Morrison pulled himself out of the pool and walked over to his towel, drying off. He could feel several eyes gawking at him, but he couldn't be less interested. Morrison only had eyes for one particular guy.

He put his towel over his shoulders and started walking back upstairs. Morrison had been at the pool for two hours, so Jeff and Phil should be done by now. 'Should,' thought Morrison with a scoff. He stopped by the soda machine on the way back to his room, and smirked seeing Jeff there with his hair all disheveled. "Hey Jeff."

Jeff looked behind him and returned his attention to the soda machine. "Hey. How was the pool?"

"Good, wet," said Morrison, leaning against the soda machine. "You should come sometime."

"Nah, I'm not much of a swimmer," said Jeff, putting his money in the machine. "Aren't you cold without a shirt on?"

Morrison shrugged. "Aren't you hot with long sleeves on?"

Jeff was about to respond until they heard some guys laughing and looking at Morrison. "I think they like you."

Morrison just grunted in response.

"You should go talk to them," said Jeff. "They're pretty cute."

"You're pretty cute," said Morrison, rubbing Jeff's chin.

"Hey!" Said Phil, walking up to them.

Morrison rolled his eyes and stepped away. "What?"

"I told you to keep your hands off of him," said Phil, getting in between Morrison and Jeff.

"Phil, you're making a scene," said Jeff, seeing people starting to look at them.

"I don't care," said Phil. "I'm tired of this piece of shit being all over you."

"I was touching his chin," said Morrison. "You're acting like you found us making out."

"I wouldn't be surprised if I did," said Phil.

"Phil!" Said Jeff.

"Let's go," grumbled Phil, taking Jeff's hand and going back to their room.

Morrison glared as they walked away. As soon as they were out of sight he punched the machine. "Fuck!"

"Phil!" Said Jeff, when they got in their room. "You need to calm down."

"How can I calm down when you and him are constantly flirting behind my back!" Said Phil.

"I wasn't flirting!" Said Jeff. "He was! That's what he does!"

"Oh so now you're making excuses for him!" Said Phil.

"No!" Said Jeff. "I'm just saying it's no reason to be constantly jealous!"

"You're right, I should be happy Morrison was touching you when he was shirtless, and that he saw you naked, and that he wants you!" Said Phil.

"It's not a big deal!" Said Jeff.

"Fine!" Said Phil. "Go fuck Morrison then since it's no big deal!"

He left the room and slammed the door. Jeff let out a frustrated yell and sat on the couch, putting his face in his hands.

Morrison was sitting on his couch when he heard them yelling and the door slammed. He sat there for a few minutes before sighing and getting up, putting a shirt on.

Jeff wiped the tears off his face as he went to answer the door after hearing a knock. He looked down at his feet when he saw Morrison. "What?"

"Can I come in?" Said Morrison. Jeff moved out of the doorway and Morrison entered the room. He sat next to Jeff and rubbed his back.

Jeff rested his head on his hand and sighed. He tried to just ignore Morrison's touch, but couldn't help but to lean in to it as Morrison wrapped his arms around him in a hug. His heart finally started to slow down back to a regular beat after the argument.

"Are you ok?" Said Morrison.

"I'm fine," said Jeff, looking at the ground.

Morrison rubbed Jeff's arm with one arm and his outer thigh with the other. He felt his heart start speeding up from being this close to Jeff. "I'm here if you need to talk."

"He just, gets so jealous," said Jeff, wiping his eye.

"Hey," said Morrison, turning Jeff's face toward him and rubbing his thumb over his cheek. "Don't cry." He felt his heart start racing as he stared at Jeff's lips and ran his thumb over them. Jeff noticed Morrison leaning in and instantly pulled away. "Leave."

"Jeff," said Morrison, pulling away. "I'm s-"

"I said leave!" Said Jeff, turning away from him. He waited until he heard the door open and close and fell apart, pulling his knees into his chest. Even though he didn't let him kiss him, her let Morrison get that close. 'I am a whore,' thought Jeff, pulling up his sleeve and looking at his arm, tears running down his face and dropping onto his scars.

Jeff waited and waited for Phil to come back, but after a half hour, he shook his head and went into the bathroom. He washed his face in the sink and looked at himself in the mirror. In the corner of his eye, he saw something shining in the reflection. Jeff turned around and saw it was a razor resting on the bathtub.

He but his lip and stared at it. It felt like it was calling to him. Jeff felt drawn to it. He picked it up and popped out the razors, holding one in his hands and letting the others fall. Jeff held it over his wrist, but let it drop to the ground when he heard the door to his room open. "Jeff?"

"Phil?" Said Jeff. He opened the door and Phil immediately pulled him into his arms.

Phil stroked his hair and held him close as Jeff wrapped his arms over his shoulders. "I'm sorry," said Phil, kissing his forehead.

