A/N: Sorry again for the slow update... I hate being ill. I've got next week off... going to Raw & SmackDown in Birmingham... get to see these two in the flesh once again... anyway hope you enjoy the update and sorry for the long wait on this one.
John took a deep breath as Randy pulled into the parking lot of the Scotttrade Center where the show was taking place. He was looking down at his hands in his lap as he picked at his nails. Anything to do than face the situation he was about to go into.
He wished he could be tucked up in bed with his lovers, watching reruns of some of his favourite movies and TV programmes. Unfortunately for John he had a job to do, and on any other given day he would be happy to do his job. But now, today, he had to face his husband. The man who barely acknowledged his presence except for when he decided he wanted to.
John was never able to pinpoint exactly when their relationship had started to fail, but over the years together it got worse and worse. But sat in the car with him were the two men who made it bearable. He could never tell just how much they hated each other, but they seem to put things aside for John's happiness, just as they had for the last twelve hours or so.
"Johnny," Wade said placing his hand on John's shoulder. "You okay?"
"No," he replied. "I don't want to go in there."
"Babe, listen to me," Randy said bringing John's eyes to his own. "We may not be able to be with you the whole time, but if you need us at any time then you just call or send a message."
John nodded but couldn't find the words to say anything. He could feel the emotions building up inside so he took a couple of deep breaths to steady his nerves.
"Better?" Wade said from the back seat.
"Not really," John admitted.
"Will a kiss help?" Wade asked receiving a small smile from John in return.
"It may do," John said with an almost shy look.
Just as Wade moved forward to kiss John, Randy cupped John's face and captured his lips. The kiss was gentle and soothing but as John sank into the kiss, Randy pushed his tongue against John's lips seeking entrance. John moaned slightly as he opened to Randy and their tongues met. Randy held John's head still as he pushed the kiss further and John was far from complaining. Randy had a way of wiping his mind of everything going on, good and bad. When the man kissed him that was the only thing he cared about.
"Have you finished?" Wade said interrupting them.
John smiled into the kiss at Wade's annoyed tone, and he couldn't help but chuckle when Randy released his lips before turning to Wade.
"Jealous?"
"Do I sound jealous to you Randy?" Wade said. "Pissed off is more accurate."
"Come here," John said leaning through the gap and meeting Wade's lips giving him a hard kiss. He pulled back with a huge smile on his face, and he knew he was ready to face the rest of the day. All he needed were his guys, and they were right there with him.
"Is that all I get?" he heard Wade complain as he climbed out of the hummer.
"Okay, give it five or ten minutes before you come in," John said retrieving his bag from the rear of the car. "Oh and boys, have fun without me. I'm sure one of you will give it up."
"Not in a million years," they both said in unison.
John's smile stayed firmly rooted on his face as he made his way across the parking lot to the back entrance of the arena. He kept thinking about his boys and what they get up to when he wasn't around, and wished they could all move in together. If it weren't for the fact that he was married to Dwayne, he was sure he would have put the idea to them. Of course whether they could stop bickering long enough to decide was another matter.
He hadn't even stepped fully through the door to the arena when he saw Jey already waiting for him. Shadow Number 1 already waiting to follow him about. He wondered how long it would be until Shadow Number 2 turned up.
"Jey," John acknowledged, hoping he wouldn't have to indulge in conversation.
"Message from Dwayne, he'll be about twenty minutes," Jey said without saying a word about John's stunt the night before. John just figured he was leaving that for Dwayne to handle.
"Lovely, it'll be good to see him, it's been a little while," John said acting as though he was happy to see Dwayne.
"When was the last time you two got together?" Jey asked making conversation.
"I've been out to L.A. a few times but he's usually busy with work so we don't see each other," John said running his hand over his short hair. "The last time, properly, was April 2nd."
"That sucks," Jey said.
"Yep."
"Oh, hey put us together in the changing room, keeping the family together," Jey said as they passed the list of locker rooms. "Let me show you where they are."
John's face didn't react to what he'd heard. He was too well trained to let his emotion show on his face. Inside though, he was having a hissy fit. The last thing he needed was to have the whole family in there. Now he was going to have Jey, Jimmy, Rikishi, and Dwayne in the same room. He grew up in a family of boys, worked in a predominantly male business, but this was too much. He knew Dwayne had organised it, and nobody in WWE, besides Randy and Wade, really knew how bad things were for him. He was going to be trapped all day under the watchful eye of at least one of them, and he hated the thought. He would be lucky to even get a message out to his guys without being quizzed.
As they reached the locker room, he but his bag in front of a locker and pulled out his ring gear. If he changed early maybe he could get caught up in something else before Dwayne arrived and put off the confrontation for a while. He was pulling out his kneepads, shorts and other ring gear when Jey took a seat in an empty chair in the room. His heart sank. Of course, he wouldn't even be able to change in private. It was nice to be trusted.
