The Box

A/N:I want a cookie! I've been craving one forever! And some how that lead to this story. IDK how, though.

Disclaimer:I do now own WWE, Brian Kendrick, or the (disgusting) video of 2Girls1Cup

Pairing:Brian Kendrick/John Cena

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"Holy shit..." John was appalled.

While he was sifting through his bedroom closet for his favorite shoes, he found a box reading,"Do not open. Brian's stuff." Now, don't get me wrong, John is not usually a nosy man, but he felt obliged to see what his husband was keeping secret. But after he looked inside, he really wished he hadn't.

There were dozens of dirty pictures in the box. But not of any model, oh no, they were of Brian. The first one he saw was of Brian in a giant snow globe, up on his knees in nothing but a pretty pink thong. He was giving a blow job to some man, but his face didn't show. Above the picture, it read,"Dirty Little Cock Slut."

The next was Brian laying on a bed, legs spread open to the camera. He was wearing a santa hat with a candy cane in his mouth. Apparently, this one was titled,"Candy Cane Whore."

John was more shocked than when he watched 2Girls1Cup. Whe in the world did Brian take these, and who the Hell made him?

"John, baby, did you find your shoes? I'm ready to go now." Snapping his fake earring onto his earlobe, Brian looked at his husband.

"I didn't find my shoes, but I found these." John turned around, still a bit taken aback, and showed his husband the photos. The blonde blushed furiously and snatched the pictures away.

"H-how did you find-d these?!"

"That's not what's important. The important thing is, why are these pictures even here?!" John needed answers, and he needed them now.

Brian crossed his arms over his chest,"You wouldn't have even known they were here if you hadn't snooped around in my stuff!"

"Brian, babe, just tell me when these were taken and the sorry son of a bitch who took them, so I can kill his sorry ass for making you do this!"

"These weren't against my will, John! And they were from high school!"

John raised an eyebrow,"High school? Why the fuck were you taking these kinds of pictures in high school?"

Brian sighed,"I needed money for wrestling school, and being a bus boy just didn't cut it, so I asked my boyfriend to take them. He worked for a place that sold these kind of pictures, and mine were best sellers, so I raked in the money."

"But why did you keep 'em?"

"I don't know. Sentimental value, I guess."

John chuckled,"How the Hell would these have any sentimental value?"

Brian glared at his husband,"Maybe I wanted to sell them someday."

"Well then, babe, I would have bought them. No matter how much they make me want to kill that fucker of a boyfriend you had, they do turn me on." John attempted to plant a passionate kiss on his husband and put a hand under his shirt when Brian pulled away with a smirk,"Bri-Bri, what the Hell?"

Brian giggled,"You'll have to wait until we get back from my parent's house for that, big boy. Now, find your shoes and let's go!"

John growled playfully,"Meanie face."

"I know, but that's why you love me."

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A/N:Hope you liked it.., And that I didn't scare you too much LOL ~ DizziiDuckii