Brat
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Shawn walked into the bedroom he and his lover shared one saturday morning. Both of them had two days off before the next Raw and Shawn's lover was using them to get some much needed sleep.
"Rand, Randy wake up Darlin'." Shawn whispered softly, shaking Randy.
"Bugger off." Randy muttered in his sleep, shifting onto his side.
"Darlin', its time to get up. Its almost 2:00pm." Shawn urged him.
"Lemme 'lone." Randy murmered.
"Randy, you need to wake up. Don't make me do it myself." Shawn threatened. Randy turned on his stomach and pulled the covers over his head.
"Fine." Shawn muttered, pulling the sheet out from under Randy and dumping him on the floor. Randy sat up and looked around, trying to figure out how he'd fallen out of bed. When he spotted Shawn standing on the other side of the bed, sheet in his hand and a shit eating grin on his face, Randy pulled himself up and launched himself at his lover. Shawn giggled and moved, causing Randy to land face first on the floor. By now, Shawn couldn't hold it in, there were tears in his eye from laughing.
"What you laughin' at?" Randy pouted, grabbing the sheet from Shawn and burying himself under it and the other blankets, holding on to them so Shawn couldn't grab them.
"Randy." Shawn said, exasperated. Randy ignored him. Shawn kneeled next to Randy on the bed.
"Randy come out of there." he coaxed.
"No." Randy said defiantly.
"Darlin', come on." Shawn pleaded, laying a hand on Randy's blanketed shoulder.
"No." Randy said again. Shawn sighed and began to rub Randy's shoulder.
"Love, please. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I just want to spend time with you." Shawn said gently. When Randy didn't answer, Shawn sighed and and got up. Tears prickled at the corners of his eyes and hurt bubbled up in him. He started to walk out of the room, sniffling when he felt Randy come up behind him and wrap him arms around Shawn's waist.
"Sorry Shawn, I was being a brat. Can you forgive me?" he asked in Shawn's ear. Shawn smiled and turned around, wrapping his own arms around the younger man's neck.
"Of course." he muttered, leaning up to kiss him on the lips. Then Shawn grinned and slapped Randy on the ass.
"Brat." he said, scampering out of the room.
"I'm gonna get you Shawn!" Randy yelled, chasing after him.