Disclaimer: I don't own anyone here, sadly. But as rumor has it the characters here belong to each other… awww!

A/N: This is a request story for Kyara, she gave me a premise and here it is the outcome. Now, I like this pairing but I can't figure out how to write them, it didn't help that I wrote it half asleep so I hope it turned out alright. Anyway, I got inspired by Punk's tweets and LV so let's see how it goes, hope you all like it :)

Open Your Eyes

The man known to the WWE universe as CM Punk was walking through the backstage corridors of the arena with a huge smile on his face. It was an actual smile that looked rare on him but that softened his features and made him look a few years younger.

Those who saw him walk by, smiling and holding in reverence a compacted box that seemed to have all his attention wondered what was with him, after all to see him smile like that was something one wouldn't see every day… so they watched, wondered and then shrugged, going on with their life as Punk went on with his.

The truth was that CM Punk smiling wasn't a common sight to see and that's why they wondered; yeah, it was true that sometimes he would walk around flashing his patented half grin but that one spoke of smugness more than it spoke of happiness. Of course, that didn't mean that the Chicago native wasn't happy, in reality he was pretty content with the way his life was and the way it was heading, the detail was that he never cared to show it.

It was just the way he was; those who knew him understood it and those who didn't labeled him as a too cocky, too brusque smartass that thought too much of himself, thing that of course, Punk didn't care one bit. Quite the contrary, he seemed to enjoy collaborating on that image by acting all the above, especially when he had a crowd.

But that night was too special to act crabby, in fact it was so special that he wasn't even minding the few people who were stealing furtive looks his way and he just limited himself to walking around, his feet carrying him to the place he wanted to be, catering, where all the great minds liked to reunite before the show started; or at least where he and those he called friends liked to reunite.

But anyway, as soon as he entered the room, his olive green eyes scanned the place around, looking for one of the three persons he could share his joy with. It didn't take long to see at least two of them and with the smile still on his face he walked to where they were sitting.

"You are not going to believe what I have here." He said, dragging a chair from the nearest table and placing it besides the fairest and without a doubt nicest of his closest friends, Beth. Once the chair was in place he sat down, put the box set over the table and lifted an eyebrow in Kofi's direction. Kofi on his part didn't even look at the newcomer and went on with stabbing his phone with his fingers, thing that made Punk scowl. "Hello, Kofi!"

"Don't bother, he's playing Angry Birds and," She turned the page of her magazine and looked up at him, a soft smile displaying on her face. "You know how he gets when he's playing anything."

Punk shrugged and turned towards Beth. "Well fuck him, guess what I have here." He said, the smile back on his face as her baby blue eyes met his green ones.

"Do you have to curse so much?" Beth asked while putting her attention back to her magazine. "You have that word in overuse and well, it's tasteless to go around saying bad words, Phil."

Rolling his eyes, Punk snorted. "It's not tasteless; I'm just manifesting my freedom of speech here. Besides, there isn't such a thing as bad words, just bad intentions and you know I would never use anything with bad intentions." He ended his sentence with another snort, watching as Beth pursed her lips at his sarcastic statement. "Okay screw that, if I had a shirt that said 'fuck you' I wouldn't need to say it as much, I'll just stand in front of people and let them read on." He smirked, considering the possibilities while wriggling his eyebrows.

"I wouldn't let you." She said, looking back at him and sending him a wink.

Punk chuckled, knowing that if there was someone who could make him do or don't do something without recurring to violence was Beth. She was like the Ghandi of his friends and sometimes he wondered how the fuck did they ended up being friends.

It was one of those mysteries of life that actually made sense because they had a lot of things in common, but also, at the same time they were complete opposites. She was like a ray of light on a bright day while he was the gloomy cloud in an overcast weather. Day and night, Yin and Yang… it was a balance and even when some people had a hard time believing it their friendship worked perfectly with them being just the way they were.

They were two workaholics who loved wrestling, comics and rock music, and even if she didn't label herself as Straight Edge she lived the lifestyle, making them the two most different people on the planet that also happened to have a lot of things in common.

