayn

{ genre } — smut

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{ 87 } — show me how a good girl begs

{ 94 } — you look good with my hands around your throat

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it was an odd situation you found yourself in

never in your life you you have thought you’d be locked inside a locker room with him of all people

let alone be currently choking on his dick

sami had his hand interlocked in your hair

furiously tugging at your scalp

keeping your head still as he fucked your throat with ease

you hated each other

more or less for the simple fact you both found each other’s personalities unbearably irritating

you had no idea how you managed to let yourself get this far

or himself for that matter

despite your hatred, you could not help but love the feeling of his cock down your throat

“i hate you do fucking much, but god…you can suck cock so well”

you took it as a complement even it it was from him

completely ignoring him for the most part

deciding to annoy him further simply by biting down lightly

he hissed at the contact, annoyed but surprisingly enjoying it

“listen here you bitch, do that again and you won’t get to cum, understood?”

you rolled your eyes at his faux taunt, knowing that he would not let you leave without at least one orgasm

you took his cock deeper avoiding teeth this time just to please him

his hot seed spilling down your throat with little warning besides the tight clench of his abdomen

you gasped for air as he pulled out, some of his seed splashing upon your cheeks

while some leaked down your chin

he pressed you back up against the wall

giving you no time to recover your breath as his hand fixed itself around your throat

he admired the sight

squeezing tighter for a second before adding the other hand

“you look good with my hands around your throat”

you remained silent, simply sneering in his direction

he lined himself up with your entrance, hiking one of your legs up for leverage

he buried himself to the hilt, bottoming out with such vicious force

you gasped, thinking he was incapable of such roughness

despite him practically drestroying your throat earlier

“show me how a good girl begs”

“fuck you!” you spat, trying to bury a moan back into your throat

“ah ah, what did i say before sweet cheeks, behave yourself or else you won’t get to cum”

you scoffed reluctantly at his words

caving in to his demands, begging for his cock, even though you did not truely mean it

“mmm…i’m cumming…” you whined into his shoulder

“huh? what did you say sweetheart?”

“you heard me, you asshole!”

you sweetness gushed around his length, so much so the force made you shudder into his

walls gripping his cock

“fuck-“ he quickly pulled out of you, his seed splashing against your stomach

he stood there, amazed by the pleasure that washed over him

“wow…that was- fuck-“

shaky breaths left his lips as he set you down slowly

“that was amazing” he began, already in his own blissful little world

“you know what, maybe i don’t hate you after all”

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[delilahcalicocat]

Can I have 💗 and ❤️ with Sami x Fem reader x Jey where Solo locks them in a locker room leading to fluff and soft kisses?

A/N: Of course! But stay tuned- I have an Brood!Edge songfic in the works! :)

~{Locked Up}~

{Rating: Fluff!}

{Warnings: None <3}

{Pairing: Jey Uso x Sami Zayn x Fem!Reader}

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It was about 2 hours until the RAW house show started. But your plans with the boys.. went wrong fast.

You see, as a joke. Solo and Tama Tonga.. locked you, Jey and Sami in the locker room.

what they didn't know, was Sami. Had a big ol' dose of claustrophobia. Which made him anxious being trapped in spaces.

You didn't want to freak him out. So you initially didn't tell Sami.

Jey noticed the door was locked aswell, but did the same.. didn't speak a word of it.

It was now 58 minutes til' the RAW house show started.

Sami knew something was up when you looked anxious.

Sami processed it and then realized, they'd been locked in. He started to panic heavily.

"Sami! Sami..." your soft voice stopped Sami in his tracks.

"W-What.." The ginger spoke, pulling himself together again

"Y'know, you're kinda cute when you stutter- why didn't I notice that sooner?" You said

"S-Shut up.." is all Sami could say.

"Aw! But you gotta c'mere!" You said

Sami's hesitation was thick.. but he trusted you, he loved you..

You peppered the gingers face with small kisses, and jey did the same.

You all ended up in a group hug of kisses.

Eventually, like 30 minutes before their tag match, a crew member was able to get you all out of the locker room.

Sami kinda just clung to your arm after that event though.

[smartycvnt]

"You can kiss me, you know" with Zowens, please? 🙏 (If you write Zowens, that is 🤭).

Kevin feels fear tighten in his chest as those words left his lips. The nights they had spent together were few and far apart, always spurred on by adrenaline and restlessness. This wasn't like that. There were no excuses to be had if they took this step together.

"I can?" Sami asked. The hopefulness in his eyes helped to soothe Kevin's nervousness for a moment. Suddenly, he was filled with another bout of nerves about an entirely different thing. "Please?"

"Always," Kevin told him. Sami practically lunged forward with excitement. Kevin expected the clashing of their lips to be feverent and rushed, but Sami slowed at the last second. He cradled Kevin's face gently as he pressed their lips together. Kevin kissed him back before pulling back to rest his forehead against Sami's.

"Thank you."

[kyleoreillylover]

The Calm Before the Storm

Jey Uso x Fem!Black!Reader x Sami Zayn

Summary: Moments before the 2023 Royal Rumble, you, Jey and Sami have a moment alone. What's unbeknownst to you and Jey is this will be the last time you will have a peaceful conversation.

Warnings: established relationship, angst at the end

tagged: @southerngirl41 @venusesworld @jeysbae @reci1996 @tbonesteakwithasideofmashngrav @hope4more-blog @selena-tyler-564 @saintaquarius @whatdoeseverybodywant @raya-hunter01 @empressdede @judgementdaysunshine

word count: 1,113

a/n: hey y'all... ik it's been a while don't kill me 😭 been busy with school, ramadan, and personal stuff, but I hope ya'll are good!! missed you guys! here's a lil something to make up for the time away.

graphics by @firefly-graphics!!

