Takes place at the arena in Anaheim Ca.
There he was in his office staring absentmindedly at his picture again. He couldn't help it but he'd fallen hard for the younger man. It was just something about him that John Laurinaitis couldn't shake. He shouldn't be thinking about him but how can anybody help it. He's probably one of the most sought after men in this 's not sure when he had gained these feelings maybe it was a gradual thing from every week he's gotten to know him. As he was stargazing at the picture he was interrupted by David Otunga.
"Mr. Laurinaitis sir," he said trying to get his attention.
"Huh, yes David how can I help you." he told the young man who doubled as his legal adviser and assistant. He put his phone in his jacket pocket.
"I'm told you're needed in a meeting with the creative team," he told him as he took a sip of his coffee.
"Okay is that all David," he told him with a tone that said you can leave now.
The young man stared at him momentarily. "Yeah that's all,". He left the room.
John took a deep breath and wiped his face with his hands. He got himself in order and he left the room and left down the corridor as he went to the creative team's office.
As he walked inside the room he saw members of the creative team and Hunter who would be the one talking about the segments that would transpire at tonight's Raw. Hunter started going over what was going to happen. They were about ten minutes in when the door opened up.
"Sorry I'm late", Phil said as he walked in and took an available seat across from John.
"It's okay Punk I was just making sure we were all clear on tonight's plan, he said as he continued talking. But John stopped listening as Punk was very distracting to him at the moment. He was looking as stunning as always with his slick hair, ever present smirk, and black and white "Best in the World" shirt. He continued staring at him until Mick Foley who was sitting next to him lightly elbowed him in the rib.
"Huh, what," he asked as he looked from Mick to Hunter.
"I said do you understand everything," Hunter asked a bit warily.
"Yeah Hunter I got it," which wasn't a lie as he read the script earlier and this was just a follow up meeting so he was all ready for tonight.
They all got up as the meeting was over. John watched the straightedge WWE champion as he talked to Triple H a few feet away from him as Mick got in his view to talk about they're later in ring encounter.
"Okay I know you have to hit me and all Johnny just don't hurt me too bad this is my money maker," he said as he pointed at his face.
"I'm not sure that's possible Mick you're face is in good hands," he smiled as he and Mick talked a bit and parted ways.
He saw Mick have a small word with Phil after he was done with Hunter then Punk looked at John and nodded ans smiled as he walked away.
He then felt his phone vibrate as he got a message from David asking him if he wanted him to grab him a coffee from catering. John texted back stared at his wallpaper which nobody but himself saw and there it was a picture of him a Punk.
Him and Punk were only colleagues but he wished he could change that fact. He was older now and all alone and he was having very strong feelings that just hurt him too much to have. He knew nothing could ever come of what he really wanted because he was him and Phil was Phil.
He just sighed stuck his phone and hands in his pockets and walked back to his office awaiting the show to began.
This was going to be a long night.