"Well, I know you would try to stop me but I would put resistance before giving up; but anyways, are you going to guess or not?" He asked, grabbing and then opening a bottle of water that was resting over the table so he could take a sip. "Trust me on this one; this has nothing on the Holy Grail."

With that said and gulping half the water, the Chicago native watched through half closed eyes as his friend's attention moved to the object he brought with him.

She looked at it for awhile and then lifted her face to his. "Don't make me guess, what is it?"

"All the episodes of G.I. Joe on DVD and they are all mine! With this and the fabulous wonders of room service I won't leave my hotel room ever."

Beth laughed, her fingers brushing her hair behind her ear. "And I believe you. Now I won't be seeing you for days and when you decide to join society once again you won't even remember us the poor people."

"Yeah right," He snorted. "Actually I was thinking that you could come and watch with me, today is our cheat meal so we can hang; you know, order a pizza or two. Just the usual" He shrugged.

They had taken the habit that on every Wednesday night they would have a cheat meal night accompanied with a marathon of movies, him, Beth and sometimes Kofi and Curt. It was an excuse to get lazy and relax and even when it was followed by what they called the Thursday of regrets, a day where they would execute a killer workout at the gym to burn all the carbohydrates they ate the previous night, all of them keep the routine alive.

"I can't do our cheat meal today," She said, her tone low and her eyes moving to the magazine once again. "I kind of have a date."

"Oh okay…" Punk said. "Another ladies night?" He knew that every once in a while Beth liked to go out with some of the other Divas to do whatever women fancied to do when together.

He didn't mind, since the beginning of that year they had been spending a big part of their traveling time together and as she once told him, hanging with him and a bunch of other guys was a bit too much for her frame of mind and she needed time away from the testosterone. Sure, this was the first time she turned down a cheat meal-movie night in favor of those ladies bonding moments but it wasn't such a big deal.

There were a lot of Wednesday to be had and next one he was going to pick the movie.

"Not really." She responded without looking at him, almost as if she was too shy to look at him.

"Not really?" He frowned. "What do you mean not really?" With his eyes half closed he looked at her, it couldn't be like a date-date, with a guy, now could it?

"Cody asked her out, tell him Beth." That was Kofi, at some point during the conversation he lost all interest in his game.

Punk choked with the water he was drinking and almost spilled the liquid all out, thankfully for those near him he managed to swallow it down so he could laugh freely. And he laughed out loud, shaking his head for the good part of a whole minute as he watched Kofi smile widely. "Cody Runnels, aka Cody Rhodes, aka Mr. Dashing?" He said still laughing, but when he turned back to Beth she was looking at him with one eyebrow arched and a serious expression on her face; her magazine was forgotten over the table.

"What's so funny?" She asked and Punk's laughter died.

"Oh boy, this is going to be interesting." Kofi said, placing both his elbows over the table and resting his chin over them so he could watch.

"You are not serious," Punk said, the intensity of his eyes only for Beth. But the look on her face was serious, meaning that she wasn't kidding.

Nah…

"Is it unbelievable for a guy to ask me out?"

"No, no…" Punk hurried to say. "But Beth, the guy is a geek, he's a geek!"

"Yeah and this comes from the guy who is happy beyond reason because he's going to spend the entire night watching cartoons, a donkey can't talk about ears you know?"

Punk opened his mouth and lifted a finger to shake it in her face. "No Beth, this right here is an animated TV series, there's a difference between that and cartoons. Besides even if they were cartoons one thing is to watch and appreciate it and another very different to play with the action figures! Beth that boy designs his ring attire after Zelda and he carries his little G.I. Joes around."

Beth shook her head and looked away.

"He has a lisp!"

"I'm going to pretend you didn't say that."

"Okay, that was out of line but come on Beth, you can't be serious about this."

"Why not? For a change I want to be taken out to a nice place and be treated like a lady and not like one of the guys; and Cody is a nice guy so what's wrong with that?"

Chuckling, Punk lifted both his hands in the air and opened his eyes wide. "Everything is wrong with that. Have you lost your mind? Cody? You'll only be treated like his geeky companion and when…"

"Well that's my problem and not yours." She interrupted him, getting up to her feet before storming away without looking back. Punk followed her progress with his eyes until she disappeared, noticing how her usually kind features seemed angry. In his insensibility, he couldn't put his finger on the reason why, after all he was just speaking the truth.

