- Make You Proud ᰔᩚ

A/N: as much as i love this current bloodline story (especially now with punk involved), i've been missing our champ heavily. i hope i don't make any of you too emo with this one. enjoy! 💐🫶🏼

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"You're all set," the tall man at TSA exclaims, sliding over a tiny bin with my phone and Apple watch.

"Thank you!" I respond cheerfully, re-pack my things and proceed to walk over to my gate.

I find a corner seat and place my luggage down, get comfy against the wall, and pull out my phone.

After about 10-15 minutes of scrolling on Instagram and Tiktok, I get a message that immediately makes me smile.

Joshua 🧸🩵: Safe travels my love. Text me when you land okay? I love you.

My Lady ❤️: I will baby. I love you more. 🤍

For context, WWE is headed to California for Monday Night Raw.

And while my boyfriend thinks that I'm spending our time apart visiting my parents back home in New York, I'm actually headed to surprise him for the show.

There's been lots of buzz on social media about him finally getting another title opportunity tonight and I wanna be there for his big win.

Actually, it's not even just for his big win, it's more so just the thought of us being together.

While I adore and will forever be committed to Joshua, our relationship is by no means perfect.

He's been in the business for about 14 years now, and we've been together for about 3 of them.

Whether it's for a PLE or just weekly live tapings, he's on the road for 5 sometimes 6 days out of the week.

Wrestling is his passion and brings out the best in him so, while I miss him a lot — and I mean a lot — of the time, I would and could never bring myself to ask him to put it aside for us.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when an announcement echoes through the airport speakers.

"Flight #389 to Ontario, California is now boarding."

I take a deep breath, gather all my things, and board.

See you soon my love. <3

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** Josh's POV **

As I'm in the hallway doing a mini warmup for my match, a familiar face walks up with a tiny smirk on his face.

I turn to him and smile. "What's up, uce?"

One of my closest friends in the business, Sami Zayn, nods. "Big night for you, dawg."

"Yeet," I reply, nodding.

Big night is an understatement. I want my own title more than anything. And I'm gonna get it.

"Ya know," he begins, breaking the comfortable silence. "That Intercontinental Championship meant the world to me."

I nod understandably.

"And tonight," he continues, tapping me on the chest. "You make that Intercontinental Championship yours!"

I continue nodding, except this time with a smile.

"You hear me?!" he asks, holding out his hand for our handshake.

"Thank you uce," I reply, slapping our hands together. "Thank you, my dawg. Thank you, man. Love you!"

"You've got this! Go get it!" he continues, hyping me up.

"Yeet!" I call out as he walks out of frame, and continue my warmup.

Moments later, the camera man signals that our segment is done.

"Aaaand cut!" he calls, turning off the red light on his camera. "Awesome job guys!"

Shortly after, Rami's music hits.

"I'll see you later man," he exclaims, pulling me into a hug. "Good luck tonight."

"Thank you uce," I reply, hugging back and letting him go. "Go get em!"

As he walks into the gorilla and out of sight, I head to my dressing room to change.

By the time I'm dressed and ready to go, it's about ten minutes until the main event - me and Bron Breakker for the IC title.

I take a deep breath and decide to shoot my lady a last minute text before heading out.

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** Gianna's POV **

Josh's close friend Rami just finished his segment with a man named Gunther, and the crowd is still buzzing.

I feel my phone vibrate in my purse and automatically take it out, smiling when I see a text from my man.

Joshua 🧸🩵: About to go out there. Gonna do this shit and make you proud baby. 🩵

My Lady ❤️: You always do, my love. I'll be watching. 🫶🏽

Little does he know, I'll have the perfect view.

I smile and place my phone back in my purse before taking a deep breath.

About a minute or two later, Josh's entrance music hits and the crowd goes insane.

As he enters from the crowd, I automatically take notice to his gear.

It's my favorite one that he wears: baby blue and white colored with "YEET" and palm trees embroidered in bright pink, white air forces, and pink glasses to match.

I smile as he enters the ring, dancing to his theme, while the crowd never stops hyping him up.

As the music switches and his opponent enters, I'm unable to keep my eyes off of my man.

The way he paces back and forth, licking his lips, and delivering mean mugs.

Fuck, I'm so lucky.

As the match rolls on, Josh spears Bron through the barricade.

My heart drops as he lays there, visibly exhausted but still pushing.

I don't know how he does it. He's so incredible.

As he looks up at the crowd, our eyes meet and the world stops.