“Is he ready yet?” You asked Jey as you walked into Sami’s locker room, your eyes filled with concern as  you scanned the room for any signs of Sami.

"He's in the bathroom." Jey stood up from his seat on the couch, his expression mirroring your concern. "He's been in there for a while. I'm starting to get worried too."

You nodded, your worry growing with each passing second. You knew the impeding match between Roman and Kevin tonight had him worried and stressed about his ex best friend, but you knew it wasn't gonna be easy for Sami. 

Just then, the bathroom door swung open, and Sami emerged, his face pale and his hands trembling slightly. His eyes met yours, and you could see the fear and anxiety swirling within them.

"Sami, are you okay?" you asked, stepping closer to him and placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

He forced a weak smile, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "I'll be fine," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "Just nerves, you know?"

You exchanged a worried glance with Jey, both of you knowing that it was more than just nerves that were plaguing Sami. You gave Jey a look that said calm Sami down, and Jey nodded in understanding before turning his attention to Sami.

"Hey, baby," Jey began in a soothing tone, "Sit down."

"I said I'm fine." Sami replied,  but his voice wavered, betraying his facade of calmness. Jey gently guided Sami to the couch, ignoring his protests.

"Sami, sit down." Sami sighed and reluctantly obeyed, sinking into the soft cushions of the couch. You took a seat beside him, lacing your fingers with his as Jey sat on the other side of the room, giving Sami space but still being there for support.

"All you have to do is just stand there. No fighting, no nothing, just stand ringside for Roman, and everything will be okay," Jey reassured him, his voice steady and reassuring.

Sami nodded, but you could see the doubt lingering in his eyes. "I know, I know," he muttered, more to himself than to either of you.

Jey knew he should've been reporting this hesitancy to Roman, should be letting Roman know that Sami wasn't in the right state of mind to accompany him to the ring. But betraying his boyfriends trust is something Jey couldn't bring himself to do.

So, he simply continued to offer words of encouragement, hoping to ease Sami's nerves even just a little.

"Dont you want to be part of the Bloodline?" Jey Jey's question hung in the air, heavy with the weight of expectation and loyalty.

Sami glanced up at him, his brow furrowed with uncertainty.

"Sami, we need you with us. So tonight, you need to show Roman that you're with us one hundred percent," Jey continued, his voice firm but gentle.

You gently cupped Sami's face, turning it so he was looking directly at you. "Sami, baby, please, do this for us. After tonight, Roman will see your loyalty, and we can tell him about our relationship. All you have to do is just stand there by his side, and everything will fall into place, and when it's over, we'll have each other."

Sami's eyes flickered with a mixture of emotions—fear, uncertainty, and a hint of longing. He knew the stakes were high, not just for Roman's match but for his place within the group. Taking a deep breath, he leaned into Jey's arms, seeking comfort and reassurance. "Okay," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart.

Jey wrapped his arms around Sami, holding him close. He was so close to having him, and with Sami's confirmation of support, his heart swelled with hope and determination.

"That's my baby." Jey cupped Sami's face and kissed him softly, his lips lingering against Sami's as if to convey all the love and support he could muster in that single moment.

Sami quickly responded in kind, deepening the kiss, pouring all of his emotions into it—his fear, his uncertainty, but most importantly, his love for Jey. For a moment, they were lost in each other, the world outside forgotten.

When Jey pulled away, you quickly took his place, sitting on Samis lap and taking his face in your hands, kissing him gently yet passionately. "We believe in you, Sami," you whispered against his lips. "You've got this."

Sami's trembling hands found their way to your waist, holding onto you as if you were his lifeline. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice barely audible but filled with gratitude.

Guilt ate at him as his two favorite people in the world showering him with encouragement and love, unaware of the fact he simply couldn't do what they asked them to do. Couldn't just stand by idly and watch as Kevin got pummeled.

But he promised you two he would try, and he owed you both at least that. 

A knock on the door startled Sami, and the three of you quickly separated and made it seem like everything was normal as Roman entered the locker room. His presence commanded attention, and Sami immediately straightened up, trying to push aside his doubts and fears.

"Ready to go, Sami?" Roman asked, his tone expectant as he glanced around the room.

Sami nodded, offering Roman a tight smile. "Yeah, ready as I'll ever be."

Roman clapped a hand on Sami's shoulder, a gesture that felt both comforting and suffocating at the same time. "Good. Let's do this."

He exchanged a look with the both of you, and you and Jey stood up, and after you nodded at Roman, you both gave Sami a hug, your embrace conveying all the support and love you could muster. If Roman thought the hug lasted too long, he didn't mention it, choosing instead to focus on the task at hand.

"You got this, okay?" You whispered to Sami as you pulled away from the hug, giving him one last reassuring smile before he followed Roman out of the locker room, already thinking of how amazing it'll be to put the lei on him and make him an official member of the Bloodline, and finally tell Roman of your relationship!

Jey squeezed Sami's hand before letting go, his eyes filled with hope and pride and the same thoughts as you, thinking how good the red lei will look against his boyfriends skin.

Boyfriend. It sounded amazing to think about Sami like that, to know he has Sami like that, and that Jey has you like that.  "We'll be waiting for you, kay Sami?"

Oh how Sami wished those words were true.

