So I've decided to just go through with this one. I wasn't sure if I could pull it off, but apparently I can.
A quick note, I adore Triple H [ Hunter ], don't get me wrong, but I wanted him to be the one that would be the bad guy in this story. So yeah, don't worry, that guy is one of my favorites.
I had musical inspiration for this one, the song I listened to was "Deadly Game" by Theory of a Deadman, which is the song they used for No Way Out 2006.
I own no one, they are all owned by themselves and the WWE. The lyrics are owned by Theory of a Deadman.
'Cause it's a deadly game that we play as we live our lives,
When we say what is on our minds,
Play it now before the game is over.
Shawn hummed softly to himself as he stood in the locker room, dancing slightly in front of the mirror in the bathroom.
"I think I'm cute. I know I'm sexy. I've got the looks that drive the girls wild" he sang to himself as he ran a brush back through his hair.
"Shouldn't that be the boys wild?" questioned a voice from behind him. Shawn spun around, surprised, and looked over at Hunter as he leaned against the nearby wall, a wide grin resting on his lips.
"I don't know what you're talking about," mumbled Shawn as he turned back around, turning his back to Hunter. Hunter's grin turned into a smirk as he pushed away from the wall and walked over to Shawn, standing behind him.
"I'm pretty sure you do," he whispered in Shawn's ear, his breath tickling along Shawn's skin. Shawn bit his lower lip as his eyes closed; his body quivering as Hunter placed soft kisses along Shawn's neck.
"Hunt, I need to go, please," he begged softly, his eyes flashing open when he felt Hunter pull away.
"Fine, get yourself to the hotel room, I have a surprise for you later," teased Hunter, smirking at Shawn as the older man rushed away from him. Shawn grabbed his bag quickly and left the locker room, wanting nothing more than to just put space between himself and Hunter.
Shawn sighed lightly to himself as he stopped walking, and turned to look back at the locker room door. He didn't want to see what kind of surprise Hunter had for him. If anything, it would probably be something only Hunter would enjoy, and those kinds of surprises were ones that Shawn always disliked. He sighed once more and continued walking, stepping out the back door a few minutes later. He walked to his rental car and climbed in before pulling out of the parking lot, his mind racing.
For the past four years, Shawn had found himself wound up in a relationship that was more than he ever wanted. After his wife left him, Shawn ended up falling in love with his best friend, but as time wore on, he began to notice a change in Hunter. At first, it was simple changes like him taking more of an attitude towards Shawn, and things like that, but as time progressed it just seemed to be getting worse. He had began to strike Shawn whenever he did something that Hunter didn't approve of, and he always seemed to have these "surprises" for Shawn no matter how much he disliked them. At times, it made Shawn wonder what happened to the man he had fallen in love with in the first place.
Shawn pulled himself out of his thoughts as he pulled into the hotel's parking lot. He stepped out of the car carefully, grabbing his bag along the way before locking the doors. He walked to the hotel and stepped into the bright lobby, ignoring the fans that were still there. He knew it wasn't normal for him to ignore the fans, but he wasn't in the mood to deal with them. He walked to the elevator and stepped onto it, keeping his gaze away from the others that were in there with him. He could hear the soft whispers, he could feel the stares, but it was all normal. Everyone in the locker room knew about how Hunter treated Shawn, and yet, not a single person had the guts to save him. He couldn't blame though, if it was the other way around, he was almost certain he would do the same thing.
Stepping out of the elevator, Shawn walked to the room and stepped into it, relishing the silence for as long as he could. He threw his bag onto the bed and went into the bathroom, showering quickly before sitting on the bed, waiting for Hunter to come back. He had been sitting there in the cold, dead silence for half an hour before he heard the click of the door opening. He kept his gaze forward as he listened to the footsteps coming closer to him, and then felt a pair of strong hands place themselves down on his shoulders, shoving him back onto the bed.
A soft groan escaped Shawn's lips as he sank backwards on the bed, his gaze turning towards Hunter, noticing the large smirk that was playing across Hunter's lips. He gulped slightly as Hunter pulled out a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed Shawn to the bed. Shawn wiggled slightly as he tried to get free, but couldn't before he realized that this had to be the surprise Hunter had for him. He closed his eyes tightly as he felt Hunter's hands roaming his body, his clothes slowly being taken off.
Hours later, Shawn sat on the edge of his bed, his head in hands. His body ached from earlier, and he was pretty sure there was bruising on his ribs from the tough grip Hunter had on him. He sighed faintly as he turned his head, gazing over at the sleeping figure of Hunter. He shook his head and rose from the bed, struggling to put some clothes on. He was just about to slip on his shoes when he felt the bed shift, signaling that Hunter was moving around. He turned slowly, looking over, jumping slightly when he was met with Hunter's gaze.
"Where are you going Shawn?" asked Hunter, sitting up in the bed, the covers falling off his body to his waist. Shawn gulped slightly, turning his gaze away from Hunter.
"I was just going for a walk, I don't feel good," whispered Shawn in response as he rose from the bed and walked to the door, hoping to get out of the room before Hunter got to him, but Hunter was too fast. Just as Shawn reached the door, he felt Hunter grabbing him around the waist, turning him around and slamming him back against the door.
"You're lying," said Hunter, pressing his body against Shawn's, "It's so obvious you're trying to sneak out on me again."
"I'm not, please Hunter, I just need some fresh air," muttered Shawn, closing his eyes briefly before opening them again, looking at Hunter, "I promise."
Hunter stared at him silently for a few minutes before he pulled away, allowing Shawn to leave. Shawn ducked out of the room slowly, and shut the door behind him. He walked down the hall slowly, not really sure where was going. He didn't really need fresh air; he just didn't want to spend the night with Hunter. He sighed faintly as he walked down the hall, pausing outside of a door.
Raising his hand, Shawn knocked a few times at the door, hoping the person inside was there; otherwise he'd have to try another room. Before he had a chance to do that though, the door opened, revealing the occupant, the one person that Shawn wanted to see.
"Can I come in?" he whispered faintly, his pain filled eyes looking up into theirs. The person nodded and stepped back, allowing Shawn access to their room, a safe place away from Hunter for the night. Shawn walked in slowly, feeling safer than he ever could possibly feel.