Neighbours No More

by Xenarocks99

Hey, re-posting this story cause I really want to finish it, sorry for being so indecisive. Summary: Sequel to Neighbours. John and Phil are now engaged. Follow the highs and lows in the next chapter of their lives. Rate M for sexual content, language. I do not own anything related to WWE except for this story.

1. Chapters 1 to 10

Well, after some time and thinking about this story, I decided to repost Neighbours No More. I know I came off a bit peeved the last time and went on a bit of a tantrum of "Nobody loves me!" But, I really want to finish this story and I want to share it with all of you. So, I'm posting the first ten chapters so that everyone can catch up and refresh their memories. I'll be posting the next ten later in the week or two.

Sorry for being a douche and I hope you guys are still interested. Thanks, Xrocks99

Chapter 1 – The Announcement

John opened his eyes slowly and turned his head off to the side, looking out the window. Light flurries could be seen and the large man smiled at how peaceful this day was. He smiled even wider when he felt the body close to him stir and kissed Phil lightly on the forehead.

"Good morning fiancé." John whispered.

The smaller man blinked a few times and looked straight at John. Phil's face beamed as he wrapped his arms tighter around the man's large chest.

"Hmmmm…good morning, fiancé." Phil blushed.

"So what would you like to do today?" John asked, propping himself up and leaning his back against the headboard.

"Can't we just lie in bed all day?"

"We could. Or we could make some breakfast first."

"Or…." Phil replied climbing on top of John and kissing him on the lips as he moved his hips slowly.

"Or….what, Philly?" John moaned.

Phil smiled deviously, sliding his body down till he was within eye contact of John's semi-hard dick. Sticking his tongue out, the smaller man flicked lightly along the tip all the while caressing John's large thighs. He heard a soft moan from above and continued with his light teasing for bit.

"Hmmmm….Phil…." John whimpered softly, closing his eyes and enjoying Phil's tongue on him. He felt the wetness slide along his length and moved his hips higher for more.

The smaller man smiled to himself, as he kept on licking John's hard cock. He reached the tip, kissed it gently then opened his mouth wide to take all of it in. A growl escaped John's lips from the feeling and instinctively placed his hand on Phil's head guiding him downward.

Phil bobbed his head slowly, his tongue dragging up and down the large vein before picking up the pace. He could feel his own erection growing and moved his hand lower between him and the sheets to take care of himself.

John let out ragged breaths, opening his eyes to see the sight before him. He heart pumped faster as he watched Phil's cheeks hollow out while sucking him off. Biting his lip, the large man could feel the tingles all over his body and knew he was getting close.

"Philly….I'm almost there…"

Phil stopped what he was doing, removing his mouth from John and quickly straddled the man's lap. He positioned his hole in front of John's leaking head and sat down slowly, moaning from the burning stretching it caused.

John tilted his head as far back he could as his dick impaled Phil's tight ass. He grabbed the man's hips, gently guiding him down until he was fully sheathed inside. After a few seconds, Phil began to bounce up and down, lightly at first but soon picked up the pace.

"Oh Phil…you feel so good…." John groaned, seeing Phil moved himself up and down on his hard shaft. He reached out and grabbed the back of the man's neck, bringing him close for a heated kiss while removing Phil's hand on his dick and replacing it with his own. The smaller man whimpered from the change and soon his hips moved faster and faster.

Both men were close. Their stomachs tightened and pretty soon they were screaming out their orgasms in unison.

Phil slid off of John, moving his body next to the large man and wrapped his arm around him. John smiled, satisfied from their lovemaking and leaned in close to kiss his fiancé on the lips.

"So are you hungry for breakfast now?"

Phil blushed at the question and nodded his head.

"Yup."

John hugged Phil tight before they both got up, putting on some robes and headed downstairs for some breakfast.

As John was getting out the eggs, Phil sat down on the table watching him.

"John sweetie?"

"Yeah?"

"When should we tell our friends about our engagement?"

John closed the refrigerator door and placed the eggs on the counter. He turned around to look at Phil and answered.

"Whenever you want to baby."

Phil pondered for a bit before he made his decision.

"Next weekend. I want to tell my sister and friends next weekend."

John's heart skipped a beat. He loved how Phil wanted everyone to know their engagement so soon.

"Of course. Is it okay if I invite Randy?"

"Yeah. I mean he is dating my sister. All our close friends should know this."

Phil got up and headed over to John. They wrapped their arms around one another and kissed each other softly.

"I love you babe."

"I love you to."

The following week, John and Phil invited their close friends over to a special lunch. There was Beth, Alicia, Kelly, Wade, Dolph, Jack, Eve and Randy. Everyone just finished their meal and were heading over to the living room to relax.

"So John, what this important news you wanna tell us? You're not gonna start body-building are you?" Wade asked.

John smiled at his friend.

"No, not body-building. Phil and I, we got something to say." Phil walked to John, reaching out to hold his hand as they stood in front of their friends.

"Well…what is it?"

"We're engaged!" John replied. All the girls screamed for joy, jumping up and down as they rushed to the couple. The guys waited for the ruckus and shook hands with each men.

"Congrats man. I knew you two would tie the knot." Dolph smiled at his boss and patted him on the back.

"Thanks guys. This is a huge step for us and we wanted our close friends and family to know. We love your support." Phil turned his head and locked eyes with John. They leaned in and kissed quickly.

"Ohhh….you guys are so cute! I can't believe you're getting married!" Eve exclaimed as tears started to form. Phil sighed at his sister at went over to give her a hug.

"Stop crying you big baby!" They joked around for a bit and went off to the side to talk privately.

John looked around the room and watched as everyone was laughing and having a good time. Everyone except for Randy. The man hasn't moved since John's announcement and it was making him slightly nervous. He walked over to the his best friend and sat down beside him.

"Hey…Randy buddy. You okay?" John asked softly.

The other man blinked a few times and turned his head to face his friend.

"Yeah…I'm cool."

"You did hear me say that I'm engage right? To Phil?"

Randy kept on looking at John, his face not showing any emotion.

"Yeah. I'm happy for you John. Kinda surprised though. I didn't think you were the marrying kind."

John smiled slightly.

"Yeah I know. But once you find someone that you love so deeply, everything changes. Don't worry, I'm sure your time will come. Maybe with Eve." The larger man nudged his friend in a joking manner.

"Maybe….Congratulations John. You're very lucky." Randy reached out and gave John a hug, doing his best to hold back the tears before letting go and getting up.

"I gotta use the bathroom. I'll be back in a bit." Randy quickly said before rushing upstairs and locking the door behind him.

He breathed out several times, grabbing his head with his hands as he paced the small room. He turned on the tap, splashing cold water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror.

He wasn't happy for John. He was angry.

'He should be with me! I'm gonna do everything in my power to make John realize who he should really be with.'

Randy stayed in the room a few more minutes, calming himself down before opening the door and joining the celebration downstairs.

Chapter 2 – The New Help

The next few weeks, things between John and Phil were fantastic. They would eat breakfast together, call each other at work during breaks and both would come home and help with the dinner. It soon became apparent that Phil was spending the majority of his time at John's house that they both decided it might a good idea to move in together.

"Eve, are you sure you're not upset with me not being here all the time?" Phil asked as he packed a box with his books and videos.

"Phil, it's not like you're moving to Russia. You'll be twenty feet away from me. And besides, if you and John are going to get married, you might as well get a head start on living together. I hope he doesn't mind your stinky socks lying all over the place."

"HEY! I don't have stinky socks!" Phil protested, grabbing a fresh pair and bringing them up to his nose. He scrunched his face up from the smell and hid them underneath the bed. Eve just laughed at his brother.

"I pray for John….I really do." Eve kept on laughing, running away from the room while Phil threw another pair of his socks at his sister.

Once he packed the box, he headed downstairs and out the door and walked over to his 'new' place with John. The other man was in the kitchen putting away the dishes so Phil helped himself inside.

"Hey, I think this is the last of it." Phil called over to his fiancé.

John walked over to the front door and grabbed the large box from Phil, kissing him quickly on the lips first.

"Okay, I'll put this upstairs. I made some supper for you so go on ahead to the kitchen and make yourself a plate." John smiled as he headed to their room.

Phil went over to the kitchen and got himself a plate of homemade lasagna, salad and garlic bread. A few moments later, John appeared and joined Phil.

"So….we're like roommates." Phil smiled.

"Yah, roommates that have sex with each other." John chuckled, dumping a large piece of lasagna on his plate.

"Can I be honest with you John?"

"Sure."

"Well, I've never really lived with any of my boyfriends, well you're the first one but you know what I mean. Anyway, are there any rules that I should know? Like wipe your shoes before you go in the house or make the bed before you leave?"

John laughed so hard he snorted out some of his drink.

"Phil, I'm not your mother. You don't need to make the bed or brush your teeth before bedtime. But if you like to know, I'm hoping our relationship can be 50/50. Like one night I wash the dishes, the next night you wash them. Stuff like that."

"Oh that's it? I can do that, no problem!" Phil smiled as he took a large bite from his meal.

"Good. Don't worry Phil. I'm not going to be overbearing. I just want us to be happy."

"Yah me to."

The following week, Phil's work was exceptionally busy. His days were full with back to back appointments, working on his returning and new clients. By the time 9 pm rolled around, he was so beat Phil was too tired to get up and lock the door.

It was a Saturday night and everyone was finishing up for the day. Dolph and Jack were cleaning up the back area while Phil was counting the cash with Kelly sweeping the front lobby.

"Umm…Phil? Can I talk to you in private?" Kelly asked.

"Yah okay." The smaller man finished his count and brought the register upstairs with Kelly following behind.

He opened the door to his office and allowed the blond to walk in front, heading towards the couch in the room. Phil sat down behind his desk and placed the cash on the table before looking over at Kelly.

"What's up?"

"Okay, well you know that I do some part-time modeling on the side right?"

"Yah, it's cool."

"Well, I've been offered a really good job. It pays well and I get to be on several national magazines."

"That's awesome! Good job Kelly."

The blond girl smiled nervously at Phil before continuing.

"There's just one problem."

"What is it?"

"I'll be travelling…quite a bit…overseas. I don't know if I can keep this job and continue modeling…."

Phil nodded his head. He knew what was gonna come next.

"Okay so….you're telling me…?"

"I'm sorry Phil. This is my dream! You know I've always wanted to be a top model and this is a great opportunity."

Phil sighed. He looked over at Kelly's wide eyes and knew this is what the girl wanted.

"I'm not mad Kelly. I knew you would always do better than be some cashier at a tattoo parlour. I'm happy for you."

The girl stood up and rushed over to give Phil a big hug.

"Oh I was so scared you would get mad at me! Thank you Phil, Thank you!" Kelly started to cry, still holding onto Phil tight.

"Kelly! I can't breathe!"

The woman let go and smiled down at the smaller man.

"So when does this start?"

"Ummm…in a few days. But I need to leave…tomorrow…"

"You're leaving tomorrow? So soon." Phil frowned at the sudden news.

"I know. I just got the call yesterday. They needed someone quickly and I couldn't refuse."

"Okay. Well, I think we should celebrate! Come on. All four of us are gonna go out and have fun!" Phil exclaimed, standing up and opening the office door.

"Thanks Phil. I'm glad I go to know you. You're a great guy." Kelly whispered, giving Phil a small hug. The tattooed man smiled and hugged her back.

"Don't worry Kelly. You'll do great. I know you will."

Both of them hugged each other for a moment longer before letting go and heading downstairs to celebrate the news.

One week has passed since Kelly's departure and Phil still hasn't found anyone to fill her spot. Not that it was a hard job to do. You answer phones, greet clients, handle cash and credit and deliver some small talk, no biggie. But lately, most of the people coming in were just a bunch of hack jobs. They either looked like porn stars or homeless people and asking them simple questions like work history was a joke in itself.

