A/N: Welcome to chapter 2.
At the look on Shawn's face Taker couldn't help but laugh loudly at the man as he pulled his truck onto the street. Grin in place he glanced at Shawn as he spoke "Are you gonna be alright? I'm pretty sure that Adrian dude would never forgive me if I gave you back broken."
Shawn's jaw clicked closed but his eyes were still wide. Not only was he being put up for the night by the fucking Undertaker he was pretty sure the Phenom had just made a joke, small as it may have been. Shawn blinked a few times and cleared his throat twice before he was able to find his voice. "Chick, Adrian's a girl. Did you make a joke?"
Taker could only laugh at him."Yes I made a joke. It happens once in awhile, just ask Glenn." At the blank look on Shawn's face Taker smiled and supplied "Kane, his real name is Glenn."
Shawn blinked and then groaned rolling his eyes. "I knew that. I just don't really hang out with a lot of people other than, well, DX."
Taker chuckled and nodded "Yeah, well you can kind of fall into that sort of thing pretty easily. For a long while I didn't really talk to many people sides Paul Bearer, Kane, and Steve Austin. And only Steve cuz we bonded over being from Texas."
Shawn smiled and looked at Taker, "I'm from San Antonio, you know. "
Taker just smiled and made a 'hmm' noise, keeping his eyes on the road as they glided down the highway. Shawn looked out the window, resting his head on the door. He really was very tired and his back was not helping. He figured maybe just resting his eyes for a bit would help and so he closed them leaning his head against the door.
A second later it seemed, he was jerked awake by the sound of a truck door closing. He blinked sleepily and sat up looking around when his door opened, there stood all 6'10" of the Undertaker, looking at him with an amused smirk on his face. "Tired?" The behemoth of a man asked as he reached out and unclipped Shawn's seat belt.
Shawn pouted slightly not liking that Taker seemed to be making fun of him. "Of course I'm tired," he snapped sliding out of the car with a pained grimace on his face as he straightened his back, "I got choke slammed and Tombstoned earlier tonight." Shawn huffed and went to grab his bag from the bed, "Not only that, I got a boot straight to the face. Not that I can say much since I did give you some Sweet Chin music but still!" sadly, no matter what he did to stretch farther his bag was just out of his reach even standing on tiptoe. Shawn was not in the mood to deal with his stupid out of reach bag but still tried to reach it from his standing position leaning over the side of the truck bed. Taker, rolling his eyes, reached out grabbed the bag and slung it onto his own shoulder. "I didn't mean anything by that comment, I was just asking if you were tired. See if you would want to have a drink or head straight to bed or what. That's all." Shawn's irritation deflated completely making him slump slightly. "Yeah, I am pretty tired and my back is killing me. I really just wanna go to sleep."
Taker gave a nod and led Shawn towards his house. As they got closer Shawn started to look around. There were quite a few trees, in fact, Shawn thought, with the lack of any light from possible neighbors they may actually be in the woods somewhere. The house itself he noticed wasn't huge but it wasn't a shack either, it had a wrap around porch complete with bench swing and rocking chairs. There were two stories and a lantern hanging from from the porch ceiling. Shawn let out a whistle. "This is quite a house you have,Taker."
Taker smiled as he unlocked the door. "Thanks." He turned back to look at Shawn " and it's Mark." He chuckled at Shawns slightly red face and turned to open the door letting them into his home.
Tired as he was Shawn wasn't about to miss getting a look at Mark's house, after all normal name or no he was still the Undertaker.
As he took in his surroundings his mind went blank. He was standing in the house of the Undertaker, one of the most intimidating figures in professional wrestling, someone who could be quite frightening in and outside of the ring, and his home was... absurdly normal. Nice hard wood floors, earth tones and some very comfortable looking couches surrounding a large tv and entertainment center. "Wow. This is nice." Taker smiled and led him towards a set of stairs, "Thanks, I like to keep a nice place up top to lure people into a false sense of security and then surprise them with the dungeon in the basement." Shawn just rolled his eyes and huffed a sigh at Taker's sense of humor.
They ascended the stairs together in silence, Taker leading Shawn to his spare bedroom. Walking down the hallway he opened a door stopped and cursed. "Well, Shit."
Shawn stepped forward to look into the room and immediately spotted the problem. Apparently, Taker had started using the space as a storage unit more than a guest room. There were boxes, trunks and some pieces of furniture piled up in the room with the spare bed tucked securely and very much out of reach right in the back, mattress, box spring and frame leaning against the wall.
Taker rubbed the back of his neck and sighed "You know what? You can just take my bed and I'll sleep on the couch downstairs." He started walking to his own bedroom not noticing that Shawn was gaping at him again. Taker stepped into his bedroom and tossed Shawn's bag on the bed. At this Shawn broke out of his stupor and began to protest. "Hold on a second!" Taker turned and looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "I can't take your bed. I can sleep on the couch just fine." With that said he stepped forward to grab his bag and as he lifted it managed to twinge his back in the process letting out a low grunt of shook his head and grabbed the bag back from Shawn putting it on the bed. "Look you've got a bad back, if you sleep on a couch tonight you won't be able to move in the morning. Just take the bed, it's fine, I wouldn't suggest it if it weren't." Shawn looked unsure but Taker clapped a hand on his shoulder and smiled "Trust me, I've spent a few nights on my couch, I'll be perfectly fine." He patted Shawn's back and went to leave. As he passed thru the door he heard Shawn thank him and waved his hand in response making his way down stairs again.
Shawn let out a sigh and looked at what seemed to be a comfortable and warm bed. He took off his socks, shoes and shirt and hesitated before taking off his jeans, figuring it would probably be best not to sleep nude in his hosts bed he kept his boxer briefs on. He shut off the light, dropped his bag to the floor and climbed into the forest green coverings of the welcoming bed, sleep accepting him quickly into its sweet embrace.
Down in the living room Mark was readying himself for a night spent on his larger couch, grabbing a spare pillow and blanket from his linen closet. He shucked off his clothes quickly, pulling on a pair of old comfy pj pants before laying down with a yawn and pulling the blanket over himself.
He lay there for awhile wondering if this would be the only night he needed to put Shawn up and if it wasn't, if he needed a place to sleep tomorrow, what would he do? He supposed he could clean out the guest room, but that seemed like quite a task especially if Shawn wasn't even gonna be using it. Not to mention that it'd probably take a few hours and Mark didn't really have a lot of time to spend on it tomorrow.
Mark groaned and turned onto his side holding the pillow to his head. One thing was for sure tho, he may be able to sleep on the couch for one night and be fine the next day but two days wasn't gonna fly. Shawn or no he was sleeping in his bed tomorrow and if Shawn did return to his house for lodging, he'd have to deal with a bed partner. Mark figured Shawn would try to insist on taking the couch but the Phenom was aware of how bad Shawns back could get having heard he and Hunter talk about it before. He wasn't about to get in trouble for returning The Heartbreak Kid to the arena with a fucked up back. Oh no, he refused to take the blame for that.
That decided he made himself as comfortable as possible and slipped seamlessly into sleep.
A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. If you did indeed enjoy it please leave a comment. If you didn't enjoy it please leave a comment. Have a good one and hope to see you in the next chapter.