"You and Dwayne got plans tonight?" Jey asked.
John wasn't sure whether Jey really knew what was going on with the pair of them. Of the twins, Jey was the more likeable, and at least tried to make a small amount of conversation with him.
"I'm not sure," John said with a shrug. "I had a message to say when he was getting here, but nothing else."
"Well, he's not at the SmackDown tapings so he's probably going to here for the night, maybe he's going to surprise you," Jey said returning John's shrug.
"Guess I'll have to wait and see."
John continued changing and inwardly smiled when he realised he'd have to go in hunt of his merchandise for the night. As though reading his mind and destroying all hope in one go, Jey reached for something by his side.
"By the way, these were dropped in for you," Jey said handing over the shirt, wristbands and cap.
"Thanks," John said with a small smile.
He was just pulling on the wristbands, when the locker room door opened. He absentmindedly looked up and his heart sank further as Dwayne walked in, flagged by Rikishi and Jimmy. He smiled what he hoped was a full smile, showing something that resembled love, but he couldn't help but think it was smaller than the one he'd flashed Jey when he was handed the merchandise.
"Hey hubby," Dwayne said pinching his ass as he walked by and put his gear on a table in the corner. That was greeting he got. He'd rather have two guys rolling around on the floor fighting over who was getting his ass first, just like last night.
"Hey yourself," he said plastering a smile on his face.
"John," Rikishi said putting his bag on the opposite side of the room. "You been good?"
"Yeah, good, thanks," John said, though he felt like it was more a question of his behaviour than his health and wellbeing. John couldn't stop the gulp when he took in how angry Rikishi was. Had Jimmy or Jey told Rikishi about him leaving the arena without them? Is that how Dwayne knew?
"Jimmy, Jey, let's leave the lovebirds to it," Rikishi said throwing a look at Dwayne.
When he heard the door shut, John couldn't look up and he fiddled around his bag, unpacking and repacking it before zipping it up. He felt Dwayne move in close behind him draping his arms over his shoulders, encompassing him in an embrace that made him feel claustrophobic.
"You okay?" John said, putting his hand on one of Dwayne's forearms.
"I'm okay," Dwayne purred in John's ear. "Come sit with me."
Dwayne led him over to the leather sofa in the room and sat down, motioning for John to join him. John, though he tried not to let it show, reluctantly took a seat in Dwayne's arms, letting him hold him again.
"So are you going to tell me why?" Dwayne asked, softly placing a kiss on John's head.
"Why what?" John asked hoping he was meaning something else.
"John," Dwayne said in the same tone. "You know what."
"I just needed a break from them," John said after taking a breath. "I feel like I never have any peace."
John held his breath waiting for Dwayne to say something, or react to what he just said, but nothing came. Instead he kept kissing the top of John's head, as though trying to soothe him. It wasn't helping him though. It was just making him more anxious.
The longer the silence went on, the worse it was getting for John. He could feel the anger building up inside and he didn't want to let it out. For one, he didn't want them to have an argument. Deep down he still had some kind of feeling for Dwayne, they were married after all, it was just the way he was being treated. The other reason, he wasn't sure how Dwayne would react.
Dwayne had never been violent with him, unless it was part of their storyline the year before, but he didn't want to tempt fate.
"Will you say something," John pleaded quietly. "I was only being honest."
"Why weren't you honest with them last night?"
It was John who stayed quiet this time. The tone Dwayne used sounded sympathetic, but he could hear something else in there as well and John wasn't sure how to respond. Once again he was worried about finding Dwayne's snapping point. Who knew what he was capable of if he decided he'd had enough.
"I…I didn't know what to say," John said. "I feel like sometimes they're there to play bodyguard, watching over me while you're not here. It's like I'm not trusted. Do you know how that makes me feel? I feel like you've asked them to make sure I'm not sleeping around with anyone on tour."
John quickly shut up after that last sentence. He was letting his emotions out and it was getting a little too close to the truth. If he wasn't careful he would be telling Dwayne that he was having a relationship with Randy and Wade.
"That's how you feel?" Dwayne said; his grip a little tighter around John's shoulders.
"Yes," John said softly, unable to look up at Dwayne.
"I'm sorry."
John was shocked at what he heard. Dwayne was apologizing and for the most part he sounded genuine.
"So you did ask them?" John asked trying to understand what Dwayne was apologizing for.
"No; I just asked them to keep an eye out," Dwayne said like there was a distinction between the two. "Just in case."
"In case of what?" John asked more confused.
"In case you were lonely."
