Her List (CHRIS JERICHO)
VERY FIRST CHRIS JERICHO REQUEST (THANK YOU ANON)
Chris Jericho get in an argument with his girlfriend and tells her she made the list, much to her shock and disgust. So she makes her own list, then informs Chris he’s on it: FLUFF
“Chris, just stop you’re being stupid right now.” Y/N told her boyfriend, while walking away.
Her and Chris were in the middle of yet another one of their many arguments.
But don’t worry.
It wasn’t anything serious, none of their arguments really are.
Both Y/N and Chris both like to laugh them off at how stupid they were being.
If they even remembered what it was about.
“…Sometimes you make me wanna strangle you with your own scarf.” She added with a laugh.
But Chris didn’t laugh.
If anything he was ready to get even.
And he was gonna do that the best way he knew.
“Babe.” He called out to her.
He could hear a loud, dramatic and stretched out groan. “What Chris?” She asked stomping back into the room.
Chris smirked, leaving her confused until he reached over pulling out his clipboard and clicking his pin. “You just made the list.” He finished as he wrote her name with a spiteful laugh.
“No. You can’t do that.” Y/N protested going up to her boyfriend, trying to take the list from his hands as he held it up high. “You’re just being mean, now.”
She looked on as her boyfriend continued to laugh.
“This is what you get for wanting to strangle me with my scarf.” He replied, this time walking out of the room first.
That stupid fool. Y/N thought to herself, sitting down on a chair.
He puts me on the list?
His childish ass is lucky I don’t have a list.
“Hold up.” Y/N spoke aloud, but still to herself. “I should make my own list.” She said grinning to herself.
Y/N grinned to herself.
I’m a genius.
That night during dinner she decided she’d drop her bomb on her boyfriend Chris.
And just so happen, Chris unknowingly played right into her scheme.
“Y/N…” He started, trying to ease into the question he was about to ask. “You’re not still mad at me, are you?”
Y/N just smiled and shook her head.
“Chris we’re even.”
Chris, chuckled. “Oh babe, that’s great. We’re even.” He replied, repeating what his girlfriend had just said.
Then he suddenly stopped, soon realizing he didn’t know what she was talking about.
Why would they be even?
A frown formed on his face. “What are you talking about?” He finally asked outloud. “How would we be even?”
“Oh.” Y/N said, her smile getting bigger. “I forgot to tell you Chris, I made my own list–”
Chris jumped up from his seat. “You can’t have a list. It’s only one list per household.”
Y/N giggled sarcastically at her boyfriend’s outburst.
He can be so dramatic.
Maybe even more dramatic than me.
“Don’t worry Chris, my list is different.” She said also getting up, but to get her list. “Mines is a list of who’s not getting laid…” She paused for dramatics. “And you’re on it.”