His jaw practically drops at the sight of me and a gorgeous smile appears on his face.

I smile back and blow a kiss his way.

After taking a second to process what's happening, he puckers his lips and sends one back, before focusing back on the match.

As he drags Bron back into the ring and follows up with another spear, the crowd gets somehow louder.

He climbs up onto the top rope and takes a deep breath before delivering his finisher: the Uso splash.

My heart stops and I cover my mouth while the crowd counts along with the referee.

Once the count hits three, he lays back and the crowd goes from loud to deafening.

I jump up and cheer, tears streaming down my face.

He did it! He fucking did it! My boy is a champ!

"HERE IS YOUR WINNER!" Samantha Irvin announces from ringside, tons of emotion in her voice. "AAAAND NEEEEEWWWW! INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION! MAAAAIIIIN EVENT JEY UUUUSSOOOOOO!"

I cheer even louder, clapping my hands, still sobbing.

He lays there with the belt for a while before being helped up by the referee and having his arm lifted above his head while holding the championship in his other.

As he exits the ring, he runs over to me and grabs my face, pulling me into a kiss.

I kiss back, smiling against his lips, before pulling away and wrapping my arms around him.

He hugs me back, panting into my neck and giving me kisses there too.

"I'm so happy you're here," he says just below my ear so that I can hear him above all the cheering. "I love you."

"I love you," I reply, more happy tears strolling down my face.

Smiling, he pulls away and grabs my face for another quick kiss before heading up the stairs in the crowd to celebrate with fans.

Nothing could top this feeling. I'm so beyond proud of my baby! <3

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** Josh's POV **

As I step into the gorilla, an eruption of claps and cheers for me by Paul and other staff begins.

I smile breathlessly and immediately hug him.

"How are you feeling?" he asks, patting my back.

"On top of the world," I reply, still trying to catch my breath.

Everyone laughs, including me, as he pulls me into another hug.

We pull away and take a classic pointing picture in front of the WWE logo.

On my way back to my locker room, I run into even more co-workers and get lots of congratulations.

But when I open the door, I'm brought with my favorite sight of the night: my girl.

Without a word, we share the tightest hug in the world.

"I'm so proud of you," she coos into my neck, tons of emotion in her voice.

I smile and kiss her cheek. "Thank you, baby."

She pulls away and cups my face, tears streaming down hers. "You're a champion. You're my champion."

"Always and forever ma," I reply and pull her in by her waist, pressing our lips together.

She automatically kisses back and wraps her arms around my neck.

Deepening the kiss, I slide my tongue across her bottom lip, earning a tiny moan from her.

About a minute more of this goes by and we pull away, pressing our foreheads together.

"What do you say we get out of here and go celebrate properly after my shower?" I ask, caressing her ass.

She nods, biting her bottom lip. "Sounds perfect."

I smirk and kiss her temple. "Stay here and look pretty. I'll be back."

She giggles and we share another quick kiss before I leave her with my title and head to the bathroom with fresh clothes.

The hot water feels unreal on my body, especially after damn near killing myself during the match.

Once I finish, I towel dry myself and change into a white Nike sweatsuit, my air forces, and my silver chain.

I clean up after myself and head back into my dressing room, where my girl is sat with the title against her waist and scrolling on her phone.

"Shiii you look better with that thing then I do," I exclaim, making her look up.

She chuckles, stands up, and puts it around my waist. "There's no better looking champ than you, baby."

I smirk as she leans in and presses our lips together once more. "Mmm thank you, my love."

Hand in hand, we gather my stuff and exit the arena, earning a couple more congratulations from people as we leave.

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** Gianna's POV **

Tonight has been magical.

After Josh and I left the arena, we went and grabbed dinner at Waffle House and drove back to my hotel room.

Thankfully, he has another live event here tomorrow so we didn't have to end our night in an airport.

Right now, he's currently downstairs grabbing a spare key for the room, and I'm working on making this night end perfectly.

I quickly run into the bathroom and strip out of my outfit from tonight, then change into his favorite lingerie set of mine: black, lace, and see thru.

I doll myself up and fix my hair, before throwing on my silk robe and heading back into the room.

A few moments later, I hear footsteps and my man steps back into the room.

"I got the key," he exclaims, holding it up and shutting the door behind him.

I nod and pat the empty spot on his bed next to me. "Come, love."

He raises an eyebrow suspiciously but walks over anyway, getting into bed next to me.

"Whatchu doin girl?" he asks, throwing an arm around me and rubbing my thigh with his free hand.