"So lonely I'd jump the nearest superstar on the roster?" John said trying to get up from his place beside Dwayne. John struggled as Dwayne held on to him, not letting him get away. He managed to pull out of Dwayne's grip and stand up from the sofa only to be caught by Dwayne again. The older man pushed him back against the wall, trapping him so he couldn't get away.
"If you were lonely, it would only take one slip up," Dwayne said in that sympathetic face, as though he understood that John was going to have an affair at some stage.
"Nice to know you trust me," John snapped, turning his face from Dwayne. "Maybe I should call my brothers, ask them if they want to play bodyguard to you. I'm sure you're just as lonely."
"Don't push me John," Dwayne warned pressing harder to the wall.
John was just about to snap back when there was a knock on the door. Dwayne pushed off from John and went to his bags and John rubbed his wrists where Dwayne had held him forcefully. He was grateful for the wristbands he wore.
"Come in," John said trying to plaster another fake smile on his face.
"John," one of the crew members called as he came in. "Just a reminder you have a make-a-wish in just over an hour."
"Thanks. I'll be there I just need to get food," John said looking over at Dwayne as he spoke trying to see if there was any reaction from him. As the crew member left, John waited for five minutes before heading to the canteen. He'd been waiting for Dwayne to turn around and pick another fight but thankfully nothing happened. He was still in a little bit of shock that Dwayne had pinned him to the wall with such force. Not even when they'd first started dating had he used that much pressure.
As he entered the canteen his eyes automatically searched out and found Randy. The tattooed man was sat at a table talking with Cody. He desperately wanted to go over to him and smother him in kisses, but it wouldn't do any good. Sure it would make him feel better, but he'd also prove Dwayne right.
He went over to the tables holding the food and made himself a coffee and stole a cupcake which had been specially made for today. He leans against the table of food, picking at the cupcake as he tries to discreetly watch Randy. He knows he's doing a terrible job of it, but other than Cody nobody else is around and since Cody's facing away from him, he can't see him ogling Randy.
After a few more minutes, Cody says goodbye and leaves Randy in catering. Without even saying anything, Randy pushes a chair out for John with his foot. John smiles at the move and picks up his coffee and a second cupcake for Randy and heads over to the table. He smiles further as he sees Randy looking around to see who's there.
"Hey, babe," Randy said taking John's hand and placing a soft kiss against it. "Missed you."
"Missed you too," John said. "Want a cupcake?"
"I've had one," Randy said with a smile. "But Wade might want one. He'll be here in a few minutes."
"I wish you could kiss me right now," John said quietly.
"I better let Wade get the next one," Randy chuckled. "He was a little mad at me."
"You two are always fighting."
"We don't fight," Wade said coming in on the conversation, brushing his fingers against John's neck as he took a seat at the small table. "How did it go?"
John's shoulders slumped and he saw Randy shoot Wade an annoyed look. He didn't particularly want to go over it again, but at least they were both there and he wouldn't need to have the conversation twice.
"In a nutshell, he asked why I ditched them," John said with a shrug. "I told him I needed some peace and that I felt like they were there to watch me."
"And?" Wade pushed.
"And… he admitted to it. Said I was lonely and it only took one slip up," John said looking at the coffee in his hands.
"Do you think he knows?" Randy asked looking around making sure they were still alone.
"If he does, he didn't say anything," John said.
They sat for a few minutes in peace, John sipping his coffee, as Randy squeezed his leg under the table gently and reassuringly. He was enjoying the peace between the three of them when the silence was suddenly broken.
"Wrong leg, Wade," Randy said shooting him a death glare.
John looked at him confused until he suddenly felt a foot running up the inside of his leg. He soon realised what Randy meant and he couldn't stop the smile forming on his face. Even with their bickering, he wouldn't give the two of them up for the world, especially considering Wade's foot was getting closer to his crotch.
The loving moment was broken when John saw Jimmy enter the catering room and head straight for where they sat.
"So you've filmed all of the vignettes, now?" John asked looking toward Wade.
"Yeah, they'll start airing them soon. Vince says it will probably be late august, early September when I get back to in-ring action," Wade said updating the pair.
"That's good, I can kick your ass again," Randy said smiling.
"John, Dwayne's looking for you," Jimmy said breaking up the conversation.
"I'll be there in a minute," John said not looking at Jimmy, though he could still feel his presence next to him. "Anything else?"
"It's urgent," Jimmy said sternly.
"Guess when the hubby calls," John said somewhat sarcastically. "I'll see you again, guys."
He could feel Randy and Wade watching him go and knew they would both have pensive faces, concerned for him and what Dwayne wanted. Guess he'll be finding out in a couple of minutes when Shadow Number 2 finishes escorting him to the locker room.
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