What was even harder was the fact that Phil was doing the front end and the tattooing. His mind was beginning to go nuts and he felt it was going to explode soon if he didn't find someone quick.

Phil was currently in the back working on a design for a repeat customer when he heard the ringing of the bell from the front door.

"Excuse me." Phil said and got up to see who was there.

"Yes?"

"Hi, you have a help wanted sign on the door and I just wanted to hand you my resume." The girl smiled holding out her hand with the manila folder towards Phil. The man took it and placed on the counter.

"Would it be possible if you could stay for a bit for a quick interview? I'm almost done with my client. Should be another 10 minutes."

"Okay."

Phil smiled as he hurriedly went to the back to finish the design. 10 minutes later he was done. Phil opened the door for his client and thanked him for his service. He then turned his attention to the petite woman on the other side of the room who was smiling at him sweetly. Scratching his head, he took the folder and grabbed the resume that was inside.

"Thanks for waiting. I just really need some help right now and figure it would save time to talk to you now."

"Oh. No problem." The woman said.

"Okay, well I'm just scanning over your resume and looks like you have a lot of experience in the customer service part so working the register shouldn't be a problem for you. What about tattoos? Have you ever worked in a tattoo shop?"

"No I haven't but I did work briefly for a piercing place. It was right beside a tattoo parlour and I got to know the people who worked there as well. They were really nice."

"I see…are you good with people?"

"Oh yes! I love helping people and talking with them."

"Nice. Do you have any hobbies?"

"Well, I like to read comics. I practically live at the comic book store…."

'Hmmm…comics…'

"…Plus I like to create stuff. Like t-shirts and bows for hair. I'm very passionate about my hobbies." The woman tilted her head off to the side and gave Phil a wide smile. The man couldn't help but smile back at the girl. There was something about her that made Phil feel….happy. He snapped out of his thoughts and continued on with the conversation.

"Okay, well, you seem to have enough cash experience. Working at a tattoo shop is just like any other place. You seem to be smart and outgoing and that's what I need right now. Would you like the job?"

The woman clapped her hands together and her eyes went wide.

"Really?! I have the job?"

"Yah. Could you start on Monday?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I can start right away!"

Phil smiled at the girl's enthusiasm and a part of him was a little taken back.

'She's seems pretty excited!'

After a few moments of calming down, Phil went over the woman and shook her hand.

"Thank you sir. You don't know how much I need this job."

"No worries. And please, call me Phil."

"Okay…Phil."

"I didn't catch your name."

"AJ. You can call me AJ."

"Okay, AJ. Welcome aboard and see you on Monday."

"Yes, of course!" AJ replied. She smiled at Phil one more time before opening the door and skipping away.

'What a sweet girl.'

Phil thought.

Chapter 3 – Worlds are Colliding

A few weeks go by and both men were extremely busy with work. John having been assistant manager at the gym is also doing double duty as a trainer. And with the Christmas holidays gone and many customers coming back to fulfill their resolutions of getting rid of those extra 5, 10 or more pounds, the large man's daily schedule was non-stop. Phil was also busy at work. Juggling the returning students from break and also new customers as well as training AJ, he was becoming tired and cranky by the time the day was done. And the small time that they did have together wasn't filled with sweet kisses or relaxing. Most of the time, they were arguing or snapping at one another; mostly about petty things like who's turn was it to wash the dishes or clean the bathroom or taking out the trash. It seemed that their world of fun and love ended so fast they wondered if they could survive the stress that was building up every day.

It was a Sunday morning, the only day that both men had off and John begrudgingly got out of bed to make breakfast. He really didn't want to but knowing Phil and his expectations, the large man figure making something fast and quick would be sufficient.

John went down the stairs slowly, yawning halfway and went into the kitchen. He sighed loudly as he looked at the pile of dirty dishes in the sink.

'Damn it! It was his turn to wash them last night!' John thought angrily. But instead of going back up and waking the guy, he figure doing it himself would get them done faster.

John turned on the tap and started scrubbing the dried food off the plates and pans, grumbling how Phil hasn't done the dishes since his move in. After ten minutes, everything was clean and John started on making some breakfast. He grabbed a clean pan, placing it on the stove and put the setting on high before going into the cupboard to grab the pancake mix.

As he was mixing the ingredients he heard a loud pop beside him. John turned and saw the pan now split in half.

"UGH! Perfect, this was my best one!" John yelled at no one in particular and threw the ruined pan in the trash. He looked at the mix and threw that in the trash as well.

'I don't care. He's getting cereal and that's it!'

John stomped over to the cereal shelf and grabbed a box and some milk from the fridge. He then put a fresh pot of coffee on and was about to go up to get Phil when the man entered the kitchen.

"AHHHH! Good morning. Man I slept great!" Phil said smiling.

"Pffft! Of course you did. You took half the covers! I was freezing." John said in a curt tone.

"What the hell is your problem?"

"Nothing. Here, I made some breakfast." John said, waving to the table where the cereal was. Phil looked in the direction and frowned.

"I thought you were making pancakes?"

John breathed out several times, trying to calm himself down before responding.

"I was but then the pan broke in half. So its cereal and coffee." John said through clenched teeth.

"I kept telling you to buy a new pan. I knew that one was gonna break."

"And what the hell would you know? It's not like you ever cook or wash the dishes?!" John yelled back.

"Christ John. Relax! I'll do the dishes today, I promise."

"Yah, that's what you've been saying since you moved in. But haven't! I always end up doing it. Not to mention the cooking and cleaning and everything else. All you do and go to work and come home and watch TV."

"Well that's because I have a business to run! I can't just be flitting around at a gym all day checking out my pecks!"

Their heated conversation grew even louder, throwing accusations and insults at one another. They were so busy yelling that it took them a while to notice the phone was ringing.

"Just shut it Phil! I have to get the phone." John stalked past the smaller man and went into the other room where the phone was. He picked it up and asked who was calling.

"Hey it's me." It was Randy.

"Hey Ran, how's it going?" John asked, completely forgetting the argument he was having with Phil.

"Oh nothing much. But I was wondering if I could ask you something…."

"UH, Hello! We were having a conversation!" Phil interrupted. He stared at John for a minute until the large man gave up.

"I gotta call you back Randy, something came up." John said and hung up the phone.

"What? What do you want now Phil."

"What the hell is Randy calling you? He always calls here!"

"Well that's because he's my friend. We've been through this Phil. I don't want to have another argument about it."

"I'm not arguing! I just want to know if Randy wants to talk to something he can call…gee I don't know…his girlfriend! You know my sister, the one that lives next door!"

"Well maybe he tried and she's out working. Why do we keep talking about this?"

"I just find it odd that this guy who's supposed to be with my sister calls you more than her. It's like…like he's in love with you!"

"Oh please! We're best friends and we've been through a lot. You know this."

"Yah well I think he wants to be more than just your friend. I've seen the way he looks at you! It's like he's undressing you with his eyes or something. And the times when he comes by to visit, he spends half of it with you more than Eve!"

John closed his eyes while he allowed Phil to ramble on and one about Randy. When the yelling was done, he opened his eyes slowing and looked at the smaller man.

"I don't want to talk about this anymore Phil. I'm tired, please." John pleaded.

"Christ fine! Just ignore it like always." Phil then rushed to the front door and grabbed his coat.

"Where are you going?"

"To have pancakes!" Phil replied and slammed the door, leaving John alone.

John was tired. He was tired of arguing with his finance. He wished things were better like before. Maybe after the rush of clients was over, things would be, but John wasn't so sure. He wallowed in his own pity for a while until the phone rang again.

"Hello?"

"Sorry, me again." Randy replied.

John smiled softly and did his best sound happy.

"No problem. I just had to deal with something before."

"Was it Phil?"

"No."

"Don't lie to me John. I know just by listening you guys had some fight. Seems like that's been happening a lot lately."

"Yah well, it was no big deal. Just the same old shit. I think we're both stressed out at work that we bring our frustrations at home. Hopefully it was ease up soon."

"Hmmm…but what if it doesn't?"

"Sure it will Randy. Why wouldn't it?"

"I'm just saying if it's like this now, how are things going to be when you two do get married. With the conversations we've had before John it doesn't look like Phil appreciates you and what you do."

John let Randy's talk sink in. What if he was right? What if Phil doesn't appreciate him? What if things do get worse before they get better?"

After a moment of silence, Randy spoke up again.

"Sorry John for putting that in your head. I just care about you and wish you the best is all."

"I know. But I really do think things will be better in the next couple of weeks. Anyway, I'm kinda tired and was hoping to get some sleep for a few hours. You don't mind if we talk later right?"

"Hey, no problem. Just give me a call and John, I'll always be there for you." Randy said.

"Thanks man you're the best."

Both men said their good-byes and hung up the phone. Randy stretched his arms out and stared at the wall for a few minutes until a smile formed on his face, thinking this was going to be a lot easier than planned.

Phil drove around town, letting his anger out by weaving in and out of the traffic. He hated arguing with John over stupid shit like that but it seemed their conversations lately was nothing but arguing.

'It's just stress. Things will get better.' He thought to himself.

The smaller man kept on driving until he could feel his stomach rumbling and decided to stop over at his favourite diner for some breakfast. He parked the car and walked into the place, saying hi to the owner and sat down by the window.

He smiled when the owner's wife walked up to him.

"Hey Phil. What'll be today."

"Oh your breakfast special and some coffee."

"No problem love."

"Thanks." Phil replied and smiled.

He looked out the window watching the people walk by and thought about John. He really should help around the house but his time was always filled with work. By the time he did get home he had no energy to wash dishes or vacuum. All he wanted to do was sit, eat and sleep. His mind kept on wandering until he heard a familiar voice. He turned and saw AJ standing over him.

"Hey you. I didn't think I'll see on my day off." AJ replied smiling.

"Oh hey. Yah, I was hungry and needed some food. Care to join me?"

"Sure!" The girl took a seat across from Phil and checked out the menu.

"The breakfast special is really good. The bacon is awesome!" Phil suggested.

"Hmmm…well I don't really eat meat. I'm a vegan."

"Really?"

"Well, my boyfriend is and when I met him he was going on about the plight of animals and how they suffer and blah blah. I figure to make him happy I just won't eat meat. I don't mind it, but sometimes I do miss a burger."

Phil smiled as he leaned back in his chair.

"Really? You should dump that loser and date someone who enjoys eating dead animals!"

AJ laughed out loud, tilting her head back which made some patrons turn to look at her cautiously.

"OH Phil! You're so funny!"

The smaller man and blushed slightly at her comment. They talked for a few more moments until the waitress came with Phil's food. AJ then ordered a vegan meal and watched Phil eat.

"You're looking at me like you want a piece of my bacon?"

"I do want a piece but not the bacon." AJ winked, flipping her hair flirtatiously. Phil couldn't believe it! A chick was flirting with him. This made no sense since AJ knew he was gay and engaged but a part of him kinda liked it.

"Yah well, my answer is no and no. I don't swing that way sweetheart."

"Well you could've fooled me."

"What?"

"I don't know. You don't look gay, but then I don't know what you're supposed to look like. You're just so nice and friendly and I see the way the female customers look at you. You know they're imagining all these dirty things about you…"

Phil blushed again doing his best to hide from the AJ.

"Ohhhh, you're just saying that! They know I'm not into that."

"But you were…once, right?"

AJ was right. Before John came into the picture, Phil dated only girls. Sure a part of him felt it wasn't right but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy their company. Feeling the heat rising again on his face, Phil quickly dodged the question.

"Okay change of subject! What are you doing downtown?"

"Well, I'm going to the comic book store. I wanna get the latest Batman comic."

"Really? I didn't think you were into Batman. I thought you were more an anime type of chick."

"Yah I like those but I love Batman. He's like the best superhero ever. More like an anti-hero really if you think about it. Did you wanna come with?"

"After breakfast? Sure why not?"