I turn to face him and climb onto his lap, straddling him. "Just helping you relax."

"Oooo," he coos, smirking and sliding his hands onto my waist.

I giggle and lean in, pressing our lips together.

He automatically kisses back, his hands trailing down to my ass and squeezing it through the silky fabric.

smut warning!

I quietly moan at the feeling and begin to grind on him, swaying my hips up and down his crotch.

He moans in the kiss and we slowly pull away, me tugging at his bottom lip.

I climb off of him and stand between his legs, untying the robe and peeling it off my skin.

He watches my every move and practically drools at the sight of my body, reaching out to caress every inch that's revealed.

I continue the show by unhooking my bra and letting it fall to the floor, as well as slowly sliding down my panties and stepping out of them.

"Fuck," he mutters under his breath, caressing and toying with one of my nipples.

"I believe you're a little overdressed sir," I exclaim, taking a few steps closer and pressing my now naked body against his.

He smirks as I pull his hoodie over his head.

"Look at this body," I coo, running my hands up his abs, to his chest, and onto his shoulders. "The body of a champion. Of my champion."

I lean in and run my tongue up his collarbone and neck, sucking and kissing his gorgeously tanned skin on the way.

He lets out a sexy moan, holding me close.

After a few moments of this, I give him one last kiss on the corner of his mouth and pull away to remove the clothes from his bottom half as well.

His dick immediately springs out when I remove his boxers, to which I respond with stroking and showering light kisses onto his tip.

"Shit," he whispers, cupping my face with one hand.

"That feels good, hm?" I ask, continuing my kisses down his length.

"Mmm fuck," he utters between moans. "So fuckin good. I need to be inside you, baby."

I smirk, lightly push him back against the headboard, and straddle him once more.

Except this time, I line his dick up with my pussy and lower myself onto it.

I gasp at the feeling of his full length practically in my stomach and, after a few seconds, start moving.

"Oh yes," I moan, holding onto his thighs for balance with my head thrown back as he takes one of my breasts into his mouth.

Soon enough, he starts moving as well, his thrusts pulsating into my body.

The sound of our skin slapping mixed with combined moans echoes throughout the room.

"Fuck baby you're so tight," he groans in my ear, a firm grasp on my ass cheeks. "This my shit?"

"U-uh huh!" I reply, unable to speak a word.

He slaps my ass. Hard.

I whine at the feeling.

"Don't make me ask again ma," he demands, his voice low and sexy. "Use your words."

"Y-yes da-addy," I reply between moans. "T-th-this pussy is all yours."

He frees one of his hands and brings it to the cheeks on my face, squeezes them, pulls my face in, and crashes our lips together.

"Mmm!" I moan against his lips, still on cloud nine from the way he's fucking me.

A few moments go by until I feel absolutely weak.

"J-Joshua! D-daddy!" I call out.

"Yes baby?" he replies, applying kisses below my ear.

I pant breathlessly, attempting to speak but the words just won't come.

"Talk to daddy my love," he coos, taking a strand of hair away from my eyes and helping me relax. "Tell me what you need."

"I-I'm gon-I'm gonna cum," I practically scream out, holding onto his neck for dear life.

"Mmm good girl," he praises as I let loose, slowing down his thrusts as his climax fills me up as well.

smut over!

"Fuck," I say just above a whisper, rolling off of him and laying flat on my back on the bedsheets.

He chuckles breathlessly, turning over and wrapping a protective arm around my waist. "You feel good, baby?"

I nod, my eyes closed and my mouth hanging open.

He smiles and kisses my bottom lip. "I'll get a bath started for us, yeah?"

I nod again, laying my head down on the plush pillow.

I feel him get up and open my eyes just the tiniest bit to watch his fat ass walk off.

Fuck, he's so fine.

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** Josh's POV **

Gi and I just finished up our bath.

It felt like heaven, despite me putting my body on the line twice in one night.

I'm now carrying her to bed.

Between me practically fucking her to sleep and jet lag, she's exhausted.

I lay her down on the plush sheets and tuck her in so she's comfortable.

"Mmm thank you baby," she exclaims quietly, half asleep with her eyes closed.

I chuckle and stroke her cheek with my knuckle. "Anytime my love."

I hop into bed with her and shut the bedside lamp, then wrap her into my arms.

She kisses my chest and leans into my chest.

It's not long before I hear light snores pouring out of her.

"Goodnight my baby," I coo, before kissing her temple and drifting off to sleep myself.

The end! <3

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