I've always been….uncomfortable with these two together, but I'm certainly going to try this. Let's see if I can pull it off. I know Mark and Michelle are married already, but for this they're still dating.
Kay so Glenn is Kane, Mark is Taker, Michelle is Michelle McCool, and Paul is Big Show.
Sorry if this seems like an awkward beginning, it'll get better.
I own no one involved, they all belong to the WWE.
Glenn stood impatiently backstage as he waited for Mark to finish with his shower so they could head back to the hotel. It had only been a week since Mark had returned from his recent injury, and Glenn could already see that he wasn't fully healed.
"What are you thinking about?" asked Mark, breaking through Glenn's tortured thoughts. Glenn jumped slightly, turning his head to look over at the older man.
He shrugged, "Oh, nothing," he responded simply, picking up his bag and following Mark out the door. Before they could make it to the back door though, the sound of running feet reached them, and they turned to see Michelle running up to them.
Glenn watched in disgust as she kissed Mark on the cheek, turning his head from the couple as Mark returned the kiss.
"Mind if I catch a ride with you guys?" asked Michelle, "Lay left without me, something about catching up to Cody before it got too late."
Mark nodded, "Sure," he answered, opening the door and walking out into the parking lot with her, accidentally letting the door shut in Glenn's face. Glenn growled softly to himself as he shoved the door open, and walked along behind them, rolling his eyes at their soft conversation.
As they stepped up to the car, Glenn watched as Mark opened the passenger door for Michelle, and then walked around to the driver's side. Glenn was now stuck with the back seat which was incredibly uncomfortable for his large frame. He grumbled to himself as he climbed into the back seat, tossing his bag into the seat next to him.
On the way back to the hotel, Glenn glared silently out the window as Mark and Michelle talked about the show, and then started planning their next date. He growled softly to himself, thinking they couldn't hear him, but Mark had picked up on it as he was listening to Michelle.
When they finally made it back to the hotel, Glenn walked away from the happy couple, unable to take the lovey-dovey gushing from them anymore. He got the key to their room, and went up to it, not even caring if they noticed that he was gone. He threw his bag on the floor then fell down on the bed, pulling the pillow down and laying it across his face. He didn't move from that position, even as Mark entered the room a few minutes later.
"What's your problem?" asked Mark, kicking slightly at Glenn's bed. Glenn removed the pillow from his face and looked over at Mark.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he responded, sitting up.
"Bull," growled Mark lightly, "You were so cold to Michelle; the least you could do is be nice to her."
Glenn scoffed, "She's your girlfriend man," he said, "Not mine." He turned his head after saying, and stood up, walking over to his bag.
"That use to not bother you," said Mark, watching him, "What's the problem now?"
Glenn turned, "There's no problem with your little girlfriend, there's no problem with the fact that you completely ignore me now!" he shouted, grabbing his bag and storming out of the room, his anger getting the better of him.
Mark watched him leave before sighing softly. He knew not to go after him, he knew Glenn just needed a chance to cool off, and everything would be fine. At least, he hoped so anyways.
Glenn was fuming as he stepped out into the cool night air. He growled softly as he looked around, wondering what he was going to do now. He had just stormed out of his only room for the night, and there was no way he was going back there tonight. He looked around the parking lot for their rental car when he spotted a large black tour bus not far from him. He smirked slightly to himself as he hitched his bag further up his shoulder and walked over to it.
After knocking a few times, Glenn stood back and waited, smirking again when the door opened, and Paul looked out at him.
"Glenn?" he asked tiredly, "What are you doing out here at this hour?"
Glenn shrugged, "Mark and me got into a fight, again," he said, "I need a place to sleep."
Paul sighed, "Alright, you know the drill," he said, stepping out the door and letting Glenn climb into the tour bus before following him, shutting and locking the door. He returned to his bed in the back of the bus as Glenn threw his bag aside and settled down on the couch, falling asleep shortly after.