Phil smiled back and continued with his eating. A few minutes later AJ had her meal and they both ate in silence for the majority of the time.

When both were done, Phil paid and they left the diner, walking towards his car.

"Now Phil, I have to warn you when I go into a comic book store I get kinda enthusiastic looking at the new stuff. Some might say I go a bit crazy."

"I know the feeling. And don't worry about going crazy. I kinda dig crazy chicks anyway." Phil said smiling, as they both drove off to get the latest comic.

Chapter 4 - Apologies

Phil wasn't feeling particular happy when he went into the comic store with AJ. Usually if he was in there, he would be bouncing up the walls, checking out the latest comics and chatting with the help. But today, no matter how much AJ would try to cheer him up, Phil kept on thinking about John and their fight from the morning. He felt guilty for talking trash about John and his work. He knew John was proud of being an assistant manager at the gym and Phil was too. But John didn't know what it was like to own a business, to have to look after inventory and expenses and having to make those tough decisions of letting someone go. But it wasn't an excuse and Phil knew that. He knew he had to go back and apologize to John for what he said.

The smaller man sighed as he flipped through the various comics in the bin. He looked up and saw AJ, gazing wildly at a Japanese comic and smiled a little. She was being so nice to him and it felt good to talk to someone about comics in the tattoo shop. A small of part of him wondered if John never came around if him and AJ would be together. But that was a silly thought. Phil liked AJ but not in that way and plus he had John. Nice, sweet, sexy John to come home to. What guy wouldn't like that? Phil continued to go through the comics when AJ finally came over to him.

"Hey you. You look sad. Is something wrong?" The girl asked sweetly.

"Well, nothing major. It's just me and John had a fight this morning. That's why you saw me at the diner. I left him at home."

"Oh, I'm sorry sweetie? What was the fight about?"

Phil hung his head low and shrugged his shoulders as he recalled the start of the whole thing.

"Well at first it was me not doing enough around the house. I told him I was busy at work and all and said some mean things to him about his work and stuff. Then we argued about his friend Randy. You know the one who is dating my sister?"

AJ stepped up closer to Phil, wrapping her small arm around the man.

"I know honey. Did you wanna leave here and come to my place to talk about it? Daniel won't be back from work until later this evening. We can watch some action movies and read up on comics and…stuff."

Phil turned his head to look down at AJ's innocent face. Her smile glowed and those big brown doe eyes of hers were so loving. Phil then remembered how she was flirting with him when they had breakfast and quickly realized how close they actually were. He swiftly moved a few steps back from her embrace.

"Uhhhh…no. That's okay. I really should get going AJ. Thanks for inviting me here and keeping me company. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"

Without waiting for a response, Phil turned around quickly and headed out the door as he rushed back home to John.

A few hours went by before John realized that Phil wasn't going to come home anytime soon. He stared back at the TV screen, not really paying attention to what was on as his mind went back to earlier that morning. He knew Phil was busy at work, he always was. But undermining what he did for a living made John so mad. He worked really hard to get where he was at. It's not like he had any family support for it, unlike Phil. His thoughts also went back to their conversation about Randy. John didn't understand why Phil was so adamant on Randy being in love with him. It made no sense to John. They guy was a ladies man!

'Maybe I should talk to Randy about this or possibly Eve…' John thought as he slumped his shoulders and kept on staring at the screen.

Another hour passed and John decided to go upstairs for some rest. It hasn't been a great day off and he needed to relax a bit before going back to work tomorrow. He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, making sure the water was nice and warm. He peeled off his clothes and climbed in, letting out a deep sigh as the warm spray hit his skin. He stood there on the spot for a while, just allowing the warm water to wash over his body allowing the muscles to relax. His meditation was cut short when he felt a pair of hands wrap around his middle.

"Hi John."

"Hey Phil."

Both men didn't say much, the silence growing by the second. After about a minute Phil spoke up, still holding onto John tight.

"I'm sorry for this morning. I know I said some mean things to you and I didn't mean it. It was just the heat of the moment. I promise from now on, I'll help around the house. Washing dishes, vacuuming, laundry. And If I slack off you can hit me on the side of the head. Please John….Please forgive me."

John swallowed hard, trying to supress the lump in his throat. He turned around and faced his lover. Phil was wet from the water, his naked form glistening. John knew he couldn't stay mad at Phil for long. It was too hard to resist that sweet face and body of his.

"Well if I forgive you, then you'll have to forgive me. I'm sorry if I'm anal about the housework. I just like a nice neat home. I know you're busy at work but so am I. I would really appreciate it if you could help me."

"I will. I won't let you down John."

Both men smiled as they leaned in closer for a quick kiss before John spoke up again.

"And one more thing."

"What baby?"

"I don't want you to talk about Randy anymore. I know you guys are not the best of friends but it really hurts knowing my finance and best friend don't like each other. If it will ease your mind, I'll have a talk with Randy and see what is up with him. But I don't want to hear any more from you, okay?"

Phil looked down, thinking about what John just said. He lifted his head up and smiled.

"Okay. I won't talk about Randy anymore. So…are we good then?"

"Yah we're good." John smiled, stepping closer to his boyfriend and placed another kiss on those sweet lips. The kiss soon became heated as John gently moved Phil towards the tiled wall, pinning him against it. A small moan escaped the smaller man's mouth before John let go, his lips only a few centimeters away.

"Hmmm…as much as I hate arguing with you, do you know what I like afterwards Philly?"

"Whhhat?"

"Making up." John whispered softly before claiming those lips again, grinding his hips against Phil's. The smaller man moaned again, this time moving his hips with John's as their cocks glided against each other. Phil opened his mouth, allowing John to plunge his tongue inside as he wrapped his arms around the man's neck. They kissed for a very long time, enjoying the physical contact and warm water engulfing their bodies. Soon the need for air became unbearable and they both broke apart, a red flush rising on their faces.

John stared at Phil's face. He stroked one side of it before allowing his hand to trail down further till it reached the man's abs. Phil stood still, his breathing coming out in short gasps as he felt John's fingertips make a trail down further till it stopped just above the hipbone. The larger man smirked, gave Phil a quick kiss on the lips before lowering himself on his knees. When John was at eye level with Phil's cock, he looked up and showed off his dimple smile before opening his mouth and taking all of it in. The smaller man moaned out still making eye contact with John as he tried desperately to grab onto the wall for support.

John started out slow, using his tongue to trail along the vein before going back down again. He took his one hand and started to cup Phil's balls, rolling them gently, loving how the smooth skin and water felt between his fingers. He heard another moan from above and smiled to himself. He loved satisfying his fiancé. John would do anything for Phil and he knew Phil would do anything for him. With his other hand, John slowly brought it up behind Phil's ass, taking his middle finger and guiding it towards the man's hole. When he breached the entrance, Phil let out a slutty scream, his hips jerking forward as the muscle clenched tight around John's finger.

John picked up the pace then. He pumped his digit faster while sucking him off at the same time. The sounds coming out of Phil's mouth from the change made John hard in an instant and pretty soon he was rubbing himself along Phil's calf.

"Oh…OH….JJJJohn….Fuck! I'm so close!" Phil managed to warn his fiancé letting out another moan in the process. John quickly took out his finger and let go of Phil's hard cock with a pop. He stood up and faced Phil before grabbing the man's face and kissing him roughly. Driving his tongue again into Phil's willing mouth. Cupping Phil's ass, he lifted the man up, allowing Phil to wrap his legs around John's waist. John let go of their kiss and looked into those green eyes. Phil only nodded and held his breath for what was to come.

The water being the natural lubricant, John gently guided his dick into Phil's willing hole. He stopped when he was fully inside, both men breathing out as John started to move his hips up while Phil moved his down. Clasping onto John's neck, Phil rested his forehead on the man's shoulder, his moans becoming louder and louder with every thrust. John started out slow, wanting to enjoy the feeling of being inside of Phil but soon the urge to pump faster and faster was too great. Soon, John was snapping his hips up to a brutal pace, squeezing onto Phil's ass so tight he wouldn't be surprised if there were bruises the next day.

John pumped faster and faster, their moans of desire surrounding the steam-filled bathroom as he took Phil's cock and stroked it at the same pace. The smaller man screamed and upon instinct bit hard onto John's shoulder, making him growl with lust as he drove himself faster into Phil's tight channel. Phil could feel his cock tingle with anticipation as the tightening filling his stomach was growing.

"John….I….." But before he could warn John, Phil spilled his seed all over his hand and stomach. John soon followed, the clenching of muscle suffocating his cock as he came deep inside his fiancé.

Both men stayed in each other's arms afterwards for a few more minutes just enjoying the sexual high from their little bathroom break before John finally pulled out. They turned off the shower and dried each other off, wrapping a towel around their waists.

"So what do you wanna do now?" Phil asked as a cute blush formed on his face.

John smiled, he grabbed the man's hand and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

"Let's just stay in bed. I don't wanna do anything else but hold you for the rest of the day."

They both climbed into bed, pulling the covers up to their chins as they held onto each other for the rest of the afternoon, the memory of their fight melting away with each passing second.

Chapter 5 – Romantic Dinner Bust

Since their little talk a few weeks back, Phil kept his promise of helping around the house. He would wash the dishes; take out the trash, put laundry away and even shovelled the driveway when a storm hit the city. John loved it. He was glad that Phil came around to help him. That meant their relationship was more than just being together. It was a partnership. They were a team. Phil also didn't mind either. He was actually starting to enjoy some of the chores and would even go out of his way to make sure they were done before he left for work, even if it meant being late for a few minutes. But that didn't matter to him. All that mattered was to make John happy and by the way the larger man would smile and be more affectionate, Phil had a feeling that John was very, very happy.

However, Phil felt like he could be doing more. Not just cleaning and putting things away. He wanted John to know how special he was to him. The smaller man contemplated what else he could do when John walked in the kitchen.

"Morning babe." The larger man said and kissed Phil briefly on the lips before getting some coffee. Phil smiled as he watched John grab his cup and sat down across from him.

"Hey morning."

"So when do you gotta be at work?"

"Well I have a morning appointment so I should get there soon. When are you done at the gym?"

"My shift ends around 7pm. Hey, did you wanna go to a movie tonight? Or maybe we can just order a pizza and chill." John asked taking a small sip from his coffee cup.

"Either one is fine." Phil said. He checked his watched and noticed the time and quickly got up to put his cup away.

"Sorry John, I gotta go or I'll be late. We'll figure something out to do tonight okay?" The smaller man then went over and kissed John on the lips before heading out the door.

'What to do tonight?' Phil thought randomly as he drove to the parlour. It then dawned on him. Something that he knew John would love and appreciate. Phil just hoped he wouldn't screw it up.

Phil was searching frantically on the web for what he needed tonight. A part of him thought that maybe he shouldn't bother and just decide on a movie instead but he really, really, really wanted to do this. He knew it would mean a lot to John for all the things he's done for him. The smaller man huffed in frustration as he searched the website. He was so engrossed in what he was doing he didn't notice AJ walking up behind him.

"Hi there!"

"AHHH! Jesus AJ. You scared me." Phil exclaimed turning around to see the petite girl smiling at him.

"Oops. I'm sorry. What are you doing anyway? You've been up here for almost an hour."

"I…well….ummm….I kinda wanna do something nice for John. But I don't know if I should."

"Really? Like what?"

Phil breathed out and smiled nervously at AJ.

"I want to cook dinner for him."

The girl stared blankly at Phil, not saying a word.

"Ummm…AJ?"

"I'm sorry, why would you not want to do that?"

"Cause I suck at cooking! I tried to make breakfast one time for John and I totally fucked it up! I don't want to do that again. I just…I just want him to know how much I care." Phil slumped his shoulders, scrolling through the recipe website trying to find something to make. AJ's face beamed at how Phil was so sweet and loving towards John. She wished her boyfriend was like that sometimes. Grabbing a chair, the girl sat down beside Phil closely.

