"Are you sure you're okay?"
Jeff rolled his eyes. Matt was being really annoying right now. "I'm fine Matty. The stretcher cushioned my Swanton. Besides, I've done a lot more dangerous jumps than that one."
That didn't seem to appease Matt. "Come here," he said, forcing Jeff to sit down on a chair in the middle of the room. "Let me check you over."
"But Matty, I have things to do tonight! I have friends to see and an Addy to get fucked by."
Matt groaned. "Jeff!"
At that moment, Adam let himself into the room. "Dr. Copeland is here, he's queer and he's got Skittles."
"Skittles!" Jeff said happily. He got up, took the Skittles from Adam and sat back down.
"Okay, first of all, I thought you were bi," Matt said to Adam. "Second of all, this is my locker room, so get out!"
Adam glared at him. "Well first of all, I am bi, but queer actually rhymes with here, so I said that instead. Second of all, I don't want to get out. I'm here to check on Jeff."
"Well I'm already looking after him so you can leave."
"Well I'm not going to leave, so stop acting like a little bitch."
"How about I just castrate you and toss you out a window?"
"Matty! Play nice!" Jeff scolded. He put a handful of Skittles into his mouth. "Why can't we all just get along?"
"Because your brother is a bitter moron who can't let things go," Adam answered.
Matt glared at Adam before looking at Jeff. "Maybe if the thing you are fucking wasn't such an asshole, I would be a little nicer."
"I am not a thing!"
Phil and John let themselves into the room. "Oh goodie, we're just in time to see yet another Adam/Matt argument," Phil said happily. He sat down next to Jeff and grinned at the two pissed off men. "You may proceed any time you wish."
Adam glared at Phil. "Shut up Punk."
Jeff pouted at Adam. "Don't tell Phil to shut up. He's my friend."
"That's right, you tell him Jeff," Phil encouraged. He held out his hand. "Can I have some Skittles?"
Jeff gave him an offended look. "I didn't say I liked you THAT much!"
Adam laughed and walked over to Jeff just to kiss him. "Now that was cute."
"I'm always cute."
"Yeah, that's definitely true."
Jeff couldn't help but notice how Matt was not only looking away as he kissed Adam again, but his fists were also clenched into tight little balls. He wished Matt wouldn't be like that. He wanted Matt and Adam to get along. Even though it had only been a few since he and Adam had first hooked up, he had been happier than he had been in months. He just wished Matt would be a little more understanding.
John looked at Matt closely. "Can I ask you something?"
"Uh…sure," Matt said slowly.
"Why does Chris's eye twitch every time I say your name?"
Matt's eye twitched as he just stared at John. "What?"
John pursed his lips and squinted his eyes. "Chris."
Matt's eye twitched again and the oldest Hardy put his hand over it to make it stop. "Would you cut that out? That's not funny."
"Chris," Phil said, making Matt's other eye twitch.
"Ack!" Matt screamed, putting his hand over his other eye. "Stop it you bastards!"
Jeff saw the gleam in Adam's eyes and he knew his lover was plotting to do something mean. But before he could stop him, the Canadian was poking Matt in the ribs as hard as he could. "Chris Chris Chris Chris Chris Chris…"
"Can we stop saying the bastard's name?" Jeff finally yelled. The last thing he really wanted to hear was his ex-boyfriend's name. No matter how much he didn't want it to, thinking about Chris still hurt. Their conversation they had the other day hadn't helped any. It had just made him feel even more hurt and confused.
Adam froze in mid-poke. "Why are you getting so upset about that jackass babe?"
Matt took his hands off his eyes and slapped Adam across the face.
"Matt!" Jeff yelled in frustration.
"He was poking me!" Matt said defensively.
Adam rubbed the side of his face. "So? That doesn't give you free reign to slap me as hard as you like."
"Well you also weren't being sensitive to Jeff's feelings."
"I just asked him a question!"
"About his ex-boyfriend." Matt looked at Jeff. "You see? He's no good for you, just like I told you he wasn't."
Jeff slowly got up to his feet and actually set the Skittles down on the chair. He was getting really tired of this argument. "Matt, you need to stop it," he said quietly, getting right in his older brother's face. "Okay? Just stop being petty and stop with the damn comments. I've had about enough of this crap."
Matt sighed. "Fine." He grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder. "I'll see you later then."
"Wait, I didn't tell you to leave!" Jeff protested as Matt stormed out. He tried to chase after his brother but the door refused to open for him. "Ugh, Matt, that's not fair! You cursed the damn door!" He kicked at it, but he only succeeded in hurting his toe. "OW! Bastard thing! Why won't you open?"
Adam gently pulled Jeff away from the door. "You're not twisting the knob the right way sweetie." He twisted the knob the opposite way that Jeff had been doing it. The door came open easily.
Jeff sighed. He was still going to maintain that Matt cursed the door. He started to leave to go after his brother again, but he heard the unmistakable crinkling of candy paper. He slowly turned around and found Phil trying to steal some of his Skittles. "What do you think you're doing?" he growled dangerously.
Phil slowly put the candy back into the bag. He looked kind of scared now. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."
Jeff scowled and reclaimed his Skittles. "Don't you ever touch them again you bastard. I'll kill you."
The others gave him a scared look. He sighed. "I was kidding you idiots." He paused and thought about it. "Maybe."
XXXXXXXX
Chris saw Matt heading out towards his car. He bit his lip as he found his feet forcing him to follow the dark haired man. He felt so torn and confused right now that he could barely stand it. Why did he have to want two things at once? Why couldn't he have just been happy having Jