A/N This story was, what I figure, an agreed Request from Wolfgirl2013, and myself, of course. It shouldn't be that long, but not too short, and don't worry - this will not interfere with my future plans of ending some of my stories - in fact it will probably help :)
Summary: It started as a mistake, a mistake that bloomed into some sort of relationship between three men, two of whom have a hard time admitting their feeling for each other as their pride gets in the way. However, something happens, something that will change the three of them completely. The question is; will it be for the better? Or will what little they had crumble into dust? Will they be able to stand together, or will what people say really change how they feel?
Warnings: Rated T/M. Slash. Sheamus/Wade/Antonio. Threesome relationship. Hurt/Comfort. MPREG! Struggle with relationship/uneasiness etc...Bisexual/homosexual bashing in later chapters. Some strong content. Different languages. Slow starter/story. Possible smut. MxMxM.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything or anyone; other than the plot to this story.
Lack Of Decorum…Chapter 1: One & Two Make A Cute Couple – Add One More…
The first time it happened was by mistake, they had been drunk, so drunk they couldn't even remember their own names, and yet they all remembered that night; legs joined together, arms tangled around one another and throbbing erections being taken care of as they fought for pride and dominance – the covers of the bed they had stumbled into that night did little to conceal what they were doing. The noise they made while tasting alcohol on their breath as they kissed sloppily had more than a few complaints, careless bite marks being left on their skin; a clear give away about what they had done – even more so than waking up the next morning in a twisted mess of arms and legs…
That, of course, was the first time…
The second, third, fourth and how many other times they had found themselves joined in bed – a mess of three different breaths coming as one – within the short spam of a couple of months of that drunken night, had been their own fault. It was a loop that didn't seem to end, the two would always end up with the one, whether it took them a day or two worth of travel – their weekends were full of nothing but kisses, sex and finally (on the fifth night) a whispered "I love you," from them all.
Since then a relationship had started, or at least a bit of one, it was all still a work in progress; none of them had done this type of thing before, and two of the three had never slept with a man either, which made it more weird and awkward at first, both too full of pride to hold hands or share a moment outside of their "meeting-house" in Tampa Florida.
It was funny how Sheamus and Wade acted as if they didn't give a damn about the other while being in the Public eye; their own pride and manliness getting in their way.
Antonio Cesaro, however, was very much different when it came to showing affection.
Determined to prove that Wade Barrett, BNB, belonged to him and made his own gestures of such in his own way. Grasping Wade's shoulder or putting his arm around his waist; making Wade shuffle awkwardly for the first few times it happened – not knowing how to treat the small gestures of affection with another man.
Once they were in the safety of Wade's home, however – they'd be lucky if they could get their hands off of each other as they battled for dominance. Still trying to prove who was better even in the bed room, unfortunately (not really) the younger of the two always lost in the battle, or perhaps he didn't, as Sheamus and their Swedish born lover were the only two men to give Wade the pleasure, need and want Wade desired.
Yes. They were an odd couple who were still trying to figure out what they were to each other, and they hide it well. Antonio had no problem with admitting he cared deeply for his British, and yes, even his Irish lover – the other two – manly men by all means – still couldn't come out and say they loved each other outside of the bedroom...
That was, of course, until one night everything chanced within a single moment, and thus making the three closer than ever as they dealt with what was to come from the sudden change…
It was like any other night, or more like weekend, Sheamus, Wade and Antonio were all in the former leader of Nexus' bed, sweat tracing across their whole forms as they panted; the aftermath of sex still lingering in the air. The light by the bed side table was still on as Sheamus turned around and pulled the younger male to him, watching as Antonio shuffled closer as well, kissing Wade's forehead softly as Wade made to growl but it came out as a purring sound instead.
"Are you alright, fella?" Sheamus asked with concern running through his bright, blue eyes. He glanced at Antonio as Wade did nothing to respond, they shared a worried look.
Over the past week or so, Wade had done nothing but complain about being ill, the large amount of messages through week as Antonio and Sheamus traveled across the country – pleas of them to come home early instead of simply at the weekends were almost heart-wrenching for them – but Sheamus would never admit it - were proof enough that something was wrong.
"Wade?" Antonio looked at his dark-haired lover, who was currently hiding his face away in the crook of his neck. "Wade." He said more sternly as he slipped his hand under Wade's chin, trying to force his head up – but it was no good.
However it didn't take long before Wade shot up in bed, pinching his nose, his eyes tightly closed and face riddled with disgust.
"You two bloody stink!" Wade snapped as a sudden feeling of nausea over came him, not for the first time this week.
Both Antonio and Sheamus sniffed themselves; they had both taken a shower before coming home to Wade, and normally the Brit didn't have a problem with how they smelled after knocking a round off together - sometimes they would all be more than happy to take a long, hot, steamy shower afterwards.
Within one quick motion, the blankets were kicked off and Wade crawled over Antonio before dashing towards the toilet, the door slamming shut behind him, yet it did nothing to block the sounds of the former bare knuckled fighter emptying his stomach for the second time since they had all been in the house together.
It didn't take Sheamus and Antonio long to put on their boxers before going by the bathroom. After getting no answer from knocking, they slowly opened the door and peeked through the small crack, Sheamus glancing over Antonio's shoulder as they saw Wade on his knees, hands on the rim of the toilet as he wiped his mouth with tissue before flushing the loo.
His green were slightly blood-shot, face flushed as he turn and sat on the cold hard floor, not being able to look his lovers in their eyes as they moved inside.
"Wade, you need to see a doctor - "
"No I don't!" Wade snapped. "I'm fine!" A sneer blossomed across his face as he glared at Antonio who sighed heavily.
He knew why Wade didn't want to go to the doctors, a couple of weeks ago Vince had been in touch, talking about a come back for Bad News Barrett as his rehabilitation for his shoulder was coming to an end, or if you asked Wade, it had been finished for quite sometime, and he didn't want to have something else be wrong with him - he had, had enough time off- he wanted to get back into the ring and wrestle again; he wanted it, Sheamus and Antonio wanted Wade to be on the road with them, and the fans wanted Wade back too.
"It's not normal for someone to throw up on a daily basis, have smells that normally don't bother them suddenly bother them!" Sheamus was stern, but his eyes held nothing but concern.
Wade got up, drinking some tap water before spitting it into the sink, looking at the others through the mirror. "Fine...I'll go to the doctors tomorrow..."
"Good. I shall come along - " Antonio was cut off again by Wade as he looked over his shoulder and called back to them as he made his way out of the bathroom.
"Don't bother, you two have work tomorrow..." Wade's tone was low and bitter as he left, still not caring that he was naked as he crawled under the covers of his bed. Instead of staying in the middle where he liked it, Wade shuffled over to the one side, his back facing the other two as they entered from the bathroom.
"Perhaps we should leave?" Antonio suggested, knowing how Wade could get when he was mad.
Sheamus looked at Wade, seeing his bare back and tense shoulders, he sighed. "I'll call Randy, I'm sure he could use the company with Roman out for a while..."
Antonio agreed, grabbing their clothes before moving towards the bed. "I will see you next weekend; Jag älskar dig..."
No response.
Antonio left the room without saying another word.
Coming to a halt outside of Wade's bedroom, Antonio watched as Sheamus got off the phone, he walked to the door, stopping abruptly, it was as though he wanted to say something but couldn't, instead he simply pulled the door too and grabbed his clothes.
"Randy said we can meet up with him in the hotel - it'll be a nights drive though..." Normally they would have stay with Wade, sleep through the night with the warmth of the Brit between them and start out early in the morning to get to Raw; but they knew Wade...He didn't like being seen as weak, and got extremely snappy to prove he wasn't. It was best to leave him, give him sometime to cool off...
And so, after getting dressed, they left Wade in his house, in bed and alone - like they did almost every Sunday...
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Review Or Pm. Cheers for reading and special thanks to Wolfgirl2013 for the ideas etc. Sorry about all the mistakes! :)
