Time Management
Pairing: Cm Punk/Colt Cabana
Rating: PG-13, R maybe for Language only.
Summary: Based around parts of the Punk/Cabana ROH shoot interview, where they would always be the only two arriving hours earlier for 'ace steele's domain.'
2 Hours early. The car park is empty. You're here to wrestle.
"Hey, I'm Scott."
"I'm Punk."
A hand shake. Eye contact.
2 Hours early. The car park is empty. You're both here to wrestle.
A smile. Joking around.
"God it's freezing today!"
2 hours early. The car park is empty. You're both here to wrestle.
"What if I tried this?"
"I've got an idea for somethin'"
Planning spots. Planning for the big time.
2 hours early. One car is parked. You're both here to wrestle.
Stepping out into the snow. Feet scrunching. Glove covered hands.
"So how about IWA tonight?"
"Yeah I'm up for it, sure."
Social plans. Meetings, places and times.
2 hours early. One car is parked.
The radiator's packed up. Frosty breath fills the air.
"Damn it's cold."
"Wanna get a new ride next time then?"
A hand covers another. Eyes meet. You shake your head. You're here to wrestle.
2 hours early. One car is parked. Two bodies in the back seat.
"Scott..."
"Shut up, Punk."
Hesitant movements. Fumbled touches.Clumsy confessions of the moment. Not quite comfortable with eachother.You're here to wrestle...
2 hours early. The car park is empty.
"You didn't get the radiator fixed?"
"No I didn't."
"Why not? We made some money for it..."
"Maybe I like being cold with you."
Back against hard concrete walls. Lips meeting roughly, briefly. Pulling away before it starts to mean anything.
2 hours early. The car park is empty.
"The guy says it'll take another week to fix."
"That long?"
"..."
Standing in the same place. Trying to keep the conversation brief. Trying not to think.
2 hours early. The car park is empty. You stand alone.
"Looks like I caught the flu or something...Sorry I can't be there today."
"All that standing in the cold, y'know."
"Yeah."
"You got the car back now?"
"Yeah... Pick you up same time?"
"Okay. See ya next week."
2 hours early. One car is parked.
"Feelin' better?"
"Actually I feel like shit, but thanks."
"I missed you y'know."
A joking grin passed between two. Barely covering the truth beneath it. Because you both know.
5 minutes late. One car is parked.
"Holy crap you guys are late!"
"Yeah..er..sorry about that."
"Shitbag here didn't wake up so I had to go in there and beat his ass awake."
A Slight blush. A brief shared glance across. Only between you. Only between you.
2 hours early. The car park is empty.
"You're an idiot y'know. I told you that guy who fixed it was dodgy."
"Aah, leave it alright?"
"God damn why's it always so cold this time of morning?My hands are freezing off.."
"Aww, is that an invitation?"
"Fuck you, Punk."
But your hands lace together anyway, and you smile the widest you ever have before.
2 Hours early. Waiting in this godforsaken icy carpark week in week out. Training for hours on end. This is your ambition.This is your dream. Yes You're here to wrestle... But you're here for him too.
End.