[itjazzbicch]

Heaven

Kinktober Day: 1/31

Pairing: Sami Zayn x Fem reader

Kink: Coaching (Basically guiding/teaching)

Summary: As the younger sister of The Usos, the elders send her to be with her brothers and cousin Roman as a part of the Bloodline, accomplishing a new greatness and also finding a specific liking to Sami Zayn…

Theme: I decided to add songs as themes/the motivation behind the fics for Kinktober and so here it is

Warnings: SMUT (18 + ONLY)

Word Count: 2.3k

Taglist: @demonqueen29 @peachy-satan00 @new-zealand-chic @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @damnnhausen @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @legit9thlunaticwarrior @seeingstarks @rubyred1980

I DO OWN THIS GIF:

“That’s what I’m talking about girl!”

Sami always gave the most support and had me smiling, hitting our handshake after winning my match.

I was on top of the world. The elders sent me to join my older brothers Jimmy and Jey, Roman, and now Sami, as a part of the Bloodline.

My second appearance, Bianca Belair had an open challenge for the Raw women’s championship and guess who won?

Me!

Raw women’s champion and much like Roman, I had my priorities set on both titles. I went to Smackdown and made my presence known, have wrestled on each show weekly. Leaving NXT to join my brothers and cousins was the best decision.

“You know no one can beat me!” I laughed, hugging Sami before we both made our exit.

Once we were backstage, I was ready to call it a night, walking along side Sami as we made our way to the locker room:

“Wanna change, pack up and head out? We’re done for the night so, what do you say?”

“Read my mind,” He smiled, getting the door for me and of course, there was Jey, glaring at Sami but saying to me:

“Good job out there, sis.”

“Thanks, bro,” I looked between the two of them and Jey was about staring a hole through Sami, so I commanded, “No bickering from the two of you. I want to enjoy the rest of the night.”

“No one’s bickering, I promise,” Sami said quickly, trying to slide in with me, but Jey put his arm out to block him after I entered:

“I got something to say.”

“Of course you do,” I groaned, pretending to the ignore them while grabbing my bag and heading to the showers, but I could still hear Jey:

“I don’t like how you’re always on her.”

“Jey, now you’re just being absurd!” Sami protested, “I was out there to watch her back and we celebrated. Nothing more, I swear.”

Gosh, this hatred Jey had for Sami was getting on my last nerve, but thankfully he left it all there with a growl:

“Good. And it better stay that way.”

After getting showered and changed, I was gathering the rest of my things, grabbing my car keys and I noticed that Jimmy and Jey were gone, so I offered to Sami:

“Ready to head out?”

“Just you and me?” Sami looked surprised, intending when I nodded:

“Jimmy and-; well more so Jey, is getting on my last nerve. And I know you don’t want to be left alone with him.”

“Got that right,” He mumbled with a huff, standing and gathering up as well, “Let’s get out of here.”

That put the brightest smile on my face, skipping out to the car, and I adored how Sami could make any moment fun, singing in the car and laughing since we had a bit of a drive and when we got to the hotel and into the elevator, Sami went to leave, till I took his hand:

“Where you going?”

“To my room?” He let me hold his hand, meeting my gaze with curiosity.

I made sure to give puppy dog eyes and asking softly:

“It’s not too late. Wanna hang out some?”

“Guess it won’t hurt,” He couldn’t say not to me, keeping his hand in mine while heading to my hotel room, but he still had things on his mind, “Y/N, I have to ask you a serious question.”

“Ask away,” I kept my eyes on him while putting up my suitcase, a bit nervous but understanding of why he asked:

“Don’t you think us being together alone is a bad idea? You know Jimmy and Jey are. Especially Jey and the last thing I want to do is make Roman angry.”

That made me giggle a little, assuring him, “I’ll admit, they are overprotective of me sometimes, but they don’t dictate me or tell me what to do with my personal life.”

“Why me?” Staring into my eyes deeply, I could see his conflicted emotions and he needed an answer, “I just don’t want-“

“Because Sami, they expect so much of me. They are my family, but when I’m with him, it feels like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders.”

Silence fell between us while I got that truth of my chest, telling him more:

“Like when they’re out there with me during a match? I feel like if I mess up even a little, I’ll get punished and never hear the end of it, but with you? You motivate me to do better, make it a good time, and I don’t have to worry. That’s why, Sami.”

I made sure to smile at him to show that I truly meant that he made me feel that way, a smile forming on his face too.

“I’m glad that I’m that person for you,” Standing up, he came over to give me a hug that I gladly accepted, swaying back and forth softly.

“I never have fun like how I do with you. It’s why I like having you around,” Squeezing him softly and looking up, his growing smile was the cutest, squeezing me back:

“You’ll always have a fun time with me.”

“Oh, I know,” I smiled more, meanwhile my heart was pounding, something deep inside making my hand cradle the side of his face, whispering softly while bringing his head down to mine, “Lets keeping having fun then, hm?”

He sucked in a deep breath when I made a move and kissed him softly, exhaling and relaxing, kissing me back softly, pausing for a moment to assure:

“Y/N, are you sure this-“

“Sami, don’t worry,” Stroking his beard, nuzzling my nose and connecting gazes, I said softly, “What they don’t know, won’t kill them. And you work just as hard as all of us, if not harder. You deserve to relax and have a good time for yourself.”

“I appreciate that,” He whispered softly, still a bit nervous, but I took that away when I offered:

“If you want, you can be the chief tonight.”

“Me? The chief?” He giggled, having me giggle back:

“You, Chief. I’ll surely acknowledge you.”

That kept him laughing, his arms still around me and tightening when I kissed him again, whispering against his lips:

“You’ve never been to heaven, have you?”

Those words had him melting against my lips, able to sense the nervousness vanishing when he whispered back:

“I don’t think I have.”

“Well, tonight’s your lucky night,” Shifting so that his back was facing the bed, I made him sit softly, crawling back with him, “I’m the Angel who’ll escort you. You just lay back and enjoy yourself.”

