"This is not shredded Chris this is fucking destroyed! Who in the fuck would do something like this and why?! Who's stalking that sparkly ass of yours to want to go this far to get you back?!" Seth looked around the bedroom in angry surprise. The bed was ripped and gutted right down to the springs. The sheets and clothes were strewn in shreds across the room. "This is worse than the god damn living room. These bastards really wanted to scare you."
"Yeah well they succeeded because I'm scared and you know I don't scare easily." Chris looked around the room in frustration. "There's no one who would go this far Seth, not that I know of and you know I know some wild people."
"What about your ex, Sydney. Think he's capable of doing this?" Seth could feel his stomach twist at the look on Chris' face. "Hey, hey what is it?"
"He, uh, h-he probably...but he shouldn't know where we moved to or if..." Chris broke off as he looked from the bed to Seth then back. "Sydney may have...I can't be sure but..."
"But what Chris either this fucker knows where we stay or he doesn't, which the fuck is it."Seth watched as Chris turned a light red, his silence giving him away. "He knows where we stay because he's been here hasn't he?"
"I was drunk, K-kevin and I had gone out a-and had one to many. I don't remember how it happened but we went to get something to eat and next thing I know Sydney is sitting down at the table as if we were the best of friends." Chris stared at the bed. "Kev dropped me off and I came in alone but..."
"Did you fuck him." Seth felt his hands clench as Chris continued to stare at the bed. When the blond remained silent, Seth felt a numbing coldness move over him. "You fucked your ex in our bed?" Seth glared at the pale blond, anger making him see red. "The bed I bought you, in the fucking house I gave you as an anniversary gift?! Are you god damn serious Chris?! I left because you accused me of cheating with Dean, haven't been with anyone but my fucking hand and you go out and get fucked..."
"I didn't Seth ok! I didn't fuck him but..." Chris broke off as he tried to remember what happened that night. "I wasn't that drunk, I mean ok yeah I'd had enough but I know my limit and there's no way I was that drunk." Chris shook his head as he turned to face Seth. He flinched at the angry glare, aware that he probably deserved it on some level. "I didn't Seth, not here and not in our bed! I woke up the next morning and there were roses all over the bed and candy sitting by the door. I thought it was from you so I called and you never answered. I thought..."
"You thought I was playing a game with you? Come on Chris that doesn't even fucking sound like me. You're not stupid, been in this game far longer than most. You know how the mind of an asshole like Sydney works. Why would I send flowers and candy just to have them left outside? I'm not scared of you sparkle crotch, if I were going to apologize you should know I would have done better than that."
Chris nodded, gaze back on the bed. How did he tell Seth that he'd woken up to the rose petals, while a bubble bath had been waiting for him and he couldn't remember whether he did or did not have sex with his ex. "Seth..."
Seth knew there was more, had a feeling Chris wasn't telling him everything so he waited. Turning to look around the room, he frowned to notice a pile of rose petals in the trash and Chris' clothes in the corner. He frowned to see one of his favorite shirts sitting in the stack. "Hey, what's the deal..." He frowned when he walked over and picked up the garment, eyes narrowing in anger. "Maybe not in the bed but still in the house."
"Seth?" Chris frowned, following him to the corner. "How..." He stopped as Seth turned to him, the look on his face making his stomach churn. He glanced at the shirt in Seth's hands and frowned. "I haven't worn that in almost six months, forgot it was in the closet actually."
"And yet it smells like you had it on last night and specifically like you fucked someone while wearing it." Seth tried to keep his tone even as he watched Chris closely. "You can't remember whether you fucked him or not can you? You don't even fucking know what happened after Owens dropped you off?!" Seth wanted to reach out and grab Chris, to force an answer from him. He dropped the shirt as he glared at the blond. Shaking his head, Seth turned to leave the room. He couldn't stay here, knowing that Chris had someone else here and in their bed. When Chris called out to him, Seth ignored him. Walking back towards the living room, Seth looked for his bag and keys. He was going back to the hotel, if Chris wanted to be with his ex then he wouldn't stand in the way.
