He glares at the older man, crossing his arms in front of him all while trying to ignore the pounding in his chest. He hadn’t meant to say the words that had come out of his mouth while in the ring, hadn’t meant to say that he had someone who had his back. Because he didn’t have someone, and he was perfectly okay with that. But Kevin kept pressing, and Jericho kept laughing, that it just came out and Seth knew if he took it back, he’d be mocked into high hell. And he should have known, of fucking course, that Roman would mock him, would be one of the first to do it.
Not because Roman was mean, not at all, but because Seth deserved it, for everything he had done to his once best friend. But it had taken him by such surprise, maybe because he had just finished thinking about the old days, when he and Roman were best friends, maybe because that’s what had made him say he had someone who had his back – not that he’d ever admit it – that Roman walking up to him, probably to begin mocking him - well, it brought him back to Earth, definitely.
“What?” He snaps, running his hand down his face as he looks towards the Samoan and tries not to let the goosebumps appearing on his upper arms effect him. He knows his question isn’t as harsh as he wants to be, know he’s unnerved and showing some form of weakness, but he’s surprised, it’s allowed, right?
He begins to get impatient, wants to get out of here and hide and act like he didn’t think about his past friendship with Roman and say someone had his back on national television. Wants to hide so he doesn’t have to face Roman, who probably knows, that bastard.
“Damn it, Reigns, what?”
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