Chapter 2:

Rating: M

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Seth watched Dean strut down the alleyway and no doubt return to the bar he'd just come from. There was a smile that pulled at the corner of his lips. He'd never quite met a man like that before. Someone who was so absolutely sure of himself and who also made Seth's heart beat like he was a desperate teenager. He hadn't ever felt such an intense connection with another person before.

He ran a hand across the top of his head, smoothing down his hair before he pushed himself off of the wall. He had an extra spring in his step as he walked back down the alleyway, turning left and walking back past the bar. He walked slowly past the entrance, the door swinging open and revealing Dean at the bar, smirking out at him. Their eyes met for another moment and he embarrassed to feel his cheeks flush again.

He shook his head as the door closed behind the patron that was entering and resumed his walk back to his car and back to his townhouse on the outskirts of the city. The weather was starting to warm up the closer that they got to Spring but he still didn't like being outside alone at night. He dug his hands back into his pants pockets as he continued his journey.

Once he'd reached his vehicle, he pulled out his keys, pushing the button to unlock it while he slid into the driver's seat. Before he started up the car, he also pulled out his cell phone, checking who it was that had called him. He already knew that the caller was going to be Wade and he sent his friend a quick text before he turned on the ignition and began the short drive from the restaurant back to his house.

His drive took a little longer to get home than usual because of the amount of cars that were still traveling at this time. Although that wasn't unusual. He lived in Malibu and made the short commute each day to Los Angeles for work. He loved to wake up to the smell of the ocean every morning and when he'd purchased his first home a few years ago, he insisted that it be as close to the ocean as he could afford.

He smiled as he pulled into his driveway. He pushed the button for his electronic garage, waiting only momentarily for the door to open up. His townhouse was in a row of three. All houses were identical on the outside, all the outside walls were terracotta coloured while the roofs were black as well as the edging on the windows windows and matching balustrades for the balconies. He drove into his two-car garage and clicked the button to close the door again.

He made sure he locked his car before making his way into his house. His house was of moderate size with three bedrooms and two bathrooms that was spread out over two levels. His house also boasted a brand new kitchen, furnished with the newest appliances. But so was the rest of his house, all brand new furniture that his mother had insisted he put in there. Well demanded really. It wasn't all bad though, she did have impeccable style even if to furnish his house completely had cost him another small fortune.

He'd been raised not too far away from the city in Calabasas. His parents were incredibly wealthy, his dad was particularly business savvy and held a very powerful position as a bank CEO while his mother did all that she could to raise both him and his brother to follow in the same footsteps as their father. Which he almost had. He'd gone to college once he'd graduated High School and completed his Business management degree before he began his life as an adult and started his own business.

He had owned and operated his own gym for a few years now and each year he'd been able to post a profit. His parents had given him the money to purchase the establishment right out of college as a graduation present and after a few years he'd been able to purchase his own home and put down enough for a deposit. On his last birthday, his Dad had given him nothing but a cheque as a present. It was enough to pay off the last of his home loan and he was incredibly grateful. He knew that he'd been lucky in a lot of aspects of his life but every single advantage that his parents had provided for him, he'd used it to turn into something even better. The only aspect he wasn't entirely lucky in was love.

He trudged up the wooden stairs that led to his bedroom on the second floor. Once he'd reached his bedroom, he pulled off his suit jacket, leaving it to lay on the side of his chair that sat in the corner of the room. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and unlocked the electronic device. He moved to sit on his King sized bed, lying down flat on his back as he scrolled through his contacts on his phone, settling on Wade before he pushed the screen. He held his phone up to his ear and heard it ring a few times before it was answered.

"Hello?" Wade's British voice echoed through the phone.

"Hey." Seth answered. "You're done having sex with Sheamus, aren't you? Cause I don't want to imagine you naked again."

Wade laughed. "Yeah. For now. He's in the shower at the moment."

Seth rolled his eyes even though he knew his friend couldn't see him. "So thanks for setting me up with another dud by the way."

"Dolph seemed really keen when I talked to him." Wade replied. "I don't know what happened."

"Oh well." Seth said dismissively. "It might have worked out for the better."

Wade was quiet for a moment. "You met someone, didn't you?"

"I might have." Seth knew he was blushing and he was very happy his friend couldn't see him.

"Well?" Wade pushed after a short silence between them.

"Well what?" Seth asked.

"Well." Wade started. "Tell me about him, you idiot!"

