Summary: Jeff makes a mistake and his boyfriend is mad at him. Written for an amazing new friend of mine, Cal-Wills who has this pairing as her OTP.
"You know you're an idiot?" Jeff didn't look up from his position on the locker room bench, but nodded his head regardless. "It was a rhetorical question you idiot." Jeff cracked a small smile as Adam took a seat on the bench next to him, the elder man slinging an arm around his shoulder.
"I fucked up Ads," Jeff sighed softly. The long haired blonde snorted.
"Ya think?" he teased. At the sound of the locker room door closing both men looked up, Adam standing at the sight of the man standing in the doorway.
"I'll call ya later Jeffy," he said softly before he left the room.
"Hi," Jeff murmured softly, staring up at his boyfriend. Punk didn't say a word, just moved to sit at Jeff's side. The two men sat in silence for a while before Punk bumped Jeff's shoulder with his own, letting his boyfriend know that he was no longer mad. Jeff smiled over at his boyfriend briefly before he linked his hand with Punks and led him out of the room and back to their hotel. He'd remember their anniversary next year.