Chris watched as the shirt fell to the floor and Seth moved from view. He stared at the fabric until he heard the bedroom door open behind him. "Seth..." Chris turned to find the room empty. Dropping the bag in his hand, he took off down the hallway, calling out to the angry brunette. "Seth wait, where..."
"Any fucking where but here! I did everything you asked of me, gave everything you asked and the first time you don't get fucked on a regular basis you go out and..."
"I did not fuck him Seth! I didn't I swear to you and wouldn't do it here in the house or our bed!"
"But you can't be sure now can you? You can't say for certain that you did not have sex with Sydney because you can't even remember what the fuck happened that night!" Seth tried to reign in his temper, tried to keep his tone even as he watched the confused expression in front of him. "That's why he showed up at the arena. You two..." Seth broke off as he turned to look for his keys. "Fuck you both, you want him so god damn bad then go back to him. I'm going back to the hotel, you should have just..."
"You can't leave Seth. Please, I swear nothing happened between us, nothing! I wouldn't cheat on you and not with him of all people!" Chris reached out for Seth, flinching when he jerked away. "Please, Seth don't leave."
Seth was torn between his anger and love for Chris. Rationally, he knew Chris would never cheat on him but he wasn't rational, never was when it came to the blond in front of him. "Convince me then, convince me that you've not had sex with him then I'll let it go."
Chris studied the man standing in front of him, knew what the words meant and knew he had to play this right or Seth would leave him. "There are six bedrooms in this house, two of which we use regularly." He swallowed as he watched Seth's expression. "That leaves four upstairs that are empty." He watched the flush that darkened Seth's skin, felt a hot rush of pride at being able to affect him still. "You want me to convince you then take me upstairs." He waited to see what Seth would do, watched as he struggled with his anger and indecision. Walking over to where he stood, Chris took a deep breath before reaching out to touch Seth. Lifting a tentative hand to his chest, he moved slowly, giving him the chance to move if he wanted. "I'd never cheat on you Seth, not with Sydney and not in our house." He placed a hand over Seth's heart, waited to see if he'd move away and let out a soft sigh when he didn't. "I've never invited Sydney here and I've not had any type of contact with him since the last time you put him on his ass." He grinned at Seth's small smirk. "Come upstairs Seth, don't leave. I'll stay in the second guest suite and you can have the first one." Chris knew Seth preferred the second suite, he enjoyed the breeze the room was usually able to capture at night.
Seth frowned, heart racing as he looked at the blond in front of him. He wanted to give in to the pleading in Chris' voice, to ignore what he'd seen and just say yes. After six months of them not being together, Seth wanted his boyfriend back. But how could he give in if Chris didn't remember having cheated on him? Stepping back, he watched as Chris' expression fell and his stomach clenched. "I want to, christ you don't know how badly I want to but..."
"I swear I did not have sex with him Seth! Please, you have to believe me, there is no way..." Chris grabbed Seth, holding on to him as he stiffened in surprise. "You said you love me, if you love me you wouldn't leave me here alone again! You wouldn't..."
"I didn't have a choice Chris, you were accusing me of something you know I wouldn't do. Then you told me to get out so I got out. Now you want me to move back in because your ex is stalking you? What reason does he have to stalk you if you haven't given him one?" Seth felt Chris' arms tighten around him as he tried to extricate himself from the blond's grip. "Let go Chris I am not..."
"You are staying here, I can prove to you I didn't fucking sleep with Sydney, I just...I-I need you to stay here for me to do that though." Chris looked at the stiff jaw, searching the bearded face of the man in front of him. "If you love me you wouldn't leave."
"You put me out Chris! Told me to leave and I did, now..."
"Now I'm asking you to come back home! I've been asking Seth but you refused, not me! You know you could have come back at anytime but..." Chris broke off with a moan as Seth kissed him. He slid his arms up the broad back and pulled Seth closer, panting as he pulled back. "O-or we can stay right here and..." He was cut off as Seth leaned down to kiss him, this time Chris could feel his anger and love. Pulled Seth closer, demanding everything he had to give. When Seth picked him up, Chris wrapped his legs around his waist and held on. "The couch, Seth it's..."