Sliding my hands under his shirt and up, I had him take it off, kissing down to his chest, saying between kisses:

“The guys have put you through so much, but me? I’ll be your little slice of heaven where you’re the chief, baby.”

Just those words made his body shudder a little, locking eyes once my lips were right above the strap of his joggers, palming his hard-on softly before pulling them down, immediately taking the tip of his cock into my mouth, leaning to the side and sucking hard while he kicked his pants off.

Readjusting, I bobbed my head down softly, taking more length each time, smiling at his slight groan while deep throating his cock, noticing his hand raising then clenching it into a fist.

Picking my head up, I stroked his cock and looked up to him:

“If you want to push my head down, just do it. You’re the chief remember? You do whatever you want. Pull my hair even if you want to.”

“Whatever I want, huh?” Taking a deep breath and watching, I nodded to him, cooing softly while taking his cocky again:

“Whatever you want, baby.”

Quickly, his hand found the back of my head, pushing me down further with each bob of my head, fingertips running across my scalp and holding my head in place by my hair.

Feeling a slight shift of his hips, I made sure to lock eyes again when I tapped his side, holding his hip and motioning it upward.

“Remember, do-“ He already knew what I was going to say and instead of waiting for me to tell him, he pushed my head back down slightly, thrusting his hips upward, fucking my throat softly.

I felt proud, smiling with my eyes closed, feeling some tears forms from the air in my lungs disappearing, but didn’t mind in the slightest.

“You need a moment?” Picking my head up, I did need a breath, still smiling as I exhaled:

“I’m fine. I do have something better in mind, though.”

“And what might that be?” Licking his lower lip, I stood up and gave him something to watch while stripping out of my clothes softly, “Want it a certain way?”

Crawling back on top of him and straddling him, he was taking the time to admire me and so, I took his hands, placing them on my breasts, squeezing along with his hands:

“Feel all over. Nice and soft.”

Listening, his hands were soft against my skin, working down my hips, sliding around to my ass and taking two handfuls, he got his idea in mind:

“Think you can do it in reverse?”

“Think?” I giggled, flipping around and positing myself, leaning down to perk up my ass, rubbing against his cock so he could feel how soaked I was, winking back at him, “I know I can.”

“You’re always so confident,” Squeezing my ass again, there was a slight shake in his hands, instructing to him:

“Don’t be afraid to be a little crazy, Sami. This doesn’t have to be all vanilla if you don’t want it to be.”

His eyes were locked on the sight of me taking him softly, closing my eyes and moaning while sitting back slowly, adjusting to his girth and length, rocking back till I sat on all of it.

“Pull me back, spank me, throw your hips up. Turn all of your thoughts into reality,” Holding onto his thighs, I rolled my hips softly, waiting for him to submerge into his thoughts like he did the first time.

“You know you said you’re an Angel, but seems to me that you’re a bad girl, just full of dirty thoughts ,” He noted, giving me a spank that made a salacious moan jump out of me, both hands on my hips and rocking me back onto his cock faster.

“Maybe,” I giggled out softly, letting my head fall back with moans, leaning back some while his hands slid up my stomach and started kneading at my breasts, “But it’s just so good, Sami.”

“Like you said,” Letting out a huff, he took a grip on me, keeping me still to let his hips thrust upward, sending me into bounces, hearing the lust in his voice, “This is heaven.”

“Amen!” I whined, feeling myself drop and his tip smacking my sweet spot, rocking myself faster along with it to make the coil forming in my core tighten.

Suddenly, I felt him pushing my back down, palming the arch forming in my back, his other hand spanking me and commanding:

“Throw it back just like you were before.”

“Yes, chief!” I had to see the look on his face after saying, looking to see him biting his lip hard, hand gripping my ass even harder, my moans loud and sweet every time I threw my hips back, growing faster and faster as I began to pant, feeling my orgasm getting closer and closer.

“Ooo, I sure felt that,” Mumbling under his breath, we both felt my walls beginning to spasm, having him wanting more, “Come here. I’ll get you back to it quick. I promise.”

It was hard to get up with the shake in my legs, but he found the way to make it easier for me, laying me back next to him, positioning himself on his side, picking up my leg and twisting my hip a little so he could slide back it.

My walls must’ve been clenching hard as he felt like so much more to take, keeping his promise with his hips going rapid, two fingers circling my clit and leaning down for his mouth to close around my nipple and sucking hard.

“Sure kept your promise,” I gasped hard, holding his arm tightly while my body began to tremble, breaking out in goosebumps, moans growing sharp and letting him know, “I’m about to cum! Make me cum, Sami.”

“I told you. I just wanted to see all of those sweet faces you make,” Tilting my head up to face his, he surely got his fix of if, kissing me and pushing me off the edge, “Cum, my angel.”

“I am-“ Another moan cut me off, having to pull my head away for a second and trying to register the intensity of that orgasm, huffing for air while he fed me softer thrusts, feeling him slow down and the throbbing of his cock growing stronger.

“If you want to fill me up, go right ahead,” I could tell he was close, looking back with lustful eyes that were hard to keep open, “Nice and deep.”

“Nice and deep,” He repeated, pushing up and pulling my hips down to keep us pinned, tight in his arms and shaking at the heat that flooded me, my heart about beating out of my chest and panting for air.

“My little angel didn’t go back just yet, did she?” He played, keeping me in an embrace as my body was limp, but it made me laughing, smiling against my kiss to him:

“Not just yet. Never while I’m with you.”