"Phil, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself. Cooking isn't for everyone. You just need to practice at it and eventually you'll be a pro."

Phil looked over at the smaller woman. She smiled her warm smile which made Phil feel better about himself.

"You think so?"

"Of course I do. How about we look through the site and find something that's simple yet delicious at the same time." AJ then placed her hand on top of Phil's and guided the mouse along the links.

"How about that one?" AJ asked.

Phil looked at the screen and smiled.

"Yah! I can make that. Plus I think that's John's favourite meal."

"Really? Pot roast?"

"I think so. I remember him saying how his mom used to make a really good pot roast when he was younger. Maybe he'll enjoy it."

"Then pot roast it is. Do you have any of the ingredients?"

"Uhhh…no…at least I don't think so."

"Well print this recipe out and we can go to the store and buy the stuff you need."

Phil smiled and gave AJ a quick hug.

"Thanks AJ! You're really cool, you know that?" The smaller girl wrapped her arms around Phil, taking a deep breath of his cologne. She closed her eyes and pretended Phil was her boyfriend making supper for her for a change. Her brief daydream though abruptly ended when Phil let go and got up.

"Come on. We should go to the store before it closes."

AJ smiled softly, disappointed that her dream had to end.

Phil grabbed the bag of groceries and walked out of the store with AJ beside him. He was so happy and confident that he could make this happen. Plus the fact that AJ gave him a few pointers also helped. They climbed into the car and drove back to the parlour, Phil having a large smile on his face.

"I'm so excited for this! You probably think I'm nuts but you don't know how nervous I am. Thanks AJ for helping out too. I would have been a total wreck if had to go in there by myself."

AJ sighed and forced a smile on her face.

"Oh, it's okay. I'm glad I could help….it's…it's great that you're doing something sweet for John. Sometimes I wish Daniel would cook for me."

"Isn't he a chef?"

"Yes but he not's into cooking at home. He says he has to do it at work that he doesn't have the energy to cook for me." AJ then burst into tears as Phil looked on awkwardly.

"Uhhh…hey, it's okay. I'm sure he does other things to keep you happy."

AJ then wailed in despair, hiding her face in her hands as Phil tried desperately to think of something nice to say.

"I'm…I'm sorry Phil for my outburst. Just seeing you so excited and loving….Daniel doesn't really do that for me…"

"Oh…."

The two then drove in silence for a few minutes until they reached the parlour. Phil quickly got out and went over to get the door for AJ who was still crying. She thanked him and walked into the tattoo shop and slowly sat down behind the counter. Phil didn't know what to do. He really wanted to get home and make this dinner but a part of him wanted to make sure that AJ was okay. After a few minutes of going back and forth, the smaller man walked towards the door and went inside.

"Are you okay AJ? Did you want me to keep you company until we close?"

The smaller girl shook her head, grabbing a Kleenex to wipe her eyes.

"No…no. You go and enjoy your dinner with John." She then looked over at Phil and gave him her best puppy dog eyes. Phil's heart broke at the sight and went into the back to make some coffee.

"Hey, I'm going to make a fresh pot and we can hang for bit. I'll close the shop early to."

AJ batted her eyelashes at Phil as a smile creeped up on her face. The smaller man smiled back, taking a seat next to her and kept her company for the next half hour.

Phil raced home, weaving in and out of the Chicago traffic. He should have left earlier. He wanted to but seeing AJ so distraught he had to comfort the poor girl. They had some coffee and chatted for bit about jobs, sports, relationships, love and other things to pass the time. Eventually AJ felt better and thanked Phil for keeping her company.

"Hey, no problem. It's the least I could do after how you helped out me today."

"Well thanks again Phil. It means a lot. And good luck with your dinner. I want to know all about it on Monday."

The two embraced briefly as they prepared to close the shop. Phil then drove AJ to the nearest subway station before speeding away toward his house. His stomach was a bundle of nerves. He looked at the clock and noticed he had at least 45 minutes to start preparing the meal. Phil breathed in and out several times reminding himself that it doesn't have to be perfect and it's the thought that counts the most.

He reached John's house and parked the car. Phil grabbed the groceries and opened the door to find John and Randy in the living room. Shocked, Phil quickly smiled that the two men.

"Uhhhh…hey…I thought you were done at 7?"

"I thought so too but my last client never showed up. So Wade told me to head on home. When I got here, Randy just pulled in. Your sister is still working and figured we would hang for bit." John smiled as he got up and hugged Phil closely.

"Please be nice." The larger man whispered before kissing him softly on the cheek.

Phil clenched his teeth and allowed his best behaviour to come out.

"Well, glad you're here Randy. It's been too long." Phil lied.

The other man smiled warmly at Phil before getting up and walking towards him.

"Thanks man. What are those, groceries?"

"Oh yeah…."

"Well I can take them. I'm going into the kitchen anyway. I need to check on the food." Randy replied as he reached for the plastic bags. Phil held onto to them tightly a questioning look on his face.

"Food? You made dinner? For John?"

"For all three of us babe." The larger man said.

Phil walked into the kitchen, a look of defeat on his face. Randy went to the oven and looked inside.

"Just a couple more minutes I think. Then we'll have the tastiest pot roast ever made!"

"You made pot roast?" Phil asked softly, choking back tears.

"Yup. You gotta thank John though. I remember him making it back in Florida. Your favourite meal since you were a kid right John buddy?"

"Of course. I had to teach this guy how to make it though. Took a few tries and a lot of burnt pots but eventually he got it." John smiled at his best friend as he went over to get some plates and utensils.

Phil felt like screaming but he didn't. Instead he shoved his groceries inside the fridge and walked slowly over to the table. A couple minutes went by and the pot roast was done.

Randy sliced a piece for all three men and dug into the meal. Phil looked over at John taking a bit and frowned.

'Please taste like sawdust.' Phil thought as he cut a piece and shoved it in his mouth. His heart sunk even further when it didn't taste like sawdust. It was the most delicious tasting pot roast Phil has had in his whole life.

Throughout the meal, Phil kept silent as he listened to Randy and John talk about random things. He noticed how Randy would smile and touch John's arm almost stroking it while John would laugh and smile back.

They were completely oblivious to the fact that Phil was there and they didn't even bother asking him any questions about his day. After, they put away their plates and headed for the living room with Phil lagging behind. The smaller man looked on as Randy made himself comfortable beside John, a seat usually reserved for him but he didn't say anything. He couldn't. Phil promised John not to talk about Randy anymore.

Feeling like crap, Phil excused himself, telling them he was tired and went upstairs. He slowly climbed the stairs glancing down to see the two engrossed in a movie. A tear fell down Phil's cheek, his surprise dinner being a total bust and went into the bedroom, crying his eyes out.

Chapter 6 – Lunchtime

Phil opened his eyes as he let out a yawn from his slumber. He stretched his arms over his head until they rested next to the man beside him. His fiancé, John. The smaller man looked over and smiled at John's sleeping face. It was so cute and peaceful. But the smile soon faded when he remembered what happened last night. A tear escaped his eye and he wiped it away quickly as frustration and anger was boiling up. Out of all the nights he wanted to cook something, Randy the asshole best friend had to one up him. And John just didn't care. But how would he have known? It's not like Phil told the guy he would be making anything.

Sighing loudly, he got up slowly making sure not to disturb John and put on some clothes before heading down into the kitchen. He made a fresh pot of coffee and started scrubbing away on the dirty dishes that were left from the night before. Ten minutes later John came downstairs, wrapping his arms and body behind Phil's and kissed him gently on the nape of the neck.

"Morning babe." John whispered sensually. A shiver ran up Phil's spine but he was still annoyed so just shook off John and walked quickly to the fridge.

"I made some coffee." Phil replied, settling himself down by the kitchen table and started reading the paper, ignoring John's concerned face.

"Is something wrong Phil?"

"No why would anything be wrong." The smaller man kept on reading the paper, not making eye contact whatsoever. Sensing that Phil was lying, John took a seat next to his fiancé and reached for the man's hand.

"Philly, something is wrong. I can feel it. Did something happen at work?"

Phil looked up at John's blue eyes but he didn't waver.

"No, everything was fine."

John looked on. He knew what the problem was. He just didn't want to bring it up first thing in the morning but he really didn't have much choice.

"It's Randy right? Listen, I'm sorry that he kinda spoiled our night together but you know he was…"

"Yah I know, he was visiting my sister but she was working so decided to keep you company and make an awesome dinner. Then you guys hung out while I went upstairs alone. You didn't even bother coming up to say good-night John. And when we were eating, you guys completely ignored me. It wasn't fun. I felt like a third wheel…" Phil hung his head low in sadness. John frowned, feeling guilty that he was so engrossed with Randy and their conversation that he forgot to involve his own husband to be. The larger man moved a bit closer, wrapping his arm around Phil.

"I'm sorry. Believe me I was shocked when he knocked on the door and to be honest a little annoyed at his surprise visit. I didn't think he would stay that long let alone make supper. Please don't be mad. I promise I'll make it up to you."

Phil sighed loudly, getting up to put his cup in the sink. He turned around to see John concerned and little scared.

"Relax John. I'm not gonna blow up or anything. But you do get what I mean about the guy showing up all the time. I know he's your friend, I get that but I'm going to be to your husband soon. I would think that I matter a little bit in your life."

"Oh baby! You do. Listen, I'll talk to Randy about his visits, maybe he can tone it down or just see Eve when he's here. Just please don't yell. I don't like it when you yell at me." John pouted, making Phil smile a little.

"Oh John boy. You do know how to make my heart melt. I'm not going to yell but I'm still pissed."

"Pissed? At what? Was there anything else that bothered you?"

Should Phil tell John about his surprise dinner? He didn't want the guy to feel more guilty than he already was. Biting his lip, Phil responded quickly.

"Don't worry about it. It will pass. Now, what are we going to do for the rest of the day? We can hang here or catch a movie or go downtown..."

"Um…maybe we can have lunch…somewhere…"

"Sure John. Where would you like to go?"

The larger man nervously darted his eyes, putting on a fake smile. Phil saw the change and knew what he was going to say.

"UGH! We're having lunch with Randy aren't we?"

"And Eve! He asked last night and I didn't think it would be a big deal. I can call them up and tell them we won't go if you like." John said, running towards the phone to make the call.

"No…no it's okay. We can have lunch with them. At least my sister will be there so I'll have someone to talk to." With that comeback, Phil went upstairs, still annoyed and even more so now that he had to fake his way with a lunch with the one guy he can't stand. All because he's in love with John.

"You guys are going to love this place. I hear the food is fantastic!" Eve proclaimed, grabbing onto Randy's hand as Phil and John followed behind. They entered the restaurant and headed for their table close to the window. The waitress handed out the menus and told them of the specials before asking for their drinks. When she left, all four looked at what the restaurant had to offer.

"I still can't believe you convinced to go to this place. A vegan restaurant? Really?" Phil questioned, looking over at the plates with no interest.

"Oh come on Phil. We always go the same place all the time. I figure we could change it up a bit."

"Hey if I ask for a steak will they kick me out?" John asked smiling. Phil snorted out laughter while Randy only smiled. But Eve was not impressed.

"Boys behave. Just try it out. I'm sure it's just as good as having some dead animal to eat."

"Not really but good one!" Phil retorted, winking at his sister before going back to the menu.

There were a lot of variety of foods that were impressive to Phil. But some, he just did not get. He figured having a salad with a sandwich would be good enough and placed his menu on the table to signal he was ready to order. When everyone else decided, the waitress came back and asked for their meals.

"Thank you. Your orders should be out within 30 minutes." The woman smiled and left, leaving all four to chat amongst themselves.

Eve took a quick sip of her soda before looking over at John.

"So I heard that Randy made some delicious meal yesterday?"

Phil's jaw tensed at that question. He really didn't want to relive that moment, knowing that Randy's cooking was probably better that his. But he kept his mouth shut and waited for John to answer.

