When Shawn woke up the next morning, Chris was already awake staring straight at him with a look of concern.
"You alright Shawn?"
"Uh…" Shawn blinked a few times just to make sure he was seeing what he was seeing and when he realized it wasn't an illusion, he cursed under his breath.
"Shawn?"
"I…I…oh God…did we…?"
"No we didn't," Chris said calming his friend down. Though I'd be lying if I told you I didn't want to. Like right now, I could do wonders to your body…
"Oh…good," he said letting out a sigh of relief. Chris rolled out of bed and started for kitchen area.
"I'm calling room service to bring us breakfast. You want anything?"
"Uh…no thanks I'm…"
"I'll order you some toast or something."
"But I'm not…"
"You're eating and that's that." Shawn let out a sigh and rolled out of bed. His head was pounding but it was probably due to the slight concussion. He'd slept pretty good last night. Actually, he'd slept damn good lying in Chris's arms. What am I thinking? Shawn heard a knock on the door shortly after and frowned. Room service this quick? He heard Chris open the door and that's when he heard the yelling.
"WHERE'S SHAWN? WHERE THE HELL IS SHAWN?" It was Hunter and he was pissed.
"WHAT'S IT TO YOU? HUH? IT'S NOT LIKE YOU WENT BY THE HOSPITAL TO SEE HIM AFTER HIS MATCH LAST NIGHT! WHO WERE YOU DOING LAST NIGHT? RANDY?" Shawn hurried out of the bedroom and walked into the line of fire.
"What's all the yelling about?" he asked softly. Hunter just stared at him, his face red with anger.
"Shawn…why are you…dressed like that? No scratch that. Why aren't you dressed?"
"What's wrong with boxers? I mean come on, we're all men here," Chris snapped.
"Yeah well maybe we're all men but Shawn parading around half naked in front of you isn't a good sign, especially since everyone knows you're after him."
"So what if I am?" Chris huffed. He took a step closer to Hunter glaring up at him. "I bet I could treat him better than you ever could."
"Maybe, but you'll never know," he smirked. Hunter pushed past Chris and walked towards Shawn. He cupped his face and pulled him into a slow, lingering kiss. Chris just stood there furiously. How dare he?! I should ring his fucking neck!
"Mhn…Hunter…wait a sec…" Shawn pushed Hunter away and stared at him. Even though his heart was pounding he wasn't ready to just give in to Hunter, not after last night.
"What's the matter sweetie?" Hunter asked softly. His facial expression had changed dramatically. He was staring at Shawn with a caring, loving expression.
"Hunter…I…what's the meaning of this? You've…you've never kissed me like this before, especially in front of someone. You and I aren't…really…a couple and so…"
"Now wait a second Shawn. Where's all this coming from? Of course we're together."
"But you go out with Randy and Cena all the time."
"That's because Randy has a thing for Cena and he's been coming to me for advice."
"But what about that kiss between you and Randy three weeks ago?"
"Oh that?" he laughed. "That was nothing. Randy also has a thing for me but uh…I told him that I wasn't available because I'm in love with someone else." He took a step towards Shawn and clasped his hand. "Shawn listen, I know…I know that things have been weird between us these past few weeks but, I want you to know that I really do care. I know I should have come by the hospital last night but by the time I got done with business, it was late and I was certain that you were sleeping."
"BULLSHIT! THAT'S THE BIGGEST LOAD OF…"
"Let him finish Chris," Shawn whispered. Chris just stared at him, a horrified look on his face. Oh God…He's actually going to…
"I went by the hospital this morning and the doc said that you were already gone and that you'd left last night. He said your fiancé signed you out." Hunter shot Chris a knowing look and in return Chris gave him the finger. "When he told me this I…I got angry and when I saw Chris's name on the release papers, I snapped. Shawn…I just…this morning I thought I almost lost you for good so now I'm telling you that I love you and I…I want you to stay with me and love me…like I love you."
"Shawn please…don't listen to him. He's just…"
"Oh shut the hell up Chris. You're always sticking your nose where it doesn't belong."
"Yeah well I'm just sick and tired of seeing Shawn hurt…and by you no less!"
"I'm not intentionally trying to hurt Shawn. I love him. Why would I…?"
"Bullshit! Ok. So maybe you do love him but obviously it's not enough to call off your booty call with Randy to come see how your beloved is doing at the hospital!"
"Chris please…" Shawn started.
