So, this is going to be a one-shot/drabbles collection themed on different aspects of the Mediterranean area (both coast and mountain) because it's a theme that I feel very comfortable with. Any couple you want, you can suggest it via review or MP, I will do the one I like the most (the more unusual, the more likely it is that I'll write it)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the mentioned wrestlers.
This one is for AliciaDoug22. I hope you'll like it!
The rain:
"Ain't that beautiful?" Justin asked, looking at the view under his feet: the green trees, the blue and shiny water, the bright Sun. Man, that was paradise.
"Can't be more beautiful than the sight I got from here." His lover answered from the bed, where he was lying down.
"Shut up. Com'ere. You need to see this." He motioned the younger man to join him and so he did.
"Well, you are right. This is beautiful." He said, hugging the smaller one.
They were in Catalonia, Spain, somewhere the autochthon people called Costa Brava, not far from Barcelona, or at least that was what the clerk told them.
"I wonder what Brava means." Justin said.
"Ask Del Rio." He said and smiled, entwining their fingers.
"I will." He answered. "Can we go to the beach?" He asked, smiling.
"Don't you have beaches in Cape Town?" He replied smiling and nibbling his neck.
"Don't be mean, kid." He snapped, smiling. "C'mon." He kissed his cheek and went inside the room, looking for his swimsuit.
Ten minutes later they were going to the beach. They saw Del Rio and Punk on the sand and the Hardys jumping off the rocks. Justin smiled.
"Are you thinking on joining them honey?" Joe asked, knowing his lover's look.
"Yeah. Do you mind?"
"You know I don't." He said and kissed his brow before they went to join the Mexican and his boyfriend. "Hey guys."
"Hello." Punk said, smiling at them.
They put their towels on the sand and the South African went to join his former mentor and his brother.
"So, are you enjoying this?" Alberto asked, his eyes closed.
"Well, I'm not exactly a beach nor sun fan, but I'm definitely enjoying spending time with Paul." He smiled when he saw his boyfriend jumping off the rock following the brothers.
"I feel sorry for them." Punk said, looking at the Hardys, who were hugging each other.
"What for?" Joe asked.
"We all got to be with our loved ones but them." He answered. "Kevin is busy doing a new storyline and Mark can't make it either until next week." Phil said. "Damn, I love this Sun. No wonder there is so much tourism in the area." He said and Alberto nodded in agreement.
During the afternoon some other of their co-workers joined them. Joe didn't put a toe in the water, he was too comfy on the sand.
"You are going to get burned, sweetie." Justin said as he lay down next to him.
"Nah. I never got burned before." He answered, pulling the older man on top of him.
After twenty minutes there was no one in the beach: not because they wanted to leave, because they had to; from all of the sudden it stated raining like there was no tomorrow.
"What the hell?" Matt growled, trying to untangle his hair. "How can suddenly start raining like that in five seconds?"
"I don't know." His brother asked, taking over his hair and untangling himself.
"The clerk says it happens a lot during July." Del Rio told them. "They say that we are lucky that it didn't hail." He said.
"Whatever." Matt muttered. "Let's go Jeff." He said and both went to their room, under the sight of their friends.
"It's no fair to them." Justin mumbled, hugging his boyfriend who kissed the top of his head.
"I know honey, but there's nothing we can do." He answered. "Let's go back to our room." He said and gently pushed the African man.
Once in his room Roman sat down on the balcony and watched the rainfall and impact on the seawater.
"Paul baby, come here." He said and the older man, who was drinking water went next to him. He pulled the man down so he was sitting in the spot between his crossed legs.
"What are you doing?" He asked, curious, when he realised that the American was doing absolutely nothing, just staring blank ahead.
"Watching."
"Watching what?" He asked, leaning against the hard chest of Joe.
"The rain. It reminds me of you." He answered, wrapping his strong arms around Justin's waist.
"The rain reminds you of me? Don't people usually say things like 'You are the Sun of my life' and cheesy stuff like that?" He asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Yeah. But you say that to an ordinary normal person and you are anything but." He said and nuzzled his neck. "You are like the rain: unpredictable."
"So I'm unpredictable?" He questioned happily, his lips roaming over the neck and jawline.
"Uh-huh. You just do crazy stuff and say crazy things out of nowhere. It would surprise me if you didn't, though, seeing who your mentor was." He answered. "Just like that day that you bought that dirt bike because you wanted to learn to ride it." He recalled and smiled.
"Hey, I did learn how to ride the damn thing." He replied.
"Yeah. After we spent a whole week with Jeff and Matt in Cameron. That place is tiny." He said.
"Yes it is. Also beautiful." He said and turned around so he was sitting facing him. "Can we go to the bar? I'm a bit hungry." He asked.
Yeah, he could be oldest in that relationship, but he certainly wasn't the dominant one due to his childish and crazy behaviour. Not that he minded, he liked letting his boyfriend take control; he looked so sexy.
"Can do." They got up and made his way to the bar, hands joined.
Roman smiled: he loved his crazy high-flyer even more than he loved the rain. And that was a lot. Yeah, Justin was also the Sun of his life, he was the one who brought brightness in his boring existence, but let's not forget it: he didn't like the Sun that much, he preferred the rainy days because he made sure that Paul was with him every second of their time.
The rain, it is really beautiful to watch it fall, don't you think? I could spent hours doing so.
So, what do you think? Good enough? I really, really like this couple now. I had never thought about them together before. Next one is Hunter/Kofi, for IsidoraAngst.