[jeysbvck]

there's still a thread (that runs from your body to mine)

i'm back with another fic!! this one is for the absolutely wonderful & talented zaynee, who not only sent in a prompt, but its also their day today!! happy birthday bff!!🥳❤️ i hope you enjoy this fic but enjoy your day more!!🤭

[smut, 18+, read at your own risk]

taglist; @wrestlezaynia @loki69zowens @crxssjae @nightmare-viper @paigereeder @wrestlingprincess80 @southerngirl41 @alyyaanna @xtripleiiix

word count; 2.8k

summary; Kevin & Sami haven't seen - or spoke to each other for 3 months since Kevin broke it off & moved to Smackdown. That all changes when they're in the same place for the Royal Rumble, & Kevin can't take it any longer.

Sami lay on the bed, atop the sheets, staring up at the ceiling, replaying the same memory that had been on repeat in his mind for months. He didn't just see it when he closed his eyes; he saw it when he was awake too, when he wasn't occupied. Which is why he spent so much of his free time in the gym or working on ideas for his storylines, just so his brain wouldn't be free to think about Kevin. He'd even started crashing with Jey at hotels when they were booked together; the guy was always on. It never seemed quiet enough around him, and it helped Sami. Until Jey fell asleep, and Sami lay in the twin bed next to him, wide awake and his brain began to play the movie Sami hated so much.

Tonight, Sami was in his room alone, and once again, that fucking awful film started to play, and all Sami could do was watch.

"We can't do this anymore."

Kevin's words echoed around the room and into Samis’ ears, like he'd just used a blare horn to announce it. Sami thought everything was great between them. Sure, he felt Kevin pulling away slightly, but he had convinced himself he was just busy. It had been a busy time in the company, so it was a simple conclusion to draw. How hadn't Sami seen this coming? He thought he knew Kevin like the back of his hand.

“What do you mean?” Sami had asked. He'd hoped he was mistaken, that Kevin meant something else; but he knew deep down it was exactly what it sounded like. He stayed on Kevins’ chest, not wanting to move, like if he didn't move, this wouldn't happen.

“I'm going to Smackdown.” Kevin replied quietly. Now Sami was really confused. Why did Kevin going to Smackdown mean they have to break up?

“Okay, so?” Sami questioned. “We can work around that. It's only for a few weeks at the most, right?”

Kevins’ heartbeat quickened underneath Samis’ head. “No.” Kevin sighed. “I'm being traded to Smackdown because Jey came to Raw.”

“Oh.” Sami whispered. He could still feel the way his heart was splintering. “They chose you?”

“Um, they didn't exactly choose me, Sami.” Kevin told him. “I, uh- It was my idea.”

The room began to spin, Samis’ splintering heart now completely broken, he could feel the pieces stabbing him in the chest. He lifted his head off Kevin's chest and stared at the man next to him. ‘You volunteered? Why?”

Kevin stared at Sami, the glint in the red-haired man's eye that Kevin loved so much had been replaced with sadness.

“I- I need space.” Kevin replied, sighing. He knew everything would change after Wrestlemania, especially after they finally fell in bed together after hitting the highest highs of winning the tag titles on the biggest stage of the industry. Kevin had wanted this for so long and tried so hard to pretend he hadn't been in love with his best friend for years; once they had explored each other's bodies in such an intimate way, Kevin was hooked.

They never spoke about it, though. They never spoke about what it meant. They never spoke about their feelings. Both men would have a plan to do so, but whenever they were alone; it ended up in a quick make-out session, some heavy petting, and once in their shared hotel room, they couldn't hold back.

It got too much for Kevin; they seemed to be on the same page, but how could he know for sure? He was too afraid to bring it up, too afraid to vocalise that his love ran deeper than friendship. He thought this was enough, but it was weighing on him, like he was Atlas, holding up the world on his shoulders. Kevin knew Sami looked at him like he was responsible for the stars in the sky, but he also noticed that it was a running theme for Sami. He looked at everyone he cared about with so much love in his eyes that Kevin wasn't sure he was special. He needed space to breathe, and he couldn't do that around Sami. The man took his breath away every time.

“Space?” Sami repeated. He scoffed and threw the sheets off, swinging his leg off the bed. “So, you're leaving me?”

Kevin's heart fractured at those three words. It's what he was doing, right? He wanted to tell Sami that he loved him more than he could ever put into words, but that wasn't fair. He was running away, so how could he profess his love? Instead, he watched silently as Sami stood up. He took in every part of the man's naked form; if this was the way their story ended, he needed every hair, every freckle, every scar, every imperfection that made up Sami Zayn seared into his brain.

But when Sami started packing his bag and pulled the black zip-up hoodie over his shoulders, Kevin scrambled out of the bed. “Wait, Sami, what are you doing?”

Sami chuckled humourlessly. “What do you think? I can't stay here, Kev.”

“No, stop! Please!” Kevin begged, reaching out to Sami, who stepped away from the gesture. “Not like this, just one more ni-”

Sami hauled the strap of the black bag over his shoulder and shook his head. “You did this, Kev, not me.”

“I know, but-” Kevin sighed and sat back on the bed, defeated. “Where will you go?”

“I'll crash with Jey.” Sami replied, turning his back on Kevin, unaware of the tears filling his eyes. “Good luck on Smackdown.” Sami sighed. “I hope it was worth it.”

-

A loud, continuous knock on the wooden door pulled Sami out of his thoughts. It wasn't Jey. He had a very specific knock to let Sami know it was him, and he wasn't expecting anyone; so he ignored it. Until it became more frantic, and Sami groaned out loud.

“Alright, alright!” He shouted, “I'm coming!”

He made the mistake of not checking through the peephole, and he froze when he answered the door, not expecting Kevin to be standing there. It was the first time in four months that he'd lay eyes on him, at least in person, and Samis’ heart raced.

