Undertaker X Reader - Blog Posts
Imagine dating the undertaker as a shy black girl
Ok so ngl the first time you and the undertaker meet you were afraid to say the very least
You saw him and was just kinda like yeah… nah im good and speed walked the other way
Somehow or another you ended up bumping into one another- needless to say it wasnt a good day for you
Mark had been having a bad day so when you walked up not paying attention to where you were going and accidentally spilling some of your drink on him he wasn't happy- so much in fact he proceeded to yell…
Well- it wasnt a complete yell.. But thats not what it felt like
“What the hell are you doing?! You ever watch where the hell you're going!?” he exclaimed
And almost immediately Mark felt bad when the tears weld up in your eyes as you profusely apologized to him saying how sorry you were and looked around soon enough to just drop your head.
He didnt really know why he felt bad at the time. He just did so he took a deep breath and walked away from you.
Ever since then you made sure to stay away from him and never to be caught like that again
Fate however had other plans and soon enough you were yet again looking at Mark-or well his shoes
“Im sorry” He grumbled taking you by surprise
“Huh?” You asked looking up confused
“I was havin a tough day when ya spilled your drink on me. Shouldve never taken it out on you though ” He said looking into you eyes
“Wanna make it up to you” He said and you looked back down
“I can take ya out to get somethin to eat sometime” He said and you looked up at him and stared for a second not understanding why exactly he’d want to take you out
“Yeah-Sure” You said
“Give me your phone” He said and you did as you were told
“Good girl” he said as he put in his number and then walked off… Good girl?
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All of this happened on a Monday and now it was Thrusday and you were with your friends out for brunch.
“Yeah but ion know… I think he might of played me a little bit” I said and almost immediately get a ding from my phone
xxx-xxx-xxxx: You free today or tomorrow?
Huh? You question to yourself
Y/N: Whos this
Xxx-xxx-xxxx: Taker
Y/N: Ohhhhh sorry! I'm free tomorrow.
Taker: What time
Y/N: All day
Taker: Ill pick you up at 3. Dress nice.
I looked back up at the girls and they were all staring confused at me
“I guess I didn't get played” I smiled and laughed slightly looking back down at my phone
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It was 1:30 when I decided to get my happy ass in the shower I didnt want to be late when Taker came.
At around 2:05 I was out the shower and was doing my makeup which took around 40 minutes
^The dress
Taker: Im outside
When Taker got out the car to open your door he was dressed nice in a black button-down shirt, some black slacks and his hair was in a ponytail. It was simple but you liked it. He stared at you just for some time and you looked down.
“You look great” He said
“Thank you” you said as he opened your door
He was playing Lauryn Hill When it hurts so bad. I looked at the stereo and then at him and smiled. I LOVED this song.
“What” He questioned
“Nothing… I just love Lauryn Hill” I said looking down at the middle console for a second and then looking back at him
“Im shocked you know about her” I said
“Is it really that shocking? I have it on good authority that I'm older than you” He said
“I mean yeah but- ion know its just… nevermind” I said
“Nah go ahead” He said not in a rude way just in an encouraging way like he actually cared for what I had to say
“A lot of white people don't really know about this kinda music or like it so-or at least where I grew up. And to know that you listen to it is crazy to me.” I said
“And where did you grow up?” He asked
“North Carolina” I said “Whered you grow up I hear a bit of an accent” I questioned him
He chucked a little bit before saying Texas.
“What part?” I asked
“Huston darling” he said giving me a smirk
“Like Beyonce” I said looking at him with a smile
“Yes like Beyonce” he said
“... What's your real name id feel bad if I called you taker this whole time” I ask
“Mark” He said staring into my eyes. Im not quite sure why but it made me smile
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At the restaurant, Mark had pulled out my chair. As we sat down and talked for a few the waiter came by.
“Good afternoon. I'm your waiter for tonight Tyler. Can I start you off with some drinks” He said as Mark looked at me
“Um, can I have water please?” I asked and looked down as Mark ordered.
I looked at Mark and we talked about our values and what we hold dear and somehow it got onto the topic of our childhood.
“I'll take it you were a daddy's girl” He asked and we both laughed
“I mean pretty much. He never said no to me-even now if I ask him something he never really says no” I smile
“What are you a mamas boy?” i asked him
“Hell yeah i am” i laughed
“My dad was a mamas boy so my mom used to call him bamb standing for big ass mamas boy” I smiled
Then we got onto the topic of kids
“Do you want kids?” I asked and he laughed
“I wasn't really planning on telling you this today was thinking of telling you on the second date but I do have kids” He said and my eyes slightly lit up
“OMG really” I asked and he looked at me and nodded
“How many?”
“2. 1 boy 1 girl” He said and I asked for their names
“Gunner and Gracie” He said
“I think I know the answer to this but I'll ask anyway do you want kids?” He asked
“Yeah” I smiled
“How many?”
“I don't know I grew up in a big house so I want a big family… Maybe 4 or 5 kids” I smiled
“Got any names?” He asked looking at me
“I do but first we need to pause cause anytime I bring up the names I wanna name my kids people give me hell. So don't laugh” I joked
“Scouts honor” he said
“I want twin girls and I really wanna name them Juneiper and Jackie. Then I want 2 sons and I wanna name one of them Coltrane and then I wanna name the other one Sage or Imani.” I said
“I like those names as for the Sage or Imani, I like Imani” He said and I laughed at him
“What you plan on being there or sum??” I asked jokingly
“Actually as a matter a fact a do darlin” He said
“Oh really now!? Is you gon marry me?” I asked with a smile
“I just might have to” He said
“How many kids would you have then?” I asked him
“6” He said
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*10 Years later*
“Mark” I poked at him
“What?” He grumbled
“I have a question” I said
“Shoot” He groaned
“When we first started dating and I gave you my number why'd it take so long for you to text me back?” I asked tracing his tattoos with my finger.
“Well, I thought you hated me but one day I was with the boys and they were talking about how after I asked you out you were talking to Booker and how you said you found me attractive but were scared of me. That didn't really get me going until I thought why not prove im not a dick ya know.”
“Where you scared” i teased him
“A little i knew you where a girl with pretty high standers from looking at you so i really didn't wanna fuck up” he said
“Nah you did perfect I think” I smiled and kissed him