Seth had a smile on his face. "He's a bartender and-"

Wade was clicking his tongue. "A bartender? Really?"

"I'm just a gym owner." Seth replied quickly.

"You're scraping the bottom of the barrel with a bartender Seth." Wade said sharply. "What's so special about this guy?"

"I don't know." Seth answered sheepishly. "He's just different. He's cute too."

Wade let out what sounded like a sigh. "Are you going on a date with him?"

"Not exactly." Seth answered. "I might go back in and see him again tomorrow night though."

"No date?" Wade asked skeptically. "Are you sure he even wants to see you again?"

"He chased me down the street just to kiss me so I think so." Seth replied quickly. There was a huge grin on his face as he said it even though he knew his friend couldn't see it. "If you're free, we could go there for drinks tomorrow night after work?" He asked. He paused for a moment. "Sheamus can come too if you're both free."

"I'm sure he'd be up for it." Wade answered. He then let out a rather loud yawn. "Look we can talk about it tomorrow at work. I'll see you then."

"Okay. Bye." Seth replied before hanging up the phone. He couldn't quite get rid of the rather large grin on his face as he jumped off the bed, ridding himself of his clothes while he got ready to have a shower. Tomorrow night couldn't come quick enough.


Seth admired himself in his floor length mirror in his bedroom. He was dressed in a pair of tight, black skinny leg jeans and a plain white, long sleeved t-shirt. He twirled around in the mirror a few times, making sure that he looked absolutely perfect. He didn't want to look basic by any means tonight.

"You look fine!" Wade's voice called out from the bed.

"I just don't want to look average." Seth mumbled as he continued to look at himself in the mirror.

Wade rolled his eyes. "You are anything but average Seth."

Seth turned to look at his friend. "Thanks. Is Sheamus on his way?"

Wade pulled out his phone from his pocket, checking the time. "Yeah. He should be here any minute now."

Wade was dressed in a pair of blue, straight leg fitted jeans that clung to his long legs. He was also wearing a plain black v-neck t-shirt that revealed half of his tattoo on his right arm. Wade was tall, easily more than half a foot taller than he was. He had broad shoulders and was muscular but slender, his muscles more toned than bulky. He had short, dark brown hair and had a well maintained beard that framed his mouth effortlessly. He had rather defined features, his nose and ears particularly large but they suited his face.

He and Wade had been friends since Seth first opened his gym a few years ago. He'd originally hired Wade as his administrator, taking care of all of the financial parts of the business that he oversaw. But in a short amount of time, the two became firm friends, spending a lot of their spare time together, getting to know each other more and more. Seth could happily say that Wade was one of his closest friends. Maybe even his best friend. Wade was a few years older than him, the Brit turning thirty-six this year, but that didn't quell the pair becoming fast friends.

Seth heard his doorbell ring from downstairs. He glanced over at his friend who lifted himself off of the bed. "I'll be down in a sec."

Wade merely nodded as he made his way out of the bedroom and towards the front door. He knew who would be behind the door without even looking. There was already a small smile on his lips while he walked. He reached the door and turned the knob, pulling it towards himself, his small smile turning into a grin when he saw Sheamus standing there. He looked his boyfriend up and down. "You copied me."

Sheamus only winked as he stepped inside of Seth's house. "Coincidence. I swear." He let the door shut behind him as he closed the gap between them. His large hands moved to rest on Wade's narrow hips. "You look cuter."

Wade opened his mouth to respond only to have it closed for him by the feeling of his lover's lips against his. He leaned into the kiss, his hands instinctively moving to sit on his Irish boyfriend's shoulders, melting into the kiss. He could feel Sheamus' beard rubbing against his own and he leaned in further, not caring that Seth was going to walk downstairs at any moment. He let out a groan when he felt Sheamus' hands slid around his hips and grab at his ass, pushing their bodies closer.

Sheamus was the one who pulled back from the kiss first. There was a cocky grin on his lips as he looked at his British lover. "You'll get more later."

"I better." Wade gave him a look.

"Depends on how good yer are." Sheamus grinned back at him, squeezing Wade's ass through his jeans. "I hope you will be real good."

Seth cleared his throat as he walked down in the front area of his house. "Sorry to interrupt, but do you two want to get going?"

"Hey Seth." Sheamus kept his arm around Wade's hips but shot Seth a friendly smile. "C'mon. Let's get going then."

Seth merely grinned back and followed the two lovebirds out of his house. He made sure that the door was locked before he walked down his front stairs to Sheamus' waiting car.