Sami knew he was going to see Kevin tonight at the Royal Rumble. Kevin was on the match card, and Sami was coming back from his break as a surprise entrant. He'd even seen Kevin backstage. He pretended he hadn't, of course, but he wasn't expecting him to be standing outside his room. Sami was very aware he was half naked, in just a pair of sweatpants, his hair still drying from his shower, and as he stared at Kevin, Sami knew Kevin was trying hard not to check him out, which made Sami blush.

“Hey.” Kevin said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Hey, man.” Sami replied. “You're not room service.”

A small smile crept on Kevins' lips, and he shrugged. “I mean, I brought a protein bar?” Kevin replied, pulling it from his pocket, and Sami let out a real laugh, the sound like music to Kevins’ ears as the smile on his face turned into a grin.

The sweet moment was fleeting as Samis’ face fell slightly, as if he'd momentarily forgotten everything that had happened. “What are you doing here, Kevin?”

“Oh, um- I-” He cleared his throat, ready to say whatever came to mind. “I just wanted to say-” He sighed, chickening out and instead saying, “Welcome back.”

Sami sighed. He didn't know what he was hoping for, but he was disappointed anyway. “Well, thanks, I guess.”

He began to close the door but was stopped by Kevins’ palm slamming against it. “Wait, please?”

Sami was instantly transported back to the last time Kevin begged him to wait, and this time, he obliged. He opened the door wider and stared expectantly. Kevin felt the pressure, still feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders, but he refused to look away. He was finally looking into the eyes of the man he loved, and he would keep doing it for as long as he was allowed.

“Well, what do you wanna sa-?”

“I miss you.” Kevin blurted out. He watched as Samis’ demeanour changed, the way his eyes softened, and his shoulders slumped slightly.

“Kev…”

“Sami.” Kevin pleaded. “I know I said we couldn't do this anymore, but I need you. Please.”

Kevin wasn't expecting Sami to fold like a deck of cards, especially not so quickly. But he didn't know how much it took for Sami not to answer the phone when Kevin drunk dialled him or when Kevin texted him at three AM at the beginning of this whole mess. Kevin had haunted Sami this whole time, and Sami wondered if Kevin felt the same way. He thought he couldn't handle opening himself up to Kevin again, only to have to say goodbye again, but now — Sami didn't care. He needed Kevin as much as Kevin needed him.

Sami threw himself at Kevin, his lips finding where they needed to be. Kevin stiffened up, shocked, but he fell into the kiss quickly, melting into Sami as his hands fell on his naked waist, pulling him closer — not that they could get any closer.

“Are you sure?” Kevin mumbled into Samis’ mouth. Sami nodded, pulling Kevin into the room, refusing to break the embrace.

Kevin kicked the door shut, his hands gripping Samis’ waist so tight, like someone was going to take him away. But he also pulled from the kiss, and when Sami whined, Kevin chuckled. “Seriously, Sami, are you sure about this? I know I hurt yo-”

“Kevin, shut up.” Sami told him, his eyes dark with lust. “I'm sure.” 

Kevins’ eyes widened, his shorts tightening at the front as he stared at Sami, his eyebrow cocked, a shit-eating smirk on his face. Kevin licked his lips and pulled Sami back into him — hands desperately clutching at one another, pulling the other closer until their bodies were almost one.

“Why am I the only one semi naked?” Sami asked, breathlessly with Kevins’ mouth on his neck, his teeth nipping at his skin. Kevin responded by untying his shorts and pulling them as far as he could without removing his mouth from Samis’ skin. Sami helped Kevin push the shorts and his boxers down his thighs, then wrapped his long fingers around Kevins’ thick cock.

Kevin gasped into Samis’ mouth, his cock twitching under the man's touch. Sami grinned as Kevin began to rock against his hand, and he gripped his length tighter.

Kevin pushed Sami backwards, right up to the bed, before pushing him down onto the mattress. Sami looked up at him, his lustful eyes so full of love. He'd been wondering if this moment would ever come again if he would ever feel this way again, and now it was happening. He wanted to savour every moment.

Kevin seemed to have the same idea. He raked his eyes over Samis’ body as he lay below him. Noting the extra scars that he had acquired over the months they'd been apart, wondering which matches they had come from, which opponent had added to the painting on Samis’ physique. He watched Sami pull at the strings at the front of his sweatpants and buck his hips as he undressed, completely enthralled by the sight of Sami undressing for him.

He dropped to his knees and took over, pulling the black pants down and over his ankles, before running the palm of his hands up Samis' legs slowly. Sami shivered as Kevins’ hands followed the path of goosebumps up his shins, his knees, right up to his thighs. The tips of his fingers grazed the inside of Samis’ thighs, making him groan at the touch, and Kevin watched as Samis’ cock twitched. He felt his own strain against his shorts, but he ignored it. Right now, it was all about Sami and his pleasure.

He ran his hands over his thighs, lifting himself up further, watching as Samis' face contorted with pleasure. His hips bucked, begging Kevin to touch him in the place he needed the most. His fingers teased the red hair around Samis’ cock, before he slowly wrapped them around the base of his cock. Sami groaned, rutting against Kevins’ hand, throwing his back as Kevin took most of Sami in his mouth.

“Fffffuck, Kevin!”

Kevins’ hands found Samis’ balls, and he massaged them as he let Sami fuck his mouth, his tongue swirling around every bit of the erection it could touch.

“Kev, oh fuck, you're gonna make me-”

Kevin pushed Samis’ cock further into his mouth, and when his thighs gripped Kevins’ head, he grasped his cock with one hand, pumping it with the same rhythm his mouth was making. “Kev, fuck, please!”

Kevin pulled his mouth off Sami, spit threading from Samis’ cock to Kevins’ lips, Sami almost orgasming at the sight alone. “Kev, I need you.”

