Zack hadn't been booked for the live event being held in Long Island currently. He's getting used to it by now but it still stings. He's slumped on his couch, dozing, when he's awoke by his phone repeatedly buzzing in his hand. Sighing, he lifts it up and reads through the various mentions made about him, gaping at it in shock. "Are you serious, bro?!"

-x

It always take a long time to get going after an event. For the rare time there's an event near someone's house, that person gets to leave the arena, either grab a bite to eat, or just go straight home to sleep the night's aches and pains away. The best part is it helps to not have to pay for a hotel and risk getting a bug infested, stained mess of a room.

Passing on getting something to eat, Dolph waits for traffic to clear- which it does painfully slowly- to go back to Zack's apartment. It's cold outside and it only feels moderately better in the lobby of the apartment building so he's relieved to unlock Zack's door and slip inside, shutting it tightly against the chilly air, taking a minute to breathe in the warmer air.

There are lights on in the living room so he heads that way, dropping his bag on the floor before he glances around for Zack. His eyes soften when he finds him slumped over on the couch, dozing with his phone in his hand. "Kid, what are you doing out here? Huh? It might feel nice to me right now, but I know how drafty your apartment is... you should be snug and warm in your bed."

Spotting Zack's phone, he tugs it out of his fingers and grips him under the arms, pulling him to his feet. Zack mumbles under his breath as Dolph wraps one of his arms around his shoulders, holding him close so he could keep Zack from tripping over his own feet. "Fine, I guess it's up to me to make sure you don't freeze to death in your own living room," he murmurs, guiding Zack down the hallway.

Nothing seriously bad happens to either of them on the trip back to the bedroom but Dolph still breathes a little easier once Zack is settled against his pillows, staring down at him as he sleeps on. Shaking his head fondly, Dolph kicks his shoes off and lies down, peering up at the ceiling. He's still awake a couple minutes later when Zack makes a soft humming noise and rolls over, throwing an arm over his chest. Dolph peeks down at him before resting a hand on his, grimacing when he realizes just how cold he actually still is compared to Zack's sleepy warmth. He starts to feel bad about potentially waking the broski up but there's not much to do about it now, so he waits and sure enough...

"Hey, bro," Zack mumbles against his shoulder.

"Hey, kid." They lay in silence for a few moments longer, Zack nuzzling closer to him.

"You're freezing, bro," he sighs.

"I know." Zack's still half asleep, but he starts trying to rub warmth into Dolph's flesh anyway. By the time he feels less like an ice cube, Dolph starts to doze off too, too comfortable to move or do anything else.

Zack leans up and lazily kisses him. "Thanks for the shout out tonight, bro. I'm glad someone can wins matches partially thanks to my moves."

"Heard about that, huh?" Dolph smirks. "Any time, kid. I may not live full time at Long Island, but I stay here a lot and it kind of feels like a second... or third... home..." Zack makes a face at him and he laughs. "My summer house in New Jersey, kid."

"Oh, right." He settles back against Dolph and closes his eyes. "At least I know you haven't forgotten about me."

"Never," Dolph promises breathily, resting a hand on Zack's back and dozing off himself.