"Uhhh..yah it was good. Of course I make a better one."

"Well duh! It's your recipe dude. I was trying to be at the same level as you." Randy said, looking at John's blue eyes for a split second before turning his head at Eve.

"Well maybe one day you can cook me a meal Randy. Oh did you ask John yet about your bachelor party?"

"Whoa! Wait a minute. Bachelor party? Randy, I don't want some cheesy party."

"Now hold on, it's not cheesy. I was thinking that maybe I could take you back to Florida and we could join our friends for a week of celebration. I assume that they know about you and him." Randy stated, gesturing his hand at Phil.

"Florida? Hmmm…well okay I guess. Phil you're coming to right?"

"Oh uhhhh…it's a bachelor vacation though John. I don't think Phil wants to come. We'll be drinking and stuff and he doesn't do that sort of thing."

Phil's face was fuming. How dare Randy exclude him like that! The smaller man was about to respond when John quickly intervened.

"Yah but I always wanted him to come to Florida with me. Plus this isn't like a traditional bachelor party. Remember I am gay. I won't be joining you at the strip joints."

"Excuse me!? Randy you're not going to a strip club are you?" Eve asked, a look of concern in her face.

"NO! It's just our friends will be there and Phil doesn't know any of them."

"Well this is a perfect time for him to get to know our friends, right Phil baby?" John moved closer to his fiancé, smiling.

"Ummm…I guess so. I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to."

"No I want to Philly. I want you to come to Florida. All three of us will have loads of fun, right Randy?"

The other man pursed his lips but kept himself calm.

"Yah whatever. Phil you can come if you want. Hope you can get the time off though from your tattoo shop."

"I'm sure I can figure something out. The new girl is learning quickly and I trust Dolph."

"What about Jack?" Eve asked.

"Jack? I haven't seen the guy in months. The last time I saw him, he said he needed to find his soul or some other crap. I'm like, whatever dude. Have a nice life."

They chatted some more of non-important issues waiting for their food to arrive. As soon as the waitress came with their plates, all four dug in quickly. John and Phil were particularly impressed with the quality of food, even though it was vegan.

"So how do you like your sandwich?" Eve asked her brother.

"It's not bad. I didn't think I would like a non-meat sandwich but it's pretty tasty. The salad is good to. What about you John?"

John nodded, as he was chewing his food quickly to answer.

"Yah, not bad."

"What about you Randy? Do you like it?" Eve asked.

"I love it. I'm glad you convinced us come here, especially with John the stubborn mule." Randy replied jokingly.

"HEY! I'm not stubborn."

"John's right. If anyone is stubborn it's Phil." The woman said.

The smaller man made a face at her sister, opening his mouth to reveal the half-eaten food. Eve squealed in disgust, turning away quickly from the scene while John almost choked on his meal. Phil smiled, feeling satisfied that he could still gross out his sister when he noticed AJ on the other side of the room, near the kitchen. They locked eyes and Phil waved to the woman. John noticed this and questioned his fiancé.

"Who's that?" The larger man said.

"Oh that's the new girl who replaced Kelly. She's really nice."

John nodded and saw her walk towards their table a bright smile on her face.

"Hey AJ. How yah doing?" Phil asked, standing up and giving her a quick hug. If anyone noticed the look on John's face some would think he was going through an aneurism at the moment but no one did.

"Oh I'm just here to talk to Daniel. He's the head chef here."

"Really? Well you should tell him that the food is great! And I'm not even a vegan!" Phil exclaimed.

"Um, Phil? Shouldn't you introduce us?" Eve asked in her polite tone.

"Oh yah. AJ, this is Randy…."

"Hi there." The girl said, extending her hand to the man. Randy took it and smiled back.

"Well, hello there to."

"…And that is Eve my sister…"

"…AND Randy's girlfriend…" Eve pointed out to the other female as she reached out and shook hands.

"Hi Eve. Aren't you lucky to have Randy here as a boyfriend…" AJ said, turning her head slightly over to the other man who was trying to hide his smile.

Eve narrowed her eyes at her and was about to say something when Phil started to introduce AJ to John.

"And this hunk of a man is John, my fiancé."

The larger man straightened himself up and stood up to greet the small woman. AJ slowly took in the mass frame of John, scanning her eyes slowly over his shoulders down to his chest before looking back up at him and showing her signature smile.

"Well this is the famous John. You know, Phil talks about you all the time at work." AJ replied, shaking John's hand firmly.

"I hope all good things."

"So far…" The woman replied softly so that only John could hear. The large man stared at her for a few moments noticing a look of mischief and was it jealously in her eyes? But he didn't have time to figure it out because soon AJ let go of his hand and turned her attention to Phil.

"You guys like the food then? Daniel puts a lot of effort into it."

"Oh yah. We all loved it. It's a change of pace from all the meat I always tend to digest into my system" Phil replied.

"Well, from the dinner you had last I think it would be a good change of pace."

Phil's heart stopped beating from hearing that comment. He completely forgot that AJ helped him with buying the ingredients for his surprise dinner that went totally bust. Looking around the table he noticed a puzzled look on John's and Randy's face as well when they heard it.

"Wait, how do you know we had meat last night. Did Phil tell you about the pot-roast?" John asked.

"Of course. I mean, I did go with…."

"AJ! OH MY GOD! I almost forgot to tell you something really, really important about work! Come with me for a minute. Sorry guys, this won't take long." Phil interrupted, dragging AJ and leaving a confused John at the table. When they were out of earshot, Phil let her go, turning around to make sure no one was looking.

"Phil? What the hell!?"

"Sorry AJ but I didn't think we would be seeing each other today. Something happened last night and well, I never made the dinner."

"What? Why?"

"Because Randy came by and made the exact same dish that I was going to make. It was delicious and I felt like shit but I never told John so please, please, please don't tell him. He already feels guilty for ignoring me last night, I don't want him to feel more shitty about it." Phil pleaded with AJ, smiling down at her. The woman felt bad and angry that John would do such a thing to a wonderful man like Phil.

"Okay, I promise I won't tell him. But you put so much effort into it Phil. I hope you don't feel discouraged to try again."

"No I'm not. Maybe in a few weeks I can surprise him with it but for now it's in the vault."

"Of course. In the vault!" AJ said. Phil let out a breath of relief knowing he could trust AJ with this information.

"Thanks AJ, you're the best. Listen, I gotta go but tomorrow we'll talk more at work, okay?"

The woman nodded, sad that their moment had to end. Phil was about to turn around when he was stopped by her. She wrapped her tiny arms around his waist, bringing him close as she placed her head on his chest.

"I'm sorry Phil for last night. I'm sure you would have made a fantastic pot-roast. I know I would have loved it."

The tattooed man was shocked but kinda happy that AJ would say something like that to make him feel better. He hugged her back, wrapping his arms around her small frame. At that same moment, John turned his head to see the close contact and his brain almost exploded.

'WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT WOMAN DOING TO MY MAN!?' John screamed in his head. But he kept calm on the outside, not wanting to make a scene in public and turned his head back to Randy and Eve's conversation.

Phil let go a few seconds later, stepping back some.

"You're a great friend AJ. Thanks again and I'll see you on Monday. " Phil then turned around to go back to his table, joining his fiancé, Eve and Randy.

AJ followed Phil with her eyes, taking in every movement until he reached John. Her look of pure contentment turned to hatred when she saw them kiss, noticing how John purposely looked back at her, silently warning her to fuck off and leave Phil alone. They stared at each for a brief moment, until AJ decided to walk back towards the kitchen to meet Daniel.

Chapter 7 – Someone Unexpected

The next few weeks John made sure that Phil knew how much he cared for him. He wanted his fiancé to know that he loved him and that he would be number one in his life even before best friends. So the larger man went out of his way to cook supper for him every night plus prepare Phil's lunches for work. He even went so far as to provide massages when the man returned home after a grueling day at the shop.

It was a Sunday morning and both men were enjoying their day off with breakfast in bed and some flirting in between. John would feed Phil a piece of pancake before quickly kissing him, tasting the syrup on the man's lips.

"John, you know you didn't have to do this."

"I know but I care about you Philly. I'll always will." John replied, snuggling up closer to the smaller man as he kissed his neck and earlobe gently. Phil giggled trying to move his head away as he took another bite of the pancake.

"John boy, you're too good to me. I should be the one cooking something for you."

"Well, maybe one day you can. But for now, eat my pancakes, you're too thin! Have you lost weight?" John asked.

Phil chuckled at his fiancés' concern, putting down the fork in the process.

"No I haven't lost any weight. I can't when you stuff my face with food all the time!"

John smirked, taking the tray off the bed and placing it on the floor.

"Hey, I wasn't done with that…" Phil protested but soon stopped when he saw John taking off his shirt.

"Really? Well I can always put it back on the bed if you like." John replied, bending over to show off his sexy butt to grab the tray.

"NO! I'm done…come here…" Phil smiled, quickly taking off his shirt and pajama pants as he watched John take off the rest of his clothing. The larger man sauntered over on the bed slowing placing his body on top of Phil's and kissed him tenderly on the lips.

"Mmmmm….you still taste like syrup." John whispered before claiming Phil's lips again in a heated passion. The smaller man moaned softly, wrapping his arms around John's neck as their covered dicks rubbed against each other sensually.

John positioned his arms so they were on either side of Phil's head, caressing the dark hair that he loves with his fingers. He delved his tongue inside of his fiancés' mouth, circulating it around and around as he gently moved his groin up and down along Phil's hard shaft. The tattooed man moaned again this time wrapping his legs around John's waist bringing the man and his dick even closer. They made out like that for a few minutes, just loving the feeling of being close with one another. Soon, their boxers were off and they were grinding away furiously both men panting and sweating.

John placed one last kiss on Phil's lips, a dark smile on his face as he descended lower towards the man's chest. He placed soft kisses on the man's smooth skin and was about to move even lower when he heard his phone ringing. Phil noticed this and nodded sympathetically for him to check it out. He moved up and grabbed his phone from the nightstand and read the name….Randy. Rolling his eyes, John placed it back down and continued to ravage Phil.

"Who was that?" Phil asked, moaning in the process.

"Hmmm…never mind. Not important…"

John carried on with his kisses along Phil's stomach and chest when his phone rang again. Sighing in frustration, John quickly grabbed his phone and turned it off, throwing it on the ground as he didn't want to move away from a naked Phil.

"Hope it was okay to ignore whoever was calling you…."

"Oh believe me; I would rather be doing this then talking to someone on the phone right now."

'Especially Randy.' Thought John.

After their conversation a few weeks ago, John decided that Phil was right. He should put him first and foremost in their relationship. John decided to inform Randy that he just needed his space and not to call constantly about mundane things. Of course, Randy took it the wrong way and there was a huge argument over it but at this point, John didn't care. He knew he had to make things right if he wanted to spend the rest of life his with Phil and if it meant making Randy angry over it then so be it. If he truly was John's best friend, he would support his decision no matter what.

Removing all thoughts about Randy from his mind, John continued to pepper kisses all over Phil's delicious skin. He heard a faint gasp from above, knowing he was close to the man's sweet spot and smiled inwardly. John loved getting Phil all worked up it turned him on even more. Slowly almost in a teasing fashion, John moved further down so he was at eye level with Phil's hard cock. The smaller man lifted himself up with his elbows, his mouth slightly opened as he watched anxiously for John to work his magic. He only had to wait a few seconds before feeling that nice wet tongue of his dragging along his thick shaft. Phil moaned in satisfaction laying himself back down on the bed as he spread his legs further for John to gain better access.

The larger man sighed as he slowly took more of Phil inside his willing mouth. He began to caress the man's smooth thighs, bobbing his head up and down while using his tongue to drag it along the thick vein. Phil moaned, biting his lip as he grabbed hold of the sheets. He arched his back a little of the bed, his legs trembling when he felt John humming along his thick cock.

