Survivor Series
November 9, 1997
"Bret, do you love me?" Shawn asked as tears began to form in his eyes. He didn't care if the raven haired man standing in front of him saw him in this moment of weakness; he just wanted him to admit his feelings.
"Shawn… I can't do this now…I should go."
"Bret, please, tell the truth for once, do you love me?" he began to yell; luckily they were the only two occupying the locker room. Bret reached up and with his thumb wiped the tears away from the eyes of the blonde. "Yes…Yes I do love you but that doesn't change…It doesn't change the fact that we can't be together." He leaned down and kissed the younger man, it was soft but it didn't lack the passion that both men felt. Bret separated from the blonde and walked away. "Bret I hate you so much but I love you just the same." Shawn spoke, barely above a whisper, to where Bret once stood.
January 2010
"Hey Shawn! Are you ready for your match tonight?" Hunter asked as he took a seat on the bench next to long time friend in the locker room as Shawn proceeded to dress. He handed the blonde a bottle of water.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Hey Shawn, is there something wrong, you don't look so good?" Hunter reached out placing a hand on Shawn's thigh in an attempt to comfort him.
"Yeah, I just received some news from Vince that an old friend is returning tonight. It's Bret." Shawn avoided making eye contact with Hunter in fear of what he might do. He knew their past and it was one filled with many fights and blood loss.
"Well hey; it can't be that bad right…I mean… we've all grown up since the nineties. I'm actually looking forward to seeing Mr. Ego." Shawn looked up, surprise spread across his face. He never thought he see the day where Hunter would be looking forward to even being in the same room as Bret.
"Well, it's great to see you too Hunter." Both blondes turned to see the raven haired Hitman standing in the door way.