A/N: Well. here it is~! Mah Marilyn Manson muse and Jeff Hardy Muse worked hard on this one, even though it's short. It's only the intro, so bleh. Enjoy~!

Warnings!: I couldn't put them on the summary...eventually rape, lemons, violence, m/m slash, sex scenes, and jedam.

We were inside a hotel room together. Just me and you. It had only been a 5 days since we had started dating and it was the best 5 days of my life. But, it had gone by so fast. So fast, that I nearly forgot about the fact that we had an Extreme Rules match against each other tomorrow in Chicago. And I knew we would have to fight, but there was so many things that had me worried.

What if John had found out that we were dating already before we told him? What if he went to corporate with this? What if he was still going to hurt you?

"Chris, are you okay?" You asked me as you came up to me and kissed me on the lips.

"Huh? Oh! I'm...i'm fine, Phil...I...it's just that tomorrow's our Extreme Rules match and i'm worried that John might try something..."

You kissed me on the cheek and grabbed my hand.

"Chris, don't worry about it. I'm not gonna let anything happen to us. You don't have to be so nervous about it, Chrissy." I smiled at the petname you had given me earlier. I kissed you back on the cheek as I went over to my bags and made sure that everything was packed up for tomorrow. We would have a 3 hour bus ride, but I wouldn't mind. Especially, since we were gonna be beside each other the whole time.

"I know...But, Phil...it's just that anything could happen...and it's a Chicago Brawl...so we gotta make it look convincingly...well...violent..."

"That's not true...I mean...as long as we get great feedback from the crowd, creative could care less about whatever the hell we do out there in the ring or outside of it."

"That's true, but...I don't know...Who's supposed to be winning again?"

"Me. But, that doesn't mean that you have to just let me win it. Don't go soft on me just cause we're dating, Chrissy." You smiled and I laughed.

"Damn, you caught me. Just when I was gonna lay there and take the beating like a man, too." You scoffed at me.

"Yeah. Like a glittery trunks and boots wearing man who goes marching around like a human Christmas lights decoration would..." I laughed.

"I do not look like a christmas decoration, you ass-clown!" I smiled at you and you blew me a kiss.

"I'm sorry. I take it back. But, if we get to the Christmas time of year and I ever need lights, i'm going to you for help, Chrissy. You and that lite-bright jacket of yours could light up the whole entire night sky if you wanted to..."

I chuckled and stuck my tongue out at you. "It's because my jacket is a jacket pipe-bomb."

"Jacket pipe-bomb he says...Pffft...who's copying who now, Jericho?" You teased and I got up and went over to you and pecked you on the lips.

"Whatever...But...Can you promise me something else, Punk?"

"What's that, Jericho?" You said as you hugged me.

"Promise me...that whatever happens at the match...that it won't change anything. That at the end of it we'll still be together..."

You kissed me on the head and rubbed my back.

"Chris...We'll still be together. I don't need to promise it because I know that we will. Don't let Laurinaitis control you. You're not his puppet. You can do whatever you want to."

"Okay...Phil, I lo-" I stopped myself quickly. It had only been a few days and I didn't want to rush anything.

"Chris, it's okay...I know what you're going to say. These 5 days together with you have been amazing and I wouldn't trade it for anything else in the world. I feel the exact same way."

"You do? I...I just don't want you to feel like i'm rushing you to say that..." You lifted my head up and kissed me on the lips.

"You aren't, Chris. I wanna hear you say it, though."

I blushed and looked into your olive green eyes. "I...I love you, Phil." You smiled at me.

"I love you too, Chris."

I couldn't help but smile at that warm moment we just shared. I was really hoping that you didn't feel like I was rushing your or anything.

"Well, we'd better get some sleep...since we head out in the morning and all..."

"Alrighty...I probably won't get more than 2 hours though..."

I frowned. I hated how you had sleeping problems. It probably took a toll on you someway. I got into bed and then you got in with me. I cuddled up to you and you pulled the covers up on us before you turned off the light and wrapped your arms around me.

"G'night, Phil..." I yawned.

"Night, Chris." You said softly and I drifted off to sleep.

A/N: I feel like Phil said the L word a bit early, but there's gonna be a reason for that later on...maybe...I don't know...anyways...review if ya want~! ;)