"Mmmmm….John….Oooo…Oooooo!" Phil let out several moans, letting John know he was doing a good job. The larger man smiled to himself, picking up the pace as he deep throated his fiancé into oblivion.

Phil was thrashing underneath as he felt his stomach tighten up. He let out a warning to John that he was almost close and in an instant John stopped what he was doing. The smaller man moved his head up and looked at John in confusion.

"Ummm…you can continue…"

John only smiled at Phil before straddling the man's lap. He grabbed hold of the smaller man's hard shaft and positioned it near his tight hole.

"I want you to come inside me Phil…please baby." John pleaded as he sunk himself down, engulfing Phil's cock within his tight walls. The smaller man let out a low moan, his eyes wide with lust as he watched John bounce up and down. Phil loved seeing John like this; his strong thighs rippling, that smooth skin Phil loved to caress so much and that face. The face of a sweet, sexy angel. The smaller man placed his hands on either side of John's hips, guiding him down then up over and over again. John moaned out, his sweet spot being grazed just slightly by Phil's hard dick. He moved his hips and jerked himself off, leaning his head back with every movement. John looked down, a smile on his face as he saw Phil in absolute bliss. He leaned in and placed a kiss on those sweet lips.

"Hmmm…Philly. I love riding your cock…but what I really love…" John whispered, kissing Phil again before continuing.

"….is you pummeling my ass into the mattress so fucking hard that my teeth will stay numb afterwards. Please baby, take me." John pleaded before plunging his tongue inside of Phil's hot mouth. The smaller man became aroused with John's sexy talk and in one swift motion, flipped his fiancé onto his back.

John moaned from the change spreading his legs as far as possible as Phil took the lead. He quickly thrusted his hard dick before slowly pulling out and then back in again. Over and over, the smaller man drove himself inside of John's willing hole. The larger man arched his back as Phil stabbed his prostate with lust and passion continuously while pleasuring himself at the same time. Sweat started to form on their bodies and Phil was soon seeing stars as he felt his orgasm edging closer. Both men looked at each other, their eyes full of love before John let out a scream of desire and spilled his seed all over his stomach. Phil followed soon after, his dick being suffocated by John's inner walls of desire as he filled his essence into John.

Phil thrusted softly a few more times until their sexual high subsided and pulled out slowly. He flopped himself beside John and looked down at his stomach which was full of cum. The smaller man smiled and moved his head closer, licking some of the sticky essence, his eyes locked on his fiancé. The smaller man smiled and moved in to kiss John.

"You taste like syrup too." Phil said draping his arm over John's broad shoulders as both men fell asleep.

A couple hours later, John and Phil woke up from their well needed rest. John got up and was about to pick up the tray when Phil stopped him.

"Hey, let me take care of this. You stay in bed for a few more minutes." Phil said, taking the tray from John and giving him a quick kiss. The larger man smiled, watching Phil put on some pants and went downstairs with the tray before settling back down on the bed. He looked up at the ceiling, seeing his reflection in the mirror and started to think back to their love-making not too long ago. He loved it when Phil took control. It wasn't something that happened too often, maybe because the guy was still shy but man it does feel good being pounded by him. John started to giggle out loud, when Phil entered the room again.

"Hey you, why you laughing."

"Oh just thinking about stuff and us and how much I love spending time with you." John confessed. Phil smiled and sat down beside his fiancé who was still under the covers.

"Well hope you don't mind if I head out for a bit. I went to make some coffee and we're all out so I'm going to the store to grab some things. Did you want anything?"

Phil asked getting up from his seat but was soon brought back down by John's hand wrapped around his wrist.

"Only you." The larger man said before giving Phil a soft kiss. The smaller man blushed, grabbing a shirt and socks from the closet.

"Okay, well I won't be long. Maybe afterwards we can…you know…" Phil said softly, his blush deepening. John smiled wide at his fiancés' shyness winking at him before watching the man leave.

After a few minutes of resting his eyes, John decided to get up and take a quick shower. He went into the bathroom and washed himself and put on his comfy clothes for the day. He then went into the kitchen and looked in the fridge to see if there was anything good to make. He went to grab a white plastic bag to check the contents inside when he heard the doorbell ring. He looked up with curiosity, hearing the doorbell again and decided to find out who it was.

He opened the door and was beyond shock to find the one person he thought he would never see again. A man that told him he was worthless, a disgrace and a failure. A man that made his life hell so long ago.

A man that he once loved and probably still does.

His father.

Chapter 8 – Confronting the Past

8 Years Earlier

John nervously picked at his food, darting his eyes from his mom to his father who was enjoying the dinner. His palms were sweaty and his heart was racing at what he set out to do. He just hoped that his parents would be okay with his big news. Taking a deep breath, John opened his mouth to speak but stopped when his dad spoke up first.

"So son, did you think you passed all your high school exams? I know most of that time spent studying was nothing more than just watching TV and playing your little video games." The man said with a snort, while eyeing John.

The young man swallowed hard and smiled at his dad.

"Ummm…I…I think so. I know I passed physical education."

John's father rolled his eyes.

"Who cares about physical education? What about math or science? Did you even try to pass or just float by like always?"

John's mother hated seeing her husband and son argue like this.

"Sweetie, I'm sure John did the best he could. His teachers have never had any problems with him. They always say he's friendly and willing to help his peers." The woman responded, smiling directly at John.

"Thanks mom."

"Oh she doesn't know what the hell she's talking about! Helping others, being friendly. Listen, you won't go far in life by helping other people. Believe me John, I should know. You know the type of work I did for so many years. I'm glad I'm out of it too. Just became too political and overly sensitive. I mean just the other day our very state was contemplating on legalizing same sex marriage. Please! Those degenerates have no idea what marriage is all about. It's about a man and woman not a bunch of faggots swinging their dicks around in front of little kids. If I was mayor, they would all be in jail…" John's father continued on his rant but John wasn't listening at this point. His heart broke at what his dad just said. If he only knew how John felt maybe his dad wouldn't be so harsh.

The older man kept on talking for a while longer, complaining how society is going down the toilet with all the political correctness in the workplace and school.

"Honey, please. I don't think this is appropriate talk at the dinner table." John's mother said meekly.

The man gave a grunt of disapproval but didn't say anything after that. He just continued finishing his meal as all three ate in silence.

Later that night, John was in his bedroom staring up at the ceiling. He really didn't know what to do. A part of him wanted to tell his family but another part didn't have the courage to face the music. What was worse, was the fact he knew he didn't have his dad's support, no matter how hard he tried otherwise. John's head was spinning. He knew he had to get this over with now before it was too late. Letting out a sigh, he slowly got up and opened the door and headed downstairs into the living room. He saw his dad watching some old war movie on TV and his mother reading a book. He took a few steps into the room and sat down beside his dad, looking straight at him.

"Daddy? I…I have to tell you something. I have to tell both you guys something."

"John can't it wait till tomorrow? The good part is coming up soon." His father said, not bothering to look at John's worried face. His mother however looked up from her book and noticed how John was so nervous and put down her book.

"Please dear, turn off the TV. John needs our attention."

"Christ Fine! There, the TV is off. Now what the hell do you want?" The man asked.

John got up, pacing the room several times before speaking.

"Mom, dad. I have to tell you something but you have to promise not to get mad or yell, okay?"

"Just get on with it John and quit wasting my time."

The young boy fidgeted with the hem of his shirt too scared to make eye contact right now his parents.

"Ummm….well…you see I'm…I'm different from everyone else at school. Well, mostly the boys. You know how you guys always tease me on me not having a girlfriend. Well, there's a reason for it…..ummmm…..ummmmm…."

"Come on! John stop being a pussy and say what is on your fucking mind already!"

The rush of blood came screaming through his body. His heart was pounding and he could feel the tears threatening to fall. Finding all the courage he could find at that moment he finally told his parents.

"I'm gay." John waited with bated breath at his parent's reaction. But they only looked at him strangely. After what like an eternity, John's dad laughed out loud.

"AHAHAHAHAHA! Oh son. You almost had me there. Gay. You. Yah right. You might not have the best luck in the world with women but that doesn't make you a fag John."

"No…it's…its true. I'm gay. I've always been gay ever since I could remember."

John's father got up slowly and walked towards him. His face turned to stone as he looked him right in the eye.

"Jonathon Felix Anthony Cena. You better be joking because if you are not, you have five minutes to get your ass out of this house. I will not have some queer living under my roof, even if it is my own son."

"Honey no! You can't kick our son out! He's only seventeen. He doesn't have any money or a place to go!" John's mother pleaded with her husband reaching out for his arm. The older man shook it off, glaring daggers at his wife.

"You always smothered him. You never wanted him to do any sports like football or hockey. 'It would hurt my baby!' That's what you said. Well look what happened?! He's fucking gay now because of it!"

"NO! It's not mom's fault it's not anybody's fault. This is who I am dad. Why can't you accept it? I'm still your son."

"No you're not. GET OUT! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW! No fag son is going to ruin my reputation in this community! GET OUT, GET OUT!" The older man yelled in John's face, grabbing the boy roughly by the arm and dragging him to the front door. John's mother screamed out as tears started to fall while John's tears covered his face.

"NO, daddy! Please…I don't want to leave. Please I'm sorry!" His pleas though were falling on deaf ears, as John's father opened the door and shoved the teenage boy outside in the dark before slamming the door in his face.

John stood there for a few minutes, hoping, praying that his dad would calm down and let him in. He could feel a rush of wind and small droplets of water descending from the sky. Looking up, John saw some lightening followed by the rumble of thunder and knew all hope was lost. He was alone now and his life would never be the same.

Present Day

He couldn't believe his eyes. Standing in front of him was his own father. The one who kicked him out all those years ago and that same man was back in his life. So many questions were running through John's mind but only one came out.

"What the fuck do you want?" John asked. His father wasn't expecting a hero's welcome that's for sure but he was a little aback by John's forceful question.

"Well I was hoping for a 'hey how are you' but I guess I deserve that. John, I just wanted to see you and make sure you were okay."

The young man narrowed his eyes at his dad, staying silent. Okay? What the hell does that mean? And how did he know I lived here? When John didn't say anything, the man continued.

"Listen, I'm sure you're probably asking yourself a lot of questions right now. Can I come in and explain myself…why I'm here?"

"No."

"John please. I really need to talk to you."

"No, no. You kicked me out of the house when I was at my most vulnerable. Did you know where I slept that night? At a fucking shelter. Some guy stole my shoes when I was and I had to beg for money to get another pair."

"Son, I know you've been through a lot but please hear me out…"

"NO! I'm not your son. You told me I wasn't your son all those years ago."

By now John's hands were trembling with fear and anger. His stomach was tied up in knots and he could feel his heart racing. He felt like that little seventeen year old kid again, doing his best to stand up to his dad all those years ago. But he could feel his legs weaken and knew if he didn't shut that door fast he was going to lose it.

Just when John was about to tell off his dad, Phil's car arrived. The smaller man, oblivious to what was going on, got out of the car and grabbed the plastic bags from the store. He smiled at John and walked a few steps when he noticed the older man standing on the porch.

"Uhhh…hey. John, who is this?"

"I'm his father."

Just then, Phil's eyes turned a dangerous dark green colour of rage. Hearing John tell tales of his dad and how he was treated made his blood boil. And now that the guy was right in front of him, well Phil was ready to for a fight if need be.

"You're John's father? The same one that kicked him out all those years ago?"

The older man kept calm not wanting to make a scene and politely answered the question.

"Yes I am. I'm sorry you had to hear those things about me. I'm sorry…are you two roommates?"

John snorted and rolled his eyes at his dad's stupid question.

"No dad, he's my fiancé. We living together and share the same bed. We also fuck. Yah, I'm fucking a man because I'm your fag son remember?! Come on Phil and get inside. It's not worth it." The smaller man glared at John's dad one last time before heading in the house.