Kevin bit his bottom lip as he hovered over Sami, the desire shared between both of them. They could see the love the other had in their eyes, and it was clear to the two of them that this was It. Even before the first time, Sami had been head over heels for Kevin. There was always something between them, an invisible red string tying them to each other. The past three months had been hell on Earth, and now it was Heaven.

Kevin inched his face towards Samis’, and Sami sat up, meeting Kevin halfway. The kiss was soft, delicate like butterfly wings, but it soon became more intense — deeper, their tongues almost battling for dominance. Kevin reluctantly pulled away, but the whine that slipped Samis’ lips was worth it. Kevin smirked as he ran his thumb over the ginger man's bottom lip, before he dragged it over his chin and down to his neck, to his collarbone, flicking his nipple before he slipped the hand in between their legs.

Kevin wrapped his hand around his own cock, pumping a couple of times before he positioned himself at Samis’ entrance. He arched his eyebrow, and Sami nodded.

“I need you.” Sami repeated, and Kevin leaned down to kiss him once again as he slowly eased himself into Sami. The redhead was tight, and Kevin moaned, forcing himself to go slow, not to cause Sami even more pain than he might already be experiencing.

“Fuck, Sami, you feel so good around me.” Kevin groaned, making Sami pull the bigger man in by the neck for a kiss. As Sami eased into the motion, he raised his hips, finding a rhythm against Kevins’ own thrusts. Soon, their moans were in sync with their actions, their kiss slow as they rocked against each other.

“Kev…” Sami breathed, his head rolling backwards as Kevin peppered his throat with kisses. “I missed you so much.”

“Sami, oh fuck, I missed you too.” Kevin replied. “So. Fucking. Much.”

Sami groaned, his nails digging into Kevins’ shoulder blades as their thrusts became quicker. “Kev, please, I'm gonna-”

“Sami, oh, fuck. Come for me.” Kevin whispered against Samis’ neck, his hand grabbing Samis’ cock. Sami bucked and moaned loudly as he came undone, Kevin following after a few more thrusts as his name spilled from Sami.

Kevin pulled out and rolled off Sami as he wiped the curls from his forehead. Sami then turned to Kevin and pushed his head under his arm.

“So…” Sami said, closing his eyes as Kevin traced patterns on his bicep. “So,” Kevin repeated.

“Does this mean you changed your mind?” Sami asked quietly.

Sami felt Kevins’ chest rise and fall under him, and he braced himself for the reply. He had always thought he knew Kevin like the back of his hand, but he'd found out the hard way that he might not.

“I changed my mind when I was…you know, breaking it off.” Kevin confessed. “I didn't want to do it, I thought I needed to do it.”

Sami inhaled, and he put his on Kevins’ chest as he pushed himself up. “I understand, sort of.” Sami replied. “I wish you'd just talked to me, though.”

“I know, and I'm so fucking sorry, Sami.” Kevin said, resting his hand atop of Samis’.

“It's okay,” Sami nodded, squeezing his hand against Kevins as he laced their fingers together. “I forgive you, Mon Coeur.”

Sami touched his lips to Kevins softly, smiling at the way Kevin held Samis’ cheek. When he pulled away, Kevin pulled Sami in, their foreheads pressed together. “Je t'aime, Sami.”

Sami smiled and placed his head back on Kevins chest, closing his eyes. He was sure he could feel his heart repairing itself, and he knew that he and Kevin could get through this.

“Je t'aime, Kevin.”

[samijey]

(Monday Night RAW 16/10/2023)

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Holiday Solo content! 🎄🎄🎁🎁🎀🎀

Summary: The reader gets invited to a holiday party at The Bloodlines estate by Solo.

It's Christmas Eve in the household of The Bloodline and everyone is preparing for the annual Christmas party. This year you and your best friend Sami have been invited to the party. 

"Do you think that a dress is too formal?" You ask Sami while rummaging through your closet. "Because I don't want to stand out too much. But I don't want it to look like I didn't try at all either." You sigh and turn around to Sami ironing out his shirt on the other side of the room. 

Sami chuckles and sets the iron down before he turns to you. "Just wear a dress, that red one with the fluffy straps is cute." He informs you. "What's got you all nervous, anyways? You're usually oozing confidence." 

"Solo's going to be there, remember?" You remind Sami. "He's the one that invited me. Oh god, does that make it a date?" The possibility suddenly dawns on you. "Damnit! I didn't even think about that." You scold yourself and turn back to the closet. 

"Man, you are like head over heels for Sikoa, huh?" Sami teases you. "Just relax, Y/N. It's going to be fine." He assures you. 

You pick your red dress off of the rack and examine it against your body in the mirror with a frown. "I don't know..... Don't you think that this is a bit much?" You doubt yourself some more. 

"Just go put it on." Sami grabs your shoulder and pushes you toward the bathroom. 

You sigh and shut the bathroom door behind you. You pull the dress on and fix up your hair, still wrecked with nerves about the party. 

After you've gotten all dolled up you step out of the bathroom and find Sami fixing the buttons of his ironed shirt. He smiles at you and gives you an enthusiastic thumbs-up. "See? You look great, N/N. Sikoa isn't going to be able to resist you." 

Back at The Bloodline's estate, the twins, Roman, and Solo are all getting ready for the party. "Hey, Solo, did you actually get around to inviting Y/N to the party? Because I only invited, Sami." Jey asks Solo while he fixes his shirt in the mirror on the wall. 

"Yeah, I ask her to come." Solo nods. "She seemed a little nervous when I asked her, so I don't know if she'll show though." He shrugs. 

"Oh, she'll show up." Roman chuckles from across the room. "That girl has got it bad for you, man." He teases Solo. 

