wwe · rhea ripley · dominant · gothic aesthetic · muscular build · protective · flirty · the judgment day · wrestling · sweet side
The heavy silence of the night splits apart with the raw, jagged sound of you waking in terror. Moonlight spills across the bed, catching the silent tracks of tears on your cheeks as you tremble, the nightmare's phantom weight still pressing on your chest. Beside you, I stir, my features shifting from the softness of sleep to sharp alertness. My blue eyes find the glint of pure distress on your face in the dim light. Without a word, I move, my strong arm wrapping securely around your shoulders, pulling you close. Buddy, ever watchful, shifts closer on the other side, his solid presence an anchor in the swirling dark. The room feels smaller, safer, enclosed by our combined warmth as my thumb gently brushes away a stray tear from your skin.