"John, I know you don't want me here but I just want you to know that I've changed for the better. If you ever want to talk, I'll be at the Downtown Hilton for the next week. I'm sorry to have disrupted your Sunday. I'll go now."

The older man turned around not looking back as he went back to the taxi that was waiting for him. John waited till the cab was gone and out of sight before closing the door and locking it. Shaking, he went over to the kitchen and put on a brave face.

"Hey so I…I can make some lunch for you. What would you like? Pasta? Chicken? How about some pizza?" Phil could hear the cracking in John's voice and knew the man was breaking inside.

"John? Did you want to talk about it? I mean your dad who you haven't seen in almost eight years just knocked on your door. Please John. Please talk to me."

The larger man turned around quickly to face his fiancé. He couldn't hold it anymore as he fell into Phil's arms and cried out.

"Phil! My daddy came to see me! Why was he here? Does he want to yell at me some more? I didn't do anything wrong!" John sobbed as he held onto his fiancé tight. Phil wished he had the answers to John's questions but he didn't. All he could do right now was console him and make him feel secure.

After a few minutes, the two men went upstairs and into the bedroom. Phil helped John climb into bed while he went downstairs to make some tea. Phil then went online to see how far the hotel was from his parlour before going back upstairs to hold a crying John for the rest of the day.

Chapter 9 – The Talk

The next couple of days, John didn't mention the visit from his dad. Phil would try to talk to him about it but the larger man would shut down and completely avoid the topic. After several failed attempts, Phil thought it was best to leave it be until John was comfortable enough to discuss it and just focus on the next few days before their week off to go to Florida.

It was a Thursday afternoon, just one more day before their vacation and Phil was talking to Dolph about how to go about the inventory, cash and closing the shop. The blond rolled his eyes at his boss' explanations and interrupted him several times.

"Phil come on man. I closed the shop before and even did inventory. I'm not gonna screw it up. Trust me."

"I do trust you Dolph but I want to make sure that you get it. I don't want a call in the middle of the night because you or AJ are panicking over something that you guys can figure out yourselves. Now, let me just write some instructions for you before I leave." Phil said before going over to the front desk and writing some instructions for both his employees.

Dolph let out a heavy sigh but left his boss alone. He knew the guy was under stress over leaving for a week plus John's surprise visit from his dad was making the tattooed man even more nervous. Phil didn't say anything to anyone but tonight he was going to pay a visit to John's dad at his hotel, he just hoped he there would be more talking than fighting. After Phil was done with his instructions, he went back to Dolph and handed the papers to him.

"Okay, I have my cell number just in case you need to call me. Also there's John cell in case you can't get to me plus my work email and personal email. I'll call went I landed in Florida tomorrow, probably around 3 or 4pm."

"Yes dad. Can I still have a slumber party?" Dolph asked sarcastically. Phil narrowed his eyes at his employee before revealing a small smile.

"I'm sorry Dolph. You know I love this shop and I know you and AJ will survive while I'm gone. I'm just nervous about going down there and meeting John's friends. What if they don't like me? What if they try to convince John that I'm not right for him?"

"Dude, I don't think John would listen to them anyway. He loves you and you love him. That's all that matters." Dolph reassured the tattooed man, lighting patting him on the back. Phil looked over and let a sigh.

"Thanks Dolph. I'm surprised you're being civil about this. Most time you act like a complete jerk."

"Yah, well I can have a sensitive side and all that crap. Hey, you're my friend. I got your back man."

The two men smiled before Phil went back to the front to check up on the schedule. He heard the door open and AJ was back from her lunch. She smiled warmly to her boss as she walked up to him.

"Hey Phil. Back from lunch."

"Okay good. I was just going over some instructions with Dolph about the inventory and stuff. He can fill you in while I'm gone."

The woman frowned. She really didn't want to be with Dolph for the next week. He gave her the creeps and they had nothing in common. Not like her and Phil.

"Well, I'll miss you. Will you bring me back a present?"

Phil chuckled and turned his head towards her.

"Of course sweetheart. What would you like?"

'You in my bed, naked.' AJ thought wickedly.

"Oh nothing special."

"Oh now don't be shy AJ. How bout a little poke-a-dot bikini? Hmmm?" Phil winked, his smile glowing and his eyes sparkling. It just drove AJ wild whenever he would flirt with her. Sure it was innocent and cute but the way he would look at her made the petite woman's blood boil with lust.

AJ played the blushing school girl and hid her face with her hands.

"Oh Phil! You're so bad!" She exclaimed, before skipping off in the back listening to sound of Phil's laughter.

Another hour passed by and Phil was ready to leave. Again he went over the instructions with Dolph and AJ before grabbing his bag and heading off. The two employees waited by the door and waved at their boss until the car was out of view. However, AJ kept on looking down the street, wishing she could go with her secret crush. She sighed loudly and closed the door and was about to mope back to the front when Dolph interrupted her thoughts.

"You'll never get him you know."

AJ spun around quickly from the comment, her eyes narrowing by the second.

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh don't give me that bullshit. I see the way you flirt with him, your little sexual innuendoes and sob stories of your boyfriend being mean. Please, he may not see it but I do."

AJ's eyes turned a dangerous dark brown, the fury within her almost bursting at the seams after hearing Dolph's comment.

"Who the hell do you think you…."

"SAVE IT AJ!" Dolph screamed making the small woman shut her mouth quickly.

"Girls like you are a dime a dozen. You came from nothing and you are nothing! You see you've been so alone your entire life that when someone pays you a little attention, you hang onto them and make them your entire world! And where does that leave you, huh? WHERE DOES THAT LEAVE YOU!? At the end of the day, you're back all by yourself, all alone….desperate….pathetic. And every time someone disappoints you, you lose a piece of your pride and you're nothing more than a shallow woman. I've seen girls like you my entire life…you're all the same. Sad….weak…. pitiful. Face it AJ, you're just trash."

Dolph let a large sigh his eyes boring down at AJ's before stepping back and walking towards the front door. The small woman heard every word that the blond said. Every. Single. Word. And it stung. It stung to the point that her mind became a blur of fury and before she knew it, AJ lunged herself at Dolph, her small hands balled into tights fists as she kicked and screamed, clawing her nails at the man's face and neck. Dolph did his best to protect himself without hurting the woman. But damn it she wasn't holding back either. Eventually, he was able to grab the woman's wrists in mid-swing and stopped her tirade. She stared down at Dolph, her eyes full of rage and quickly stood up, shaking the grip that the man had on her. The blond man didn't say anything, he just kept on looking back at AJ to see what she would do next. After several intense minutes of silence, AJ reached for the door handle and stepped outside, not bothering to give a second glance at Dolph.

'This is gonna be one long fucking week.' The blond thought to himself as he placed a hand on his neck, feeling the blood trickling down his skin.

Phil waited in the lobby for 15 minutes before deciding that this was what he wanted to do. Standing up for the third time, he walked slowly towards the front desk of the hotel and smiled at the clerk on the other side.

"Hello and welcome to the Hilton. Do you have a reservation?"

"Um no. I need to meet someone but I forgot their room number. Can you tell me where it is?"

"Of course, do you have their name?"

Phil had to think for a minute. He remembered John saying his dad had a different last name than him….what was it again? It started with and H…Thinking for bit, the light bulb switched on and he was able to recall it.

"Mr. Helmsley. His name is Mr. Helmsley." Phil said quickly. He nervously looked at the woman as she started to type the name. He felt relief when she smiled at him.

"Oh yes. His room is 237."

Phil thanked the woman and went over to the elevators, mentally reminding himself of the number over and over again. It didn't take long for him to get to the floor and stepped off the elevator slowly. He followed the numbers of the other rooms, his heart pounding louder and louder with every step until he reached his destination. He stared at the wooden what seemed like forever as doubt started to creep in.

'Maybe I shouldn't do this. John might get angry if he finds out.' Just as he was about to turn around, the door opened. John's father was taken aback and was having trouble hiding the surprised look on his face when he was John's companion there.

"Oh hi. You're Phil right?"

"Ummm yeah…but I shouldn't be here…."

The larger man looked at Phil slightly confused.

"Why not? Isn't John with you?"

"No. He doesn't know I'm here. I'm on my own. I wanted to get some things off my chest that I'm sure John wouldn't approve of. But you deserve it." Phil clenched his teeth, his eyes throwing daggers at the man before him.

John's dad nodded, turning his face to the side and placed his hands up above his head.

"Fine. If you're gonna hit me then hit me. I probably deserve more but if that's what you're here for I can take it."

The larger man waited for Phil to strike him. He stayed still for a long time, not moving a muscle but nothing happened. He turned to face Phil and noticed the man looked confused and somewhat scared.

"Phil…son…." John's father said softly.

"I love John. I'm in love with him and I'll do anything to keep him happy. But…I…I can't hit you. I don't know why, I mean you deserve to get beaten up for what you did to John. But knowing him, he would probably get angry at me for butting in. I'm sorry to have ruined your night. I'll go now." Phil turned around as he headed for the elevators as fast as he can. He heard his name and looked over to see John's father walking up to him.

"You did nothing wrong Phil. I know you love my son, you just showed me how much you love him. I love him to. I know you probably don't believe me but I thought about him every day since he…well since I kicked him out. Do you mind if we just talk? Maybe we can head down to the hotel bar for a bit, if you're not busy of course."

Phil looked into the man's eyes. How could this guy be so cruel and mean to John all those years ago and now be a completely different person? The smaller man bowed his head staring down at his feet for a few seconds before finally deciding that talking to him wouldn't be so bad.

"Well, I don't drink and I only have about half an hour before I got to go home."

"That's okay. Come on, I'm sure you have some questions for me."

The larger man guided Phil towards the elevators as they both descended down to the hotel bar.

After ordering their drinks of Pepsi and a beer, the two men conversed lightly about work. Phil explained to John's dad his tattoo business and the success he's had over the years plus his sister working very hard in the nursing industry. The other man didn't interrupt nor asked too many questions. He just listened to what Phil had to say before the conversation stopped and an awkward silence filled the air.

Phil sipped on his drink a few times, looking at his watch. He didn't have much time but he couldn't just leave without asking something. The larger man stared out the window methodically before turning his attention back to Phil.

"So, are you going to ask me anything?"

"Why did you kick John out?"

"Because I was an asshole."

"That's not a good enough reason."

The larger man snorted as he took another sip before continuing.

"Why not?"

"Because there had to be something else. Something that set you off completely to turn on your son and shun him from your life."

John's father let out a large sigh.

"Okay fine. Did John ever explain to you what I did for a living?"

"He said you were a cop."

"I was a detective for the Boston Police Department. At the time we were investigating some illegal activity at some local bars mostly gay bars. It wasn't a big deal but you have to understand, when you're surrounded by a bunch of men and their attitude towards gays and lesbians, well it can rub off on you. I remember going to these joints and seeing the public display of affection, kissing and rubbing against each other. I was disgusted that this was acceptable in my hometown. I meant to clean it up quickly. I managed to get some warrants and found some marijuana and contraband cigarettes. You know what I did to those bars? I ordered them to be demolished. I didn't want any trace of that lifestyle anywhere in my city. Of course, my colleagues and higher ups congratulated me and I was promoted to Chief of Police. I was only in that position for about three months when John told me he was gay. I was selfish at the time. I was only thinking about myself and reputation not my family. I wish I could have done things differently. But at the time, I felt I had no choice."

"So you kicked your son out of the house because you wanted to keep your job as Chief of Police."

"Christ, I know it sounds like a douche thing to do…."

"You're damn right it does! All these years, John thought it was because you didn't love him but it was because of a stupid title working for a homophobic police force!" Phil yelled out his words. Some patrons of the bar turned around at the commotion but seeing the size of the two men decided not to interfere.

"Phil, I'm sorry. If it makes anything better, I quit the force a long time ago. It was affecting not only my health but my marriage as well. Please, I want a second chance with him."