Jeff just hugged him and lent his head against his. "I'm sorry too."

"No, you don't have anything to be sorry for," said Phil, picking Jeff up and carrying him into the bed before pulling him close again. "I overreacted, and I was just being a jealous bitch. But, a good thing did come of this."

Jeff gave him a soft smile. "What's that?"

"When I left, I made it about five minutes before I realized I needed you," said Phil, running his hand over Jeff's face. "I don't know how I survived without you back in the day, but I definitely can't live without you now. I need you more than air. I love you more than anything in the world."

"What'd you do with all that other time?" Said Jeff, pecking his lips with a smile.

"I made an investment," said Phil, reaching into his pocket. "I know, I'm not down on one knee or anything, but..." He pulled a box out of his pocket and opened it, showing Jeff a big diamond ring inside. "Will you marry me?"

Jeff covered his mouth and started tearing up, before slowly nodding his head. "Y- yes."

Phil put the ring on Jeff's ring finger and found his lips immediately attached to Jeff's. "I'm really glad you said that," said Phil,kissing Jeff back. He pulled another box out of his pocket, putting a ring on his finger. "These things were really expensive and the store has a no return policy."

Jeff laughed and kissed him again. Phil moaned and climbed on top of him. "Jeff, we don't, have, to, have sex, if you, don't, want to," said Phil, in between kisses.

"No, I want to," said Jeff, before reattaching their lips.

"Alright," said Phil. "But this isn't sex, this is making love."

Morrison seethed in his bed when he heard moans coming from Jeff and Phil's room. Phil just made him cry, and left him, and he was still getting some. Morrison knew he shouldn't have tried to kiss Jeff, but there is no possible reason why Phil should even be in Jeff's presence right now. He pulled his pillow over his head and just tried to go to sleep, ignoring the pleasured sounds coming from their room.

The next morning, Phil woke up and pulled Jeff as close to him as possible and pecked his lips. That felt just like their first time all over again. Well, the first time Phil remembered, at least. "Good morning, Mr. Brooks."

Jeff smiled and kissed him back. "Mr. Brooks?"

"Yeah, Jeff Brooks sounds much better than Phil Hardy," said Phil.

Jeff laughed and buried his face into Phil's chest. Phil kissed the top of his head and pulled away. "I'm gonna go shower."

"Mmmkay," said Jeff with a yawn, snuggling into the blanket. He laid there for a few seconds before his eyes snapped open. "Wait, Phil-" Jeff quickly went to the bathroom and grimaced when he saw Phil holding the razor blades.

"I swear, this isn't what it looks like," said Jeff.

"Lemme see you arms," said Phil, tossing the blades aside and holding his hand out.

"I didn't do anything with them," said Jeff, holding his arms out. "I just took them out and looked at them. That's it."

"Why?" Said Phil, looking over Jeff's arm.

"I don't know," said Jeff. "It just happened."

"Fuck, Jeff," said Phil, letting go of Jeff's arm. "You promised me this wouldn't happen again!"

Jeff furrowed his brows. "When did I promise you that?"

"That night fucking Jericho roofied you!" Said Phil. "I held you in my arms and you promised me you'd never do it again!"

Jeff's eyes gleamed at him. "You remember."

"I... Yeah, I remember," said Phil, softening his gaze. "I remember you, and your past, and that night. I didn't sleep with you that night, and I, I fell in love with you-"

Jeff immediately embraced him and kissed his cheek. "I missed you so much, Phil."

Phil softly wrapped his arms around Jeff. "I love you, Jeff. I'm sorry it took me so long to remember that."

"I love you too, Phil," said Jeff, kissing him.

Phil moaned against his lips. "So, what do you want to do today, future Mr. Brooks?" Jeff blushed and laughed and Phil kissed him again.

Morrison came to their door about ten minutes later. Jeff went to answer the door when he heard a knock since Phil was in the shower.

"Hey," said Morrison, when the door opened. "I need to talk to you."

"John, this really isn't the time," said Jeff.

"Yes, it is," said Morrison, pulling Jeff out of the room before he could shut the door.

"What do you want?" Said Jeff, crossing his arms in annoyance.

"How could you let him fuck you after he made you cry and abandoned you?!" Said Morrison.

"John!" Said Jeff, covering Morrison's mouth. "People can hear you!"

John felt something on Jeff's hand and pulled it away, looking at a big diamond on his finger. "What the fuck is this?"

"What do you think it is, John?" Said Jeff, with a sigh.

"Jeff, you can't marry him!" Said Morrison. "You're, you're supposed to be with... someone else-"

"Yes, I can, and I'm going to," said Jeff. "I love Phil, and he loves me more than anything in the world."

"No he doesn't!" Said Morrison. "You're making a huge mistake! God, are you that stupid-"

He instantly felt a stinging sensation on his cheek and brought his hand up to it.