One thing he knew was that the Beth that walked out on him made a fury resembled more the character she played for the crowd and not the Beth he knew her to be.

"What is wrong with that woman, going out with Cody? Come on I can think on a dozen things she can do other than going on a date with Cody, like walk over nails or worse, watch a Cody grooming segment"

"Man… that was…" Kofi bit on his lips and shook his head. "I think you screwed this one man, she's pissed."

"Well let's hope I got some sense into her." He snorted. "Cody Runnels, please…"

"Alright, so the boy is a geek, I'll give you that, but did you really have to make her feel bad about it? I mean how many girls have you dated that Beth didn't like and how many times has she told you so."

"Never, she never had a problem with any of them." The tattooed man replied without thinking. He always thought that as a rule women hated each other, but in Beth's case it wasn't like that. She got along with everybody and as a result his theory was proved to be wrong.

"That's because she's too nice to say anything so come on man, the least you can do for her is play nice to and support her in this one."

Punk shook his head. There was no way he was going to support Beth going out with Cody, never. Only to think about it seemed wrong.

She was too good to be wasted in the likes of Runnels. Besides, he couldn't see her dating, it was just weird.

It was true that when he met her she was married but he never put much thought to it, he was dating someone at the time so it wasn't like he cared about other's marital status. But then he broke up with that someone and started dating another one that happened to be close friends with Beth, that's when he started to bond with blonde Diva known as The Glamazon.

It was an easy friendship because Beth had a way with people and she won him over almost immediately, to an extent that even after he broke up with Beth's friend the two of them remained close. Then she divorced and they moved on to working a hard traveling schedule together, that's when their friendship started to blossom at its fullest, and even when he dated a few times after that his friendship with her never faltered.

She was the only woman he could really rely on and even if it wasn't in any kind of romantic way he wasn't willing to give her away to Cody fucking Runnels.

Call him an ass or egoistical, he didn't care; so shrugging, he shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest. "Would you support her if she decided to jump off a cliff? Because I won't."

Kofi tilted his head and blinked. "You know something? If I didn't know any better I would say that you are jealous. Is this because you think Cody is not the guy for her or would it be the same with any of the guys that could date her?"

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm not jealous of Cody, it's just that Beth is my friend and… come on man, you know how it is with these guys and I don't think she should date, anyone, ever."

With a laugh, Kofi shook his head. "Alright, but you tell her that because she seemed determined. When you were not here she was even excited to go out tonight. I can't blame her, she's a woman and women like to go out to nice places and they want a guy to appreciate them and she doesn't have any of that, never." He said, putting emphasis in the last word.

"I take her out all the time," Punk said and shrugged. In fact they were together all the time, didn't that count for something?

"Driving her from arena to arena and making stops to eat doesn't count as taking her out, besides it's not the same because you just said that you are just friends, so even if you take her out it would be invalid. Of course, that's unless you like her as more than friends and wouldn't that be something that having her so close you never took the chance and now she's going out with Cody… that would suck."

"That psychology doesn't work with me smarty pants, I just see her as my friend. Yes she is beautiful and nice and all that stuff but she is… Beth."

"Then let her try this Cody thing, if it doesn't work you'll go back at being just friends with her and if it works you'll be happy because she'll be happy."

Punk shook his head again. He tried to form an image of Beth with Cody, kissing and acting all lovely dovey and the image he came with made him want to punch that stupid man and break his teeth.

Could it be that Kofi was right and he was indeed jealous?

But that couldn't be, to be jealous meant that he wanted Beth to be more than his friend and he didn't want that. Or did he? Frowning he tried to form another picture, this one of him and Beth, kissing. He didn't object the image in his mind; to be honest it only made him curious to know how it would feel to actually do it…

With his eyes glued to her magazine and grabbing his DVD he got to his feet, refusing to acknowledge out loud the thoughts he just had about Beth.

Maybe he did like her, maybe it was just the ass in him wanting to come out or simply the fact that he as the good friend that he was wanted to hold to that friendship forever. Whatever it was, the fact was that he wasn't going to let Cody take her out, not that night not ever.

TBC