A/N Sorry about not updating this one sooner.
I Just Can't Get Enough.
Chapter 4 : Work With Me Here.
(Next Day)
Wade sighed as he rolled over in his bed. His arm hanging lazily off the bed, his eyes partly closed as he snuggled himself up to the one side of the covers. Yawning slightly, Wade went to lift himself up, but was pulled back down by two strong arms. Wade chuckled leaning back on the chest he had just been pulled to, his hands running up and down the others sides. "Cena," He laughed half heatedly before turning himself around. Then, he gasped and almost screamed out in shock as he didn't see John, but instead - Randy Orton. Wade stared at Randy's face, the Viper seemed to be sleeping - no matter what he wanted to do though - Wade couldn't take his eyes off of Randy's face. Suddenly, he remembered why they were in the same bed and why they were so close.
Vince. It was all his fault.
xXx
The show had just ended and John had been yelling about how he didn't want to go against Ryback because it wasn't fair, Wade had just been sitting there - in John's locker room. Listening only a little bit, his mind being distracted by what he had been told by Vince - the fact that his old feud with Randy Orton was going to start-up again. Truth be told, when Randy and Wade had started feuding, they hadn't really gotten to know each other very well. It was just a - Yea, hey. Lets get this over with - type of thing. Of course you also had to count in what happened in Nexus and everything else. But never the less, they hadn't got to know each other and something inside Wade made him feel nervous about it. Just then, Vince came in - making John shut his mouth almost straight away.
"Boy's, glad to see you're together again - makes things easier. We need to talk." Vince looked at Wade then John.
"About what, now?" John asked coming over to where Wade was and sitting down by him.
"Well, as you two know, Wade and Randy are going to feud again - "
"Sounds worst every time I hear it." John muttered but Vince ignored it.
"So Wade, you'll be going to stay with Randy in his hotel room so tomorrow you can both get up bring and early to start training together. John, you and Sheamus will be sharing a room too - Ryback will be in his room with Mark Henry; who, sooner or later will become part of a feud with Sheamus. After the tag team match of the year happens."
"What!" John yelled standing up again. "I will not let Wade go to that freaks room!"
"Cena!" Wade scolded about the name calling.
"What, he is a freak - "
"Please stop call him that." Wade slightly glared at John, who had now forgotten that Vince was in the room all together.
"Why, unless you've got something to get off your chest?!"
"What do you mean by that?" Wade questioned a look on disbelief on his face.
"Why would you stick up for him unless you've cheated on me behind my back!"
"Now, now - boys." Vince tried to intervene but it was too late.
"I would never cheat on you! I can't believe you'd say that."
"Well guess what, I just did. Maybe if you could keep your legs crossed for more than a day - I might have believed you." John growled at his young lover. Wade sat there, his mouth open, not knowing what to say to that. Vince rocked on his feet, looking rather uncomfortable in the same room as the two lovers.
"Nice weather we're having." Vince tried to change the subject, but it failed. Wade stood up, shaking his head at John - tears clearly seen in his eyes.
"I cannot believe you would say that to me," Wade walked up to John. "You're a bastard." And with that, he slapped John on the face. The American never did anything back, realising - too late - that he had gone to far.
"I'm going to the hotel, if you need me - gentlemen," Wade looked between them. "You can ring me, or I'll be in Randy's room." And then Wade walked out of the locker room. Vince calling after him that he would text Wade Randy's room number.
A short while later and Wade stood just outside Randy's hotel room. He just about knocked once on the door before it opened, Randy was in nothing but a deep purple coloured towel Wade had to admit, with water dripping from him, Randy looked really hot. And also, Wade was blushing. Randy was watching him, his blue eyes travailing over Wade's body. The Brit tried to act as though he hadn't noticed it, but he did and he couldn't help but blush even more.
"Vince...said I had to stay with you." Wade said, his voice rather squeaky as he did. Randy just stared, finally - after what seemed like forever - he moved out-of-the-way. Allowing Wade to come in. The Brit looked around the room, it was small, had a small window and...only one bed. Wade went to question it by turning around, just to see Randy's eyes lift up immediately - clearly he had been looking at Wade's arse. So he just turned back around and rolled his eyes, walking over to the bed and sitting down on it after making a gestures which Randy nodded too. Moments past and they just watched each other, a very awkward silences between them. Randy was the first to do something as he went into the bathroom with his mobile phone. He mustn't have thought it, but Wade could hear every word he was saying to who ever he was on the phone to.
'What do I do if that girl, you know the one we talked about earlier, should show up?'
Wade frowned, he should have told Vince no, he should have figured that Randy was going to be seeing a girl. For some reason, he couldn't help the pang of...jealousy running through him.
'Ok, yea - there's only one bed though and - '
Wade layed back on the bed, it was very comfy actually.
'But...what if I push it too far too soon? what if he - she, freaks out.'
The Brit looked towards the bathroom door, he hoped that Randy wouldn't plan on doing anything with a girl while he was in the room.
'Fine, just act normal. Don't do anything with her unless she wants it, got ya.' Randy repeated the words that were being said to him through the phone. 'And above all - wear protection? Sheamus!'
Ah, so it was the Irish man who Randy was talking to, Wade smiled - those two were like brothers. He laughed a little though at the thought of Randy asking Sheamus for girl advise.
'Whatever, yea, will do. Bye.'
Randy walked out of the bath room. His towel gone and replaced with a pair of jeans that must have been in the bathroom earlier. Walking over to the bed, Randy sat on the other end. Wade's head just about reached Randy's hand that was also on the bed. The awkwardness coming back ten full. Wade slowly scooted himself to be under the covers taking off his jacket and jeans while being under the blanket. He knew it was rude, but he never slept right in his clothes - not all of them anyway. Randy watched as Wade placed his clothes neatly on the floor, the Brit was left in nothing but his grey vest shirt and a pair of black boxers.
"Sorry if this courses trouble for you and that girl, Orton." Wade yawned snuggling into the pillow after turning onto his stomach. No words were said, but Wade felt the bed dip even more so as if Randy had layed down as well. Without even realising it, Wade had fell asleep with Randy's hand resting on his thigh.
xXx
As Wade remembered about what happened and his fight with Cena, Randy started to stir. So Wade, being the brain box of Britain that he is, quickly rested his head on Randy's chest - pretending that he was asleep. And then, he felt it, Randy's hands tracing up his back and into his hair. 'What the fu - ' Wades thoughts were cut off as he also felt a kiss linger on his forehead. He thought that Randy was straight! Wait, maybe Randy was still partly asleep and thought that Wade was that girl.
"So damn beautiful." He heard Randy mutter as he inhaled Wade's scent. Moments passed and Wade found himself falling to sleep again under Randy's touch, and before he knew it - he was asleep again.
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Review Or Pm. Crap ending, I know. My bad about all the mistakes, but I'm really tired and completely knackered from to-day.