Solo scoffs and turns away from his brothers and cousin. "Nah, she's just shy." He insists. 

"Shy?" Jimmy laughs. "Man, there ain't a shy bone in that girl's body." He and Jey both laugh. 

"Yeah." Jey agrees. "Trust us, little bro. She's definitely looking for a chance to jump your bones tonight." 

Solo scoffs and dismisses his brothers teasing. Everyone finishes up getting ready for the party and heads downstairs to wait for the guests to arrive. 

You and Sami arrive in the evening and are greeted by Jey at the door. "Hey! Glad that you two could make it." He ushers you both through the door. "Y/N, you look good tonight." He compliments you. "Solo's been waiting for you to show up. He's hanging out in the lounge. Through there." 

"Thanks, Jey." You nod and cautiously weave through the crowd of people mingling around the room. 

You step into the lounge and glance around for Solo and blush when a few people's gaze land on you. You are about to turn tail and run off to find Sami when someone sets a warm hand on your back. 

"Y/N, wow, you look great." Solo greets you with a friendly smile. 

You breathe a small sigh of relief when you find that it's Solo now at your side. "Solo, thank you. You look great, too." You smile back at him. "Jey said that you were waiting for me?"

"Yeah, well I did kind of ask you to the party as my date." Solo chuckles.

"Date!?" You stutter out a reply. 'I knew it!' You think to yourself silently. 

Solo nods noticing the look of surprise on your face. "Yeah, did I not tell you that?" He asks you. "Sorry, I meant to. You're okay with that right? Being my date and all?"

"Yeah yeah." You nod vigorously. "I don't mind at all, actually." You giggle. 

"Great!" Solo grins. "Come on, let's grab a drink before I go show you off to the fam." He offers you his arm playfully. 

"Oh, okay!" You giggle and let him take your arm. 

Solo does as promised and parades you around the party and shows you off to any family member that will listen. You laugh and greet everyone that he introduces you to. Eventually, he ushers you up to Roman and his gorgeous model wife, Galina. 

"Hi! You must be, Y/N! It's so nice to finally meet you." Galina smiles down at you from Roman's side. 

"Hi!" You match her stunning smile. "I love your dress! You look amazing in it." You compliment the stunning silver dress she's got on. 

Galina shrugs with a modest grin and steps over to you. She grabs your hand and pulls you away to chat, leaving Solo and Roman to talk for a minute. "Thank you! But please, you look gorgeous in that red dress. And I love the frills on the straps." She compliments you right back. 

"Thank you. And your house is amazing." You glance around the room. "Everyone seems to be so nice as well. I am having a great time." You assure her. 

"I'm glad." Galina smiles. "I know that Solo was a bit worried that you weren't going to show up. So I'm happy that you're here. He seems to really like you." She informs you. 

"He was worried about me?" You reply, blushing at the thought of making him nervous.

Galina laughs and nods, glancing over at Roman and Solo chatting on the other side of the room. "Oh, yeah. And now that I've met you, I can see why." She teases you playfully. "In fact..." She leans over and whispers something to you with a sly grin. 

A smile cracks on your face at Galina's secret and you both walk back over to Roman and Solo. Galina takes her place back at Roman's side and you walk over to Solo. 

"Hey, it looked like you and Galina were getting along well." Solo comments when you stop at his side. "What were you two talking about?" He asks you. 

"Not much." You shrug. "Just some girlie stuff like dresses." You giggle and glance over at Galina who in return winks at you.

Galina turns away from Roman and looks down at Solo. "Solo, have you taken Y/N to see the tree set up by the stairs yet?" She asks him. 

"Oooh, I'd love to see the tree!" You back her up with a smile. 

Solo glances between the two of you with a look of suspicion but obliges. "Alright, come on, it's over here." He nods toward the other side of the room. "Catch you later, Rom. You too, Galina." 

You walk with Solo through the room and over to where there is an immaculately decorated tree set up by the grand staircase. You walk over to the tree and stand in front of it, admiring the lights and twinkling ornaments hanging from the branches. 

"Hey, is that what I think it is?" You wait a couple of seconds before you pretend to notice the mistletoe hanging from one of the crossbeams above your head. You innocently bat your eyelashes at Solo, like Galina didn't tell you earlier that the mistletoe was hanging here. 

"Galina put you up to this, didn't she?" Solo chuckles with an amused smile. 

You shrug with a confident grin. "I've got no idea what you're talking about. But you do know the rules about mistletoe, don't you?" You tease him. 

"I'm perfectly aware, trust me." Solo chuckles and sets a gentle hand on your waist. His other hand travels up to your face and cups your cheek gently for a sweet and damn near picture-perfect holiday kiss. 

Across the room, Galina smiles to herself with Roman at her side. "I like that girl, she's sweet." She informs Roman. "Her and Solo will make a good match. So don't do anything to mess this up, Roman." She warns him. 

"Yes, Ma'am." Roman chuckles at his wife. 

[crxssjae]

WRESTLING MASTERLIST

╰☆☆💐= Fluff 🌶️= Smut, 18+ 💧= Angst ☄️= Series 📕= Collection☆☆╮

『One-Shot(s)』

Wrestling Family (📕): (AO3)

『SamiJey/JeySami』

Green Tea & Honey (💐📕): (AO3) (Wattpad)

All Night (🌶️📕, 18+ only): (AO3)

Multi-Chapter Fics (☄️)

『Centon』

Drop Dead Truth (🌶️ 💧18+ only) coming soon...

『Stories』

coming soon...

『Headcanons』

Cody Rhodes: Bi!Cody Rhodes

Sami Zayn: Bi!Sami Zayn | Vampire AU (Samijey)