A.N: This preference is done using Solo's stage name. Enjoy!

You kept sighing as you stood there staring at yourself in the mirror. Another thing that became apart of your routine since the comments appeared on the post of you and the enforcer of the Bloodline at the start of your relationship. You two had been friends for years and decided to give this a shot. At first you both wanted it to be a secret, however neither of you could take the pain of not showing PDA so he told the world.

Since then you've been getting mean, upsetting messages from people (particularly girls) about your appearance and body image. Even with these comments coming at you, you never told Solo because you didn't want to upset him in any way. Solo's love for you was unprecedented and he would do anything to protect you even if it meant hurting the ones he loved. If they didn't like you then they didn't deserve is time.

While staring in the mirror you feel a set of tatted arms wrap around your waist as he was kissing the crook of your neck. "Everything alright baby? You don't seem like yourself," he asked because of course he noticed that.

"I'll be fine as long as I can wear this ringside," I answered to which he frowned.

"Y/n why would you want to wear that ringside? Go put on your gear that you made. You know I love that one on you," he smiled at you hoping it would take you out of this odd shell you had put yourself in after the dating announcement.

Once you changed into the gear you stood in the doorway of the locker room with Solo smiling a bright smile at you. Quickly he stood beside you snapped a picture and posted it to Instagram with a caption that said,"Love this beautiful lady forever."

Hours have now passed since you accompanied Solo to the ring for his match against Seth Rollins. You were now back at the hotel, sitting on the couch while Solo slept soundly in the bed. Salty water fell down your face as the rude uncensored comments came at you like a wrecking ball destroying a brand new building.

You've done everything you could've done to get in the shape you are in now. You eat less carbs, exercising frequently and most importantly (which Solo doesn't like) you've limited yourself to 2 meals a day.

"Y/n baby please don't cry. I hate seeing the tears. Mamas please tell me what's wrong," his deep voice said.

"I'm not good enough for you! You could have any woman you want and you chose me. You chose the one with stretch marks, scars, and the flatest person you could meet. Why choose me," I cried as he pulled me into his arms and held me close.

For a few moments silence and your cries were the only things that mattered to Solo. He was gathering the words to say to you.

"Y/n you are the prettiest girl there could ever be to me. You've got an ass and tits that are worthy enough for me. You don't eat as much as you should which you know I dislike. And most importantly Mamas there will never be anyone better than you," he explained as he kissed your lips passionately.