Heath Slater & Wade Barrett-Anything
After seeing how they just used Heath Slater during the Rumble I had to write this with one of my favorite pairings. Wade/Heath or Weath as I love to call them. Well enjoy :D

Wade Barrett walked into his locker room after the Rumble match. He was sore and tired. He sat down on the bench and groaned. Everything hurt. He couldn't wait to get back to the hotel, but he didn't know where his roommate was.

"Heath?" Wade called out.

He didn't get an answer. Wade knew that Heath would have waited for him to get back since he was Heath's ride to the hotel. Wade carefully pushed himself off the bench and walked around the Corre locker-room. He checked everywhere.

'Maybe I should text Justin.' Wade thought. He grabbed his phone from his bag. He started to text Justin when he heard a sniffle coming from the showers. 'I didn't check the showers…'

In the end stall water could be heard flowing down; Wade walked down to it and looked in. He saw a very upset Heath Slater. Wade sighed, "Heath, how long have you been in there?"

"Since I came back from being humiliated out there." Heath murmured barely loud enough for Wade to hear.

Wade didn't know what to say to the younger man. Cena eliminating him wasn't the part that was bothering him and Wade knew it. It was the fact that Hornswoggle had gotten to beat up on him with Cena just watching and laughing. Wade walked into the shower completely dressed in his ring gear. He shut it off and kneeled down by Heath.

"Come on. Get dressed so we can go back to the hotel." Wade's tone was soft and compassionate. Heath sighed and started to get up, but he stopped.

"Uh…Wade?"

"Yeah, Heath?"

"Can you hand me my towel?" Heath blushed a bit. Wade smiled small and nodded.

"Of course, Heath." Wade walked out and grabbed Heath's towel. He tossed it to Heath and started out of the shower room so he wouldn't embarrass the younger man anymore. "I'll wait for you out here."

Heath nodded and dried off. He quickly dressed and walked out to Wade who was now dressed in jeans and a Corre t-shirt. Heath grabbed his bag, "I'm ready."

Wade wrapped an arm around him giving him a sort of reassuring hug. Heath smiled and leaned into Wade. The older man could always make him feel better especially when he wanted to be left alone. Wade smiled. He loved how he could always bring a smile to Heath's face. Wade wanted to kiss the top of Heath's head but he decided against it. The younger man may punch him with the mood he was in. "Let's go, Heath."

The two walked out of the locker room shutting it behind them.

At The Hotel

Wade opened the door for Heath and himself. They walked in and set their bags down. Heath immediately walked to the farthest bed and laid face down in the pillow. Wade sighed, closed the door and followed the younger man. He sat down on the ginger's bed and rubbed his back.

"Heath, is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"Just let me die." Heath said into the pillow.

"Come on, Heath. I'll do anything to make you feel better."

Heath pulled back and looked at Wade, "Anything?"

Wade nodded, "Anything. Just name it."

Heath bit his lip and thought about it. What he really wanted was Wade. He wanted him to hold him, to take care of him, to love him… Heath shook his head, "I don't know what I want."

"I think you do." Heath looked away from Wade. Wade smirked, "You want me, don't you?"

Heath tensed up. 'Shit.'

Wade leaned down and ghosted a breath over Heath's neck. Heath shivered and let his eyes fall closed. Wade's moved his hand down to the younger's ass and squeezed. Heath moaned and turned his head back towards Wade. He opened his eyes and looked up at him. Wade was absolutely beautiful to Heath. He took his breath away in that very instant.

"In all honesty, Heath. What do you want? I'll do anything for you." Wade caressed his cheek.

Heath took in a breath inhaling Wade's cologne and a smell that was only Wade. He pushed himself up slowly and bit his lip before answering Wade in a voice barely above a whisper, "I want you."

Wade smiled and leaned in. He kissed Heath softly. Heath responded immediately to the kiss. He pulled Wade closer to his body and wrapped his arms around Wade's neck. Wade pushed Heath back down onto the bed and ran his hand down Heath's body to the hem of his shirt. Just as he started pulling on it his phone rang. They pulled apart.

"Hold on, Heath." Wade said. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and answered, "Yeah?"

"Wade! Cena and I are bored. You should come hang out with us." Randy's drunk voice came from the other line.

Wade chuckled and shook his head, "Sorry, man. I'm a little busy with the man of my dreams."

Heath's mouth fell open. He stared at Wade in shock. Wade winked.

"Fine then. Have fun with Heath and not us. Meanie." John was now on the line.

"Bye, boys. Have fun drinking yourselves to sleep."

"Bye, Wade." John and Randy said together. Wade hung up and laughed.

"Those two are nuts. Now where were we?"

"You just blew off two of the hottest wrestlers for me…" Heath said still in disbelief of what was going on.

"I said I'd do anything for you, Heath. I meant that. You're my number one priority every time." Wade smiled. Heath pulled Wade down and hugged him tight.

"Thank you." He whispered.

Wade kissed his temple, "No need to thank me, Heath. I want to be here with you just as much as you want me."

Heath smiled and yawned. Wade got up and picked Heath up. He pulled the blankets back on the bed then laid the younger man down. He crawled into bed beside Heath and wrapped his arms around him, "Sleep, sweetheart."

Heath turned and laid his head on Wade's shoulder. He laid a hand over Wade's heart and fell asleep. Wade smiled and kissed his forehead. Yep, Wade would do absolutely anything for his boy.

~End~