AJ Styles - His hands would always fall on your cheek, running his thumb along your cheek as you woke up with the brisk cool air of the autumn making the small hairs stand up, AJ's hand warming them to lay flat again.

Dean Ambrose - His hands would always fall around your waist, carrying you around the house whenever you pleased, the little giggle you always let escape making his slavery all worthwhile.

Dolph Ziggler - His hands would always fall on your hips, tickling your sides whenever you didn't laugh at a joke. You'd kick out and squirm for him to stop, not being able to contain your laughter.

Enzo Amore - His hands would always fall just under your lips when the two of you went to Hooter's and a small piece of food sat in the corner of your mouth, Enzo saving you from the humiliation, wiping it away.

Finn Balor - His hands would always fall on your chin, bringing it up so that you were looking at him when you felt sad, his smile enough for you to feel better almost instantly, finished up with a peck on the lips.

Jeff Hardy - His hands would fall on your bum, the peachy shape of it moulding against his callous hands, squeezing it lightly when he didn't want you to leave him alone, bringing you back to him.

Randy Orton - His hands would always fall on your back, guiding you around and making sure that you always felt protected out in crowded places, knowing the guys would always stare at you.

Roman Reigns - His hands would always fall under your eyes, wiping away the slightest hint of tears, as he never wanted to see his baby girl cry, or just be sad for that matter, instantly making you feel happier again.

Sami Zayn - His hands would always fall on your shoulders, pushing you down when you went up on your tiptoes, standing taller than him. He hated it when you stood taller, him liking to be the bigger.

Seth Rollins - His hands would always fall on your boobs when the two of you would have lazy days, stretching out along with the rest of his body, his hands would fall there all the time, despite his accidental protests.

Shane McMahon - His hands would always fall behind your ear just after he tucked the stray few pieces of hair out of the way of your gorgeous eyes, lingering the cupping feeling on your face.

Tye Dillinger - His hands would always fall through your hair, his fingers parting the strands, running his hands through it, softening each piece one by one until it fell perfectly down your back.