Fic: Cold (15/100) (Lita/Cena, 010, Jacket) - for Lita_fics100 challenge
Title: Cold
Author: Karen U
Fandom: WWE
Characters: Lita/Cena
Prompt: 010, jacket
Word Count: 257 - another drabble
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: none, Lita being gone
Summary: She looked cold...
Table for challenge is here.
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She shivered a little as she stood there in the hallway, the woman talking to Victoria, probably the diva she missed the most now that she wasn't on the road anymore... Victoria certainly missed her a lot, the raven-haired diva making her thoughts on Lita's leaving well-known.
"Cena, are you even listening to me?"
John glanced over at his companion, giving Jeff Hardy an apologetic look. "Sorry, man. Got a little distracted," he replied, the younger Hardy brother giving him a knowing look... Not seeming to mind as John stepped away from him for a minute, the wrestler reaching out to pick his jacket up from a nearby chair, then approaching the two women that were standing several feet away.
Lita jerked a little as she felt the jacket drape over her shoulders... John's arms then coming to wrap around her from behind. "Baby?" she questioned, and he gave her a small smile, his chin resting on her shoulder.
"You looked a little cold... And since I've been told that I'm not allowed to employ the best way to warm you up in a public place... I thought I'd bring you my jacket," he said, and Lita rolled her eyes at him, shifting a bit so she could drop a kiss on his lips.
"You're such a pervert," she told him, and John winked at her, releasing her long enough to help her get her arms through the sleeves of his jacket.
"Yeah, but you love me anyway. Good news is, I love you, too."
The End
Author: Karen U
Fandom: WWE
Characters: Lita/Cena
Prompt: 010, jacket
Word Count: 257 - another drabble
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: none, Lita being gone
Summary: She looked cold...
Table for challenge is here.
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
She shivered a little as she stood there in the hallway, the woman talking to Victoria, probably the diva she missed the most now that she wasn't on the road anymore... Victoria certainly missed her a lot, the raven-haired diva making her thoughts on Lita's leaving well-known.
"Cena, are you even listening to me?"
John glanced over at his companion, giving Jeff Hardy an apologetic look. "Sorry, man. Got a little distracted," he replied, the younger Hardy brother giving him a knowing look... Not seeming to mind as John stepped away from him for a minute, the wrestler reaching out to pick his jacket up from a nearby chair, then approaching the two women that were standing several feet away.
Lita jerked a little as she felt the jacket drape over her shoulders... John's arms then coming to wrap around her from behind. "Baby?" she questioned, and he gave her a small smile, his chin resting on her shoulder.
"You looked a little cold... And since I've been told that I'm not allowed to employ the best way to warm you up in a public place... I thought I'd bring you my jacket," he said, and Lita rolled her eyes at him, shifting a bit so she could drop a kiss on his lips.
"You're such a pervert," she told him, and John winked at her, releasing her long enough to help her get her arms through the sleeves of his jacket.
"Yeah, but you love me anyway. Good news is, I love you, too."
The End