Phil lay comfortably against the bed, he had the biggest smile pressed gently against his face and couldn't help but sigh happily.
His baby his husband was coming home, his baby 'Chris Jericho' was coming back home to Phil brooks also known very well as 'cm punk'. He missed Chris like crazy it wasn't the same without his old man besides him. Phone calls were the worse, he couldn't stand hearing Chris voice, and it only broke his heart knowing Chris was off in the wwe European tour while Phil was stuck elsewhere.
He feels a certain familiar vibration against his leg; he reaches into his pocket and looks at a screen. His smile only got wider.
He didn't even wait for a third ring, hell he may have looked desperate but right now he didn't give a fuck. His lover was calling him for!
"Oh my gods, Chrissy hurry up! I want to see you!" Phil let out a whine, completely ignoring the knocking that's coming from the front door.
"Babe, Philly," Phil growls a bit, he heated it when Chris called him Philly, and Chris hated when he called him chrissy. Perfect match. "Baby, it's going to take a while for me to get there-"
"Ugh fine, look I'm busy at the moment call me when your here, talking to you over the phone isn't helping."
"Yeah, alright...love you babe."
"Love you too." Phil kisses the phone and hangs up. He lets out a long sigh, his heartache with sorrow.
"Great..." he begins to shut his eyes ready to take himself another nap. A sudden knock disturbers him.
Phil groans annoyed, he wanted to be alone, he was in a prissy mood and now the person behind that door was going to have a piece of his mind.
He slams the door open "Can I fucking help yo- CHRIS!"
"Ha-ha that's right baby! Daddy is home! Now give me a big wet one!"
Phil didn't need to be told twice, he jumped on the man, hands around Chris shoulders legs wrapped around his mid-section. Phil to this very day still gets butterfly's in his stomach just having Chris near him twisted his stomach. It was the best feeling.
He slams his lips against Chris. Both men craving each other taste. It's been forever since they shared such love.
"Baby...I...Fucking... Missed...You! "Phil says in between kisses bringing Chris closer to him.
They pulled away, both trying to catch their breath.
"I missed you. It's so boring without you! Hell we all miss you!" Chris holds on to Phil.
Chris uses one of arm to shut the door. He sat him and Phil on their beat out love seat.
"Man, it's been forever." Phil mutters against Chris neck.
Chris chuckled in return. "Yeah, you missed a lot of things."
Phil narrowed his eyes lovingly "how much exactly?"
Chris trailed his fingers down Phil arm and simply shrugged at the question."Hm, not much."
"Not much? Please Chris we are surrounded by gossiper hell the only people I could actually trust are of course you, Kofi, Daniel Bryan, Damien and Cody."
Chris shrugged it off "whatever," he rolled his eyes at phil. "You didn't miss anything besides fighting."
"Yeah, I missed you. And i want to show you, How much i missed you" Phil leaned toward Chris with a smirk.
Chris smirked back. "Then lets head to the room, and maybe you could...show me how much you love me?" he whispered husky against Phil. "Show me you love me baby-boy."
"Chris, before you leave back to wwe, you have a mission."
"What would that mission be?"
"Make babies." Phil smiled
Chris returned the smiled and kissed Phil fully on the lips. "Then let's get to it."