"Yah well, that's not my decision. It's John."

"Can you at least talk to him? Maybe he'll listen to you."

"I don't know….he might not want to listen to me."

"At least try. I know I probably don't deserve his friendship but I want him to know that I do love him and…missed him…." The larger man held back tears as he looked directly at Phil. The smaller man didn't want to give him another chance but in his heart he knew that John needed his father. He needed his dad to be there for him.

"I'll see what I can do but I'm not making any promises. We're going away for a week but maybe when we get back I'll speak to him about it."

"Thank you, son. I'm sorry to have to put you through this. I just wished John would have contacted me by now."

"I have to go Mr. Helmsley. But I'll make sure to talk to John."

"Phil call me Hunter."

"Okay, Hunter. Thanks for the drink and talk. I guess I'll see you around."

The two men exchanged hands before Phil let go and left. As he walked into the cool night air, Phil wondered about John's dad and how he's changed. He didn't sound like the type of guy that John experienced. Maybe he did turn his life around. Getting into the car, the smaller man sped off and reached his house in no time. He opened the front door to find John in the dining room setting up plates for dinner. The larger man looked up and his face beamed when he saw Phil.

"Hey baby, I made some shepherd's pie for dinner. Brownies for desert." John said, kissing Phil tenderly on the lips. The smaller man inhaled John's scent and placed his hands behind the man's neck before letting go.

"I missed you today John boy."

"Are you okay?" John asked.

"Oh…yeah. Guess I'm just nervous about meeting your friends."

"Don't worry. You'll love them. They're really nice."

They sat down and dug into the meal, Phil eating slowly and staring at the wall opposite him. John noticed the weird silence between them and gently placed his hand on Phil's shoulder.

"Are you sure everything is okay?"

Phil turned over to stare into those deep blue eyes of John's. He smiled softly and took hold of the man's hand, placing a kiss on the back of it.

"Yah babe. I love you John."

"I love you to Phil."

Both men smiled, breaking the moment as they talked about their day and the excitement of going to Florida for the week.

Chapter 10 – Florida

John and Phil arrived at the Tampa International Airport early Saturday morning. They quickly got their bags and waited for half an hour for Randy to arrive from his flight. When he did, John called one of his friends, Cody to pick them up.

"We shouldn't have to wait too long. Cody is bit of a speed demon." John said as they waited outside by the cabs. Phil nodded and smiled but inside he was a bundle of nerves. His mind kept on wandering to his conversation with John's dad, Hunter and promising the man that he would talk to John. He was also on edge about seeing John's and Randy's friends. He didn't know if he would belong with the crowd and that bothered him.

Twenty minutes later, they saw a car pull up in front of them. The passenger door opened and a small brunette ran over to John, jumping up and hugging him tight.

"John! I missed you so so much!" The boy exclaimed kissing John on both cheeks. Pretty soon another boy came out of the driver's side and joined in with the brunette.

"My John! OH I missed your cute dimple smile not to mention that body!"

The larger man laughed, doing his best to hug both his friends while Phil watched the seen with wide eyes.

"Okay, okay. Jesus, Evan get off me, I can't breathe." The brunette named Evan climbed off, a huge grin on his face.

John looked at his two good friends, Cody and Evan and smiled.

"I missed you little heathens."

Evan kept on smiling while Cody looked over Randy's way.

"Hiiii Ran, Ran. I missed you to. Every inch of you…" Cody said in a high-pitched voice, batting his eyelashes at Randy.

The older man rolled his eyes and walked over to the car.

"Can we just get out of here? I'm tired and hungry." Randy huffed.

"Same old Randy I see." Cody responded, biting his lip as he watched the man lift his luggage.

Phil stood back and watched everything that happened. He really felt uncomfortable not being introduced. He coughed softly and looked in the direction of John. The larger man smiled and walked over to his fiancé.

"Evan, Cody. I'll like you to meet Phil. He's my fiancé."

Evan smiled wide and took Phil's hand eagerly.

"Oh, so you're the guy that John's keeps talking about. I love your tattoos, they're so cool!"

Phil smiled shyly at the brunette quietly thanking him. He turned over to see Cody with a mischievous smile on his face. Phil waited to shake the guy's hand but instead Cody walked around, checking him out in the process. When he was done, he stood face to face with Phil.

"Johnny, he's cute. I like him."

"Cody, behave. Don't scare him away." John joked. Phil smiled nervously.

"Ummm…Hi. Glad to meet you guys."

"And we're glad to meet you. I know you'll love Tampa. It's so nice and warm and we're pretty close to the beach." Evan said sweetly.

All four men heard a loud honk coming from the car. Randy had his hand in the driver's side blasting the horn and waving his other hand at them.

"COME ON! Jesus, I'm starving."

John shook his head at Randy's impatience, grabbing Phil's hand while Cody and Evan went to the front.

"Ran, ran…I hope you're not going to be so impatient this whole time. That look does not suit you well." Cody joked.

"As long you ladies don't piss me off. And stop calling me Ran, Ran. I hate that."

"Whatever you say Ran, Ran." Cody said, as he turned the car on and sped off to their destination.

The drive was pleasant for Phil. He's never really been anywhere in the South, so seeing Palm Trees was a sight for him. He saw many people walking around, rollerblading and playing volleyball by the beach. Phil closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

"Hey, you okay there?" John asked. They were sitting in the back seat, John being in the middle with Randy and Phil on either side of him.

"Yah. I'm just taking in the scene. Tampa is a really nice place. I'm kinda wondering why you left."

John only smiled at Phil and kissed him softly on the cheek.

"We're almost home boys. Just a couple more minutes." Evan said. They turned onto a side street and pulled up to a beautiful three storey house.

"Woah! You guys live here?" Randy asked.

"Well, kinda. This is more Cody's place."

Randy snorted. "Okay Cody, who's the guy and does his wife know?"

They all stepped out of the car with their luggage and followed Cody to the front entrance. He turned around to answer Randy's question.

"The guy is none of your business and his wife, well it's none of her business."

Phil turned to give a questioning look to John. The larger man shook his head and chuckled.

"I'll tell yah later."

They went into the home and looked around the large foyer. Evan, took John's and Phil's hand and guided upstairs to their room while Randy followed behind.

"Okay, so we got plenty of room for you guys. John, Phil this is your room and Randy your room is over here. I hope you don't mind but we kinda invited the rest of the gang over for a BBQ."

"Nah, I want everyone to know who my special man is." John said, kissing Phil on the lips making the other man blush.

Evan squealed in delight and skipped downstairs towards the backyard.

Randy went into his room that was next to John's and Phil's, closing the door softly, while the other two men settled. John unzipped his bag and grabbed some clothes. Phil however, looked out the window to see a large size pool. He saw Cody and Evan working on the bar-b-que and smiled when he felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist.

"You need to tell me what's wrong Philly?"

"I'm nervous about this week John. I mean Evan and Cody seem nice but what if your other friends don't like me? What if they tell you I'm not good enough for you?"

"Honey, that won't happen. And even if it does, I'm a pretty stubborn guy. I won't listen to them anyway."

The nerves in Phil's stomach eased up slightly but he was still anxious. John turned his fiancé around and hugged him tight.

"Hey don't worry. You'll have fun and everyone will like you."

The smaller man laid his head on John's chest, hearing the soothing sound of the man's heartbeat beneath his shirt.

"I hope so."

The two held onto one another for a while until they heard a knock on the door. It opened to see Randy peaking in.

"Uh hey. I'm gonna go downstairs and help those two. Knowing them it will take forever to get the bar-b-que going."

Phil and John nodded, breaking their contact and headed downstairs as well.

The BBQ was a blast. They had the music turned on and some people had their feet in the pool to cool off. John introduced Phil to everyone there. There was Kofi Kingston, a man who immigrated from Ghana almost ten years ago and had been living in Tampa for the past six years. Then there was Ted Dibiase and Mike who many call The Miz with his girlfriend Maryse. They were very close with Cody. Next was Sheamus, a man from Ireland and could drink anyone under the table. Lastly were Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns. They were part of a rock band called The Shield and played in many local bars around town forming a cult following throughout the years. Randy knew them by being a bouncer and even helped them with some of their recordings.

By the end of the night, Phil's head was spinning. Meeting so many people at once was something he wasn't used to. It was close to midnight and some of the guests were getting ready to head on home. Mike and Maryse were heading over to Canada tomorrow to stay with Maryse's family in Montreal for a week so they needed to catch their flight early. Kofi was joking with Evan away from the rest of the crowd. Ted and Randy were helping Cody putting everything away. John, Phil, Seth, Dean and Roman were left talking.

"So I heard you're gonna start touring again." John said. Dean looked up, taking a long drag from his cigarette before responding.

"Yeah. We haven't done it in a while and our fan base has been growing quickly. Probably just the main cities like Miami and Orlando. We might even go out to New Orleans but that all depends on money."

Phil leaned back just listening to the conversation. He really liked Dean and Seth. They seemed like genuinely nice guys. He also liked Roman, although he would catch the dark haired man staring at John and smiling.

The conversation was dying down and the men decided to help Cody putting everything away. Phil grabbed a large garbage bag and started to throw in the plastic bottles, forks and plates while Dean and Seth grabbed the empty bottles of alcohol. John and Roman went inside to help with the leftovers however Roman gently grabbed John's arm, guiding them to a more private area.

Both men stopped only for Roman to give John a tight hug. John knew this would happen. He knew that Roman still cared for him even after their break-up. He could recall their last conversation together like it was yesterday.

'Roman you know I need to get out of here. If I don't then it will just be a vicious cycle.'

'Baby I know. It's just…I will always love you and care for you.'

Roman finally let go of John and looked him in the eyes.

"I'm glad you're back John."

"I'm glad to. You're…you're not mad are you?" John could see Roman's eyes full of love and compassion.

"No. I knew you had to leave for your own safety. I just wished I could have done something about it."

John grabbed hold Roman's face and smiled.

"I know you would have given your life for me. But I wouldn't have forgiven myself for that to happen. I do think about you sometimes but Phil is in my life now."

Roman nodded and smiled. John was so lucky to have an ex-boyfriend that was friendly and civil. It made the last years living in Tampa bearable.

Phil was just putting in the last plate in the garbage and headed for the kitchen. He casually turned his head across the way when he saw John and Roman deep in conversation. John had his hands on Roman's face and they seemed to be really close. Phil's heart raced but turned away quickly, hoping that there was a decent explanation for it.

About half an hour later, everything was wrapped up and packed in the fridge. Kofi gave Evan a small hug before waving over to John and Phil and headed out the door. Dean, Seth and Roman also left with Ted not too far behind. All four men let out a sigh before heading upstairs to their respective rooms.

"Good night John, Phil. Enjoy your sleep cause tomorrow we're going shopping!"

"Cody! Why the hell would we do that?" Randy asked, annoyed.

"Well, because there's some really cool shops that opened up and I like shopping so deal with it."

Randy shook his head opening the door to his room.

"Good night guys."

"Good night Ran, Ran!" The older man glared at Cody before walking into his room and slamming the door shut.

Evan and Cody giggled, before heading off down the hall. John opened the door to their bedroom and plopped himself down on the bed.

"Man that was a lot of food. Hope you had seconds and thirds."

"Yah, I had my fill of burgers and hotdogs." Phil responded. He walked over to the other side of the bed and started to undress. Once done, he climbed into bed with his fiancé and laid his head on John's broad chest. John turned off the light, wrapped his arm around Phil and kissed him on the forehead.

"My friends like you."

"Really? How do you know?"

"Cause they told me." John could sense Phil smiling and caressed the man's back.

"I like them too. They all seem nice. Roman is kinda cool."

"Yah he is."

Phil wanted to ask John about Roman but decided against it. He'll wait for John to bring up the subject. The smaller man could feel John's breath even out and knew the man was asleep. Phil followed John soon after and both men were in a deep slumber for the rest of the night.