"NO! I HAVE HAD IT AND I BE DAMNED IF HE'S JUST GOING TO WALTZ UP IN HERE AND TAKE YOU LIKE YOU'RE HIS BITCH! HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU SHAWN. HE'S ONLY DOING THIS BECAUSE HE'S AFRAID OF LOSING TO ME!"
"Losing to you? Don't make me laugh. Shawn sweetie? Get your things and let's go back to my room. I'll take you by the doc for a checkup and we can grab some food before we get to the hotel." Shawn wasn't really paying attention. He was staring down at the floor letting Chris's words cloud his mind. "Shawn?"
"Huh? Oh I'm sorry. I…" Hunter cupped the side of his face and smiled.
"You don't have to apologize to me. You're just tired and stressed out, but who wouldn't be? You've got that man beast we call Batista after you so who could blame you?"
"Yeah but…" But everyone thinks you're bad for me. I've cared about you for a long time Hunter but…are you really the person I think you are or am I just fooling myself?
"Please Shawn? I'm begging you. Come back with me. I…I really love you and I couldn't bare to lose you like this."
"Shawn. Shawn listen to me. You know he's lying to you. How many times are you going to have to go through this?" Chris was reaching his breaking point but he was trying to hold it together, for Shawn's sake anyway.
"Chris…I'm…thank you for everything but I'm going with Hunter. I've been a burden long enough and…"
"Oh God Shawn! Why! WHY? WHY? WHY?" He stomped his feet then punched the wall behind him. I don't understand it. Hunter treats him like shit. How could he…?
"He loves me Chris and I…I love him too…maybe? I…I think he's telling the truth," he answered softly. He looked up and met Chris's gaze and he wanted to just crawl in a hole. Shawn doesn't love him. He only thinks he loves him. I could hear the uncertainty in his voice. Chris was shaking his head with a very sincere, but disappointing look on his face.
"Whatever. Just…just go. No. You know what? I'm outta here. Just close the damn door on your way out." Chris grabbed his keys off the table and left, slamming the door behind him. As he stormed up the hall towards the elevator, he cursed loudly every step of the way. Are you fucking kidding me? Hunter. I could just kill that son of a bitch! He loves Shawn? Sine when has that bastard done anything to prove his love for Shawn?! Sure he's nice to him and all but he fucks every other guy in the locker room. Why can't Shawn see Hunter for what he truly is…a fucking lunatic and manwhore! "DAMMIT!"
--xx--
"About time that loser shoves off. He hasn't been back three months and already he's making an ass out of himself."
"Hunter he helped me out. Please…try to be a little nicer to him. He doesn't mean any harm. He's just…"
"Madly in love with you but he can just get over it. You're mine and I refuse to let some poser get to you. You got your things?"
"Uh…yeah. I uh…didn't have any clothes so Chris let me borrow some of his."
"Oh God no! Yeah well we'll get you out of these clothes and into your own. Just the thought of his clothes touching your precious body burns the hell out of me." Shawn shook his head and started back to the bedroom. He quickly put on the clothes Chris had let him borrow and scribbled a note leaving it on the nightstand. "You ready baby?"
"Yeah. Uh…let's go." Hunter planted a kiss on Shawn's cheek and ushered him out the door.
--xx--
Chris had gone downstairs to the bar to get a drink. His head was throbbing and his heart felt heavy. Even though Shawn didn't belong to him, it hurt like hell watching Hunter kiss him like that. Damn Shawn. This isn't right. Hunter's a dog. You deserve better, way better than that sex crazed lunatic. Chris downed his last shot of vodka before heading back to the elevator. When the doors opened, he found himself face to face with Hunter and Shawn. Shawn met his eyes briefly before looking away, a hurt look daunting his handsome face. Hunter just smirked as he led Shawn out of the elevator.
"Catch you later Chris," Hunter said grinning from ear to ear.
"Go to hell Hunter." Chris hurried past the two of them, brushing Shawn's hand on his way inside. While Hunter was busy talking with the bellhop and hotel manager, Chris clasped Shawn's hand bringing it to his lips.
"Chris, what are you…? You can't!" Shawn hissed. Chris smirked before planting a gentle kiss on the back of his hand.
"Remember that I love you," he whispered. He backed away into the elevator and as the doors closed on Chris, the last thing he saw was him mouthing the words 'I love you' with tears streaming down his face.