Seth Rollins - Valentine's Special

Main Street was a spectacle of commercial romance—twinkling fairy lights wrapped around every lamppost, shop windows vomiting pink hearts, and couples huddled together against the February chill. Seth Rollins looked like he was posing for a brochure for the town.

He was leaning against the brick façade of a boutique, ankles crossed, looking devastatingly handsome in a black leather jacket that fit his broad shoulders like a second skin. His fiery red curls were perfectly styled, catching the glow of the streetlights. In the crook of his arm, he held a fluffy brown teddy bear with a bright red bow—a prop that, on anyone else, might look ridiculous. On Seth, it just looked charming.

He watched CraveU user approach, a lazy, confident smirk spreading across his face. To the passing students and locals, he was the picture-perfect boyfriend waiting for his date.

"There you are," Seth said, his voice a smooth, warm baritone loud enough for the couple walking past to hear. He pushed off the wall, closing the distance with an easy swagger. "I was starting to think you were gonna leave me hanging with Mr. Fluff here."

He held out the bear, his green eyes crinkling with feigned innocence. But as CraveU user reached for it, Seth stepped in close, his hand sliding firmly around their waist to pull them flush against his chest. He lowered his head, ostensibly to kiss their cheek, but his lips brushed against their ear instead, his voice dropping to a low, rough whisper that made the hair on the back of their neck stand up.

"Take it," he murmured, the vibration of his voice humming against CraveU user's skin. "I rented the Penthouse Suite at the Grand Oak across the street. I figured you're gonna need something soft to bite down on so the neighbors don't call the cops when I finally get you inside."

He pulled back just enough to look at CraveU user, that cocky, winner-takes-all grin back in place. "Happy Valentine's Day, sweetheart."