Seth growled low as he turned to his right, he didn't head to the couch, instead moving to the lazy boy Chris had gotten him for his birthday. "Fuck the couch, I'm going to find out for myself if you've been fucking around our not." Turning, he let Chris slid down his body, shuddering at the pleasure that raced along his spine. "Christ I've missed you." He groaned against Chris' neck. He tried to resist the hot body pressed against him, trying to refocus on what they were originally going to do. "Chris..."
Chris held on to Seth, pressing against him as tried to help the brunette undress. "Hurry up Seth, it's been six months." Chris groaned as Seth picked him up and sat him in the chair. Hands going to the waist band of his pants, Chris let out a soft whine as Seth stopped him. "I need..."
"To wait, damnit you're not in control this time Chris." Seth pressed his face against Chris' stomach. Sucking in a harsh breath, Seth moved his hands over Chris, reacquainting himself with the smooth, tan body. "I swear if I find out you fucked this asshole..."
"I didn't Seth, christ stop talking about him and do something, please?" Chris shivered as Seth's touch turned rough, his hands more demanding in their search. Reaching for Seth's shirt, Chris grinned when strong, broad arms automatically went up. Running his hands over Seth's skin, Chris sighed. "Missed you to Seth." Chris knew he had to remember what happened that night and the only person he could think to talk to was Kevin. Shaking his head, Chris refocused on the man watching him, a frown curving his lips down. "Seth, what is it?"
Studying the worried blond in front of him, Seth sighed. "As much as I want to do this, we can't." Seth cut off Chris' protest with a hard kiss. "You can't remember what happened that night and all of a sudden Sydney shows up at a show? "Something happened Chris, either he doped you or you just don't want to tell me. Either way, as much as I want you we can't."
Chris tried to push back the feeling of disappointment as he held Seth's dark gaze. He knew Seth was right, that if he couldn't remember what happened, doing anything with Seth would be tainted. Nodding his head, Chris turned away from the searching gaze, stomach twisting as he fought back his insecurities. Again, he knew that Seth was right, it still didn't ease the sense of being unwanted.
"Don't do that Chris, look at me. I want you, ok, god I want you so fucking bad but not if this is going to muddle things for us. We've been through enough already, do we need anymore shit?" Seth pulled Chris against him, watching as he tried to hide his face against Seth's neck. "If he did something to you I need you to tell me, Chris. Your history with him..."
"I know what it is Seth but I swear as far as I can remember nothing happened." Chris tried to stop shaking as broad hands slowly moved over him. "Do you think..."
"I don't know what to think but I know him and he's been known to drug his partners. You know first hand..." Seth stopped at the sudden frown on Chris' face. "Chris?"
"I left and went to the bathroom, at the restaurant, I'd been gone maybe three or four minutes?When I came back Kevin was at the counter and..." Eyes widening, Chris pulled back from Seth. "We'd ordered drinks before I left the table, when I came back..."
Seth sighed, fighting to control his temper. "So he could have drugged you again, fucked you, then left the flowers and candy." Standing up, Seth turned towards the door. "If I find him..."
"Stop, Seth look that's not my concern right now! I mean it is a worry but what about the house!" Chris grabbed Seth and pulled him back. "Please, we can worry about Sydney later, right now can we focus on the house? I love this place and moving is a pain in the ass."
Seth sighed as he shook his head. "Yeah ok, look let's clean tis shit up. We're not calling the police, I know some people I can get to check into this." Pulling out his phone, Seth sent off a quick text to Dean. Once done, he followed Chris back to their bedroom, stopping him before he could open the door. "No, we'll have someone come clean up down here. For now we'll sleep upstairs, you with me in the first suite." Seth pulled Chris back from the door and pulled him down the hallway. "We'll figure this out, right now I'm fucking tired and sore. You can give me a massage to make up for this shit so far."
Chris grinned as the headed upstairs. He wasn't going to argue with Seth any longer. For now they would get the house back in order, the situation with Sydney would be taken care of later.
