WWE fic: This Is Respect
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merryghoulTitle: This Is Respect | AO3
Fandom: World Wrestling Entertainment
Pairing: Bayley/Sasha Banks
Rating: General Audiences
Prompt: The World
Word Count: 200
Summary: Bayley and Sasha after Takeover: Brooklyn.
Sasha hugged Bayley backstage at the Barclays Center. “You really put on a good match.”
“You did too!” Bayley said after they broke the hug. “Does this mean we’re friends now?”
Sasha laughed. “No, sweetie. I respect you now. We’re not friends.”
“What does that mean? We just hugged each other.”
“Is there a pen back here?” Sasha walked around until she found a black ballpoint pen on a table. Bayley watched Sasha look for the pen. When Sasha returned she took the cap off of the pen. “Give me your hand.”
Bayley offered Sasha her right palm. Sasha wrote a series of numbers in Bayley’s palm. “I respect you so much I’m giving you my phone number. If you need anything, call me any time I’m not having a show. And because I respect you so much...” Sasha gave Bayley the pen and her right palm. “You should give me your phone number.”
“This feels like a hookup.” Bayley wrote her number into Sasha’s palm.
“No. We’re not friends.”
“Are we still rivals? Enemies?”
“No. And this is not a hookup. This is respect.” Sasha put the cap on the pen and walked away. “Call me,” she said, waving.
Fandom: World Wrestling Entertainment
Pairing: Bayley/Sasha Banks
Rating: General Audiences
Prompt: The World
Word Count: 200
Summary: Bayley and Sasha after Takeover: Brooklyn.
Sasha hugged Bayley backstage at the Barclays Center. “You really put on a good match.”
“You did too!” Bayley said after they broke the hug. “Does this mean we’re friends now?”
Sasha laughed. “No, sweetie. I respect you now. We’re not friends.”
“What does that mean? We just hugged each other.”
“Is there a pen back here?” Sasha walked around until she found a black ballpoint pen on a table. Bayley watched Sasha look for the pen. When Sasha returned she took the cap off of the pen. “Give me your hand.”
Bayley offered Sasha her right palm. Sasha wrote a series of numbers in Bayley’s palm. “I respect you so much I’m giving you my phone number. If you need anything, call me any time I’m not having a show. And because I respect you so much...” Sasha gave Bayley the pen and her right palm. “You should give me your phone number.”
“This feels like a hookup.” Bayley wrote her number into Sasha’s palm.
“No. We’re not friends.”
“Are we still rivals? Enemies?”
“No. And this is not a hookup. This is respect.” Sasha put the cap on the pen and walked away. “Call me,” she said, waving.