Sheamus was taller than he was but a few inches shorter than Wade. But the few inches in height difference he more than made up for with his muscles. His whole body was strong and sculpted. He had broad shoulders that perfectly accompanied his large biceps as well as his thick legs. He worked hard on his body with all of his spare time spent either at the gym or in the ring as he was a professional fighter. Seth had seen him fight in the ring a few times and it was almost frightening at times but the Sheamus that he knew outside of the ring was vastly different to that one.

He had ginger hair that was usually spiked up into a mohawk and matching facial hair that neatly framed his mouth. For fights he usually put little beads into his beard but when he wasn't, it was just neat and tidy. His nose was a little wider with the septum pierced with a ring and his blue eyes offset his orange hair perfectly.

He smiled as he slid into the backseat of Sheamus' black SUV. He found it oddly cute that the couple in the front seats had worn identical outfits albeit for Sheamus' black cap. When he first found out that Wade was gay, Sheamus was not the man that he expected to be Wade's boyfriend. Wade's personality was pretty dominant so he immediately considered that his friend would have been with someone who was a little more submissive. Although, once he saw the two men together, he understood their dynamic completely. And while it was a little sickening that they were still so madly in love after almost nine years together, he could appreciate it nonetheless.

Seth had been so lost in his thoughts that he hadn't even realized that they were already at the same bar that he was at only last night. There was a lot more people out tonight but that was hardly surprising as it was a Friday night. It made him squirm uncomfortably in his seat at the thought of someone else catching Dean's attention instead of him. He internally kicked himself, hating that he'd worn something so plain.

"Fella?" Sheamus' voice broke through his thought of concentration. "Yer not gonna catch his eye if you sit out here all night."

Seth nodded, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks as he got out of the car and trailed just slightly behind the couple in front of him. He could feel his heart racing in his chest and it unnerved him more than a little bit. He'd had one exchange with the bartender and it was already affecting him this much.

Sheamus stepped through the door first, giving a nod to the bouncer while holding the door open for the other two. He let the door close behind him while he looked around the smallish bar. There wasn't many people in here but he supposed that was both a good and bad thing. This wasn't exactly in the trendiest part of Malibu and judging by the decor, the bar hadn't tried to keep up to date. He turned to the other two behind him. "Let's go sit over there in that booth, shall we?"

Seth followed behind Wade and Sheamus. His brown eyes immediately went to the bar and his heart sank. Dean wasn't there. The same bleached blonde guy from last night was there instead, a scowl on his face while he served the few patrons that were lined up at the bar. He slid into the chair that was on the opposite side to Sheamus and Wade. He let out a sigh. "He's not here."

Wade turned his head around the bar to scour the bar. He only saw a bleached blonde haired guy and he definitely didn't sound like the guy that Seth had described to him. He turned back to Seth. "Sorry Seth. But we can still have a fun night out."

Sheamus gave Seth an apologetic look. "I'll get the first round. Guinness?"

Wade made a face. "No. Get something all of us will enjoy."

Sheamus rolled his eyes. "I shoulda listened to me Mam and dated a nice Irish boy."

"Irish boys can't do what I can do." Wade winked at his lover.

Sheamus just had a smug grin on his face. "They can't. I'll be back."

Wade looked at his friend. "Don't sulk. He could still be here."

"Of course a good looking guy is a no show for me yet again." Seth rolled his eyes. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and scrolled through it. "Maybe there's a hot dude on Grindr that might want to hang out tonight."

Wade snatched the phone off of his friend. "You're not that desperate yet Seth."

"Aren't I?" Seth just gave him a look. "I've probably got cobwebs down there."

Wade let out a loud laugh. "Better clean 'em out then Sethie."

"Don't call me Sethie. I'm not a child." Seth said sharply.

"Aren't you?" Wade asked. "Cause you're damn sure acting like one."

Seth opened his mouth to retort but stopped when he saw Sheamus sliding back into the booth empty handed. He gave the Irish man a peculiar look. "I thought you were bringing back drinks?"

"I was." Sheamus had a large grin on his face. "But this nice fella at the bar offered to bring them right over to our table." He could feel Wade watching him. He leaned over and whispered into his lover's ear.

Seth just watched them share a private exchange, the cheeky grins on their face almost identical and giving away that they were up to something. "What-"

"Hey pretty boy."

TBC

A/N: Look forward to what you all think. Thanks for reading and reviewing! GatesVengeance x