"Fuck off!" Said Jeff, walking back into his room and slamming the door.

Phil walked out of the bathroom and saw Jeff sitting on the bed, looking visibly up set. "Hey," said Phil, sitting next to Jeff and putting his arm around him. "What's wrong?"

Jeff sighed and put his head and on Phil's shoulder. "John took the engagement just about as well as expected."

"Oh," said Phil, kissing the top of his head. "Well, he can go fuck himself."

Jeff chuckled a little and looked up at him, pecking his jaw. "I kinda slapped him. It hurt my hand."

Phil smirked and kissed his hand. "Ada boy. Now, whatever happened last night, or, whatever didn't happen, it's not you. You're stronger than that. You're better than that. No matter what, I love you, and I'm gonna be by your side forever."

Jeff smiled and kissed him. He grabbed Phil's hand and intertwined their fingers. "I love you too, Phil."

Morrison flopped down on his bed and groaned, running his hands over his face. He did feel bad about calling Jeff stupid, and not just because of the stinging sensation on his cheek. Morrison put his hands over his eyes and just tried to take a short, relaxing nap. His dreams weren't quite on the same page with him, though.

~Dream~

Morrison woke up when he felt something on top of him. He opened his eyes and saw Jeff straddling him. "Wha- Jeff?"

"Hey," said Jeff, in a low voice with a smirk. He ran his hands over Morrison's chest.

"What are you doing?" Said Morrison, biting his lip. He could already feel his body reacting to Jeff's touch.

"You, silly," said Jeff, with a giggle.

Morrison's eyes widened. "But, Phil-"

"I don't want Phil," said Jeff, laying down on Morrison. "I want you."

Morrison closed his eyes and felt Jeff's lips come to him. He moaned and wrapped his arms around Jeff's waist. Jeff ran his tongue over Morrison's lips, and ground against him. Morrison flipped their positions and pulled Jeff's legs apart, laying between them. "God, you're so sexy."

Jeff moaned. "Mmmm, John. You're so much better than Phil."

"Mmmm," said John, bringing his lips to Jeff's neck. "I knew you wanted me."

"Ugh," said Jeff, running his nails down John's arms. "I've always wanted you."

Morrison brought his hands down to Jeff's pants, sliding then down

~Dream~

Morrison's eyes snapped open and he groaned. "Damn it."

He looked at the time and saw two hours had passed. Morrison sighed and got out of bed, walking over to Jeff and Phil's room.

Jeff nuzzled his face into Phil's neck as they cuddled on the couch. "I love you."

"I love you more," said Phil, kissing his forehead. Jeff giggled and they looked at the door when they heard a knock. Phil groaned and got up, answering the door.

"Hey," said Morrison, standing outside the door. "I wanted to talk to you guys."

"Johnny boy," said Phil, walking out of the room and clapping his hand on Morrison's back. "Come on, we need to have a talk."

"Uh," said Morrison, when Phil started leading him down a hallway. "Last night-"

"I know," said Phil.

"You do?" Said Morrison.

"Yup," said Phil. "Jeff told me what happened."

"And you're not mad?" Said Morrison.

"Nooooooo why would I be mad?" Said Phil. "You only tried to make out with my fiancé."

"Ok, making out is a little extreme," said Morrison. "And technically, he wasn't your fiancé yet."

Phil glared over his shoulder at Morrison, making him look down as they continued to walk. "It's an understatement compared to what you had in mind."

"I wasn't gonna go that far," said Morrison. "I was just, acting in the moment. I only went over there to comfort him."

"Like how you used to "comfort" him?" Said Phil, with a scoff.

"No not like that," said Morrison. "I told you I didn't want that."

"Whatever," said Phil. He stopped walking and turned around to face Morrison, crossing his arms. "I just want you to know, I love Jeff more than anything in this world. I don't know of you like him, or if you just want to fuck him, or whatever. He's mine, so if you even think about trying to do that again, I will not hesitate to knock you to the ground."

"Whatever," said Morrison, crossing his arms and glaring at the ground.

"I mean it, John," said Phil, taking a very serious tone. "Leave him alone."

"I will," grumbled Morrison, before walking back to his room.

When Phil walked back into his room Jeff looked up at him from the couch. "Did you yell at him?"

"I did not," said Phil, sitting next to Jeff and putting his arm around him. "I just explained calmly to him what would happen if he tried that shit again."

"It wasn't completely his fault," said Jeff, crossing his arms and looking at the ground.

"He was gonna try to take advantage of you. You didn't do anything wrong," said Phil, turning Jeff's cheek to face him.

"I just, feel dirty," said Jeff, looking Phil in the eye.

Phil smirked. "Well, let's go shower and clean you right up."

Jeff laughed as Phil picked him up and carried him to the shower.

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