Imagines & One shot Rhea Ripley

Request :Rhea x actress!reader

Reader is a semi-popular actress, and their relationship is not public. Rhea and reader are on a date in a private restaraunt when they are photographed by paparazzi. Articles and photos are circulating the next day.

Y/N sat at a small, round table in a dimly lit corner of one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city. She had chosen this spot specifically because it was private, hidden away from the bustling world outside. The walls were adorned with dark, rich tapestries and soft, golden light from overhead chandeliers illuminated the area, casting a romantic glow. She ran her fingers over the smooth surface of the table, her mind running through the events of the past week.

The life of a semi-popular actress was a whirlwind, always on the go, always under scrutiny. Yet, in these moments, when it was just her and Rhea, everything felt still.

Across from her, Rhea sat with her usual composed demeanor, but there was a warmth in her eyes that Y/N adored. Her black leather jacket was draped over the back of her chair, revealing her muscular arms that flexed as she moved to take a sip of her wine. Her presence always commanded attention, even in private moments.

Tonight was one of those rare, precious moments they managed to steal away from the world. No cameras. No fans. No distractions. Just the two of them, together.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" Y/N asked, breaking the silence that had settled between them. She leaned back in her chair, her lips curving into a small smile.

Rhea raised an eyebrow, her lips tugging up in return. "I thought we'd just enjoy dinner, not think too much about anything else."

Y/N nodded, her thoughts drifting to the quiet life they'd carved out together in this whirlwind world. They hadn't made their relationship public—too many people were watching, and the pressure was too much for both of them. Despite their closeness, they knew better than to let the media into their private world.

A waitress approached, setting their plates down before them with practiced ease. Y/N smiled at her in appreciation before turning back to Rhea, who had already picked up her fork.

"So, how's training going?" Y/N asked casually. It had become their routine to check in on each other's lives despite being from different worlds—Rhea, the unstoppable force in the wrestling ring, and Y/N, the up-and-coming actress navigating a sea of interviews and scripts.

"It's... exhausting," Rhea muttered, pushing her food around on the plate. "But you know me. I'll survive. How about you? Your latest project sounds big."

Y/N let out a small sigh. "It is. The press won't leave me alone about it. I just want to get through this shoot, and then I can breathe for a bit."

Rhea's eyes softened as she looked at her, leaning in slightly. "I get it. But you've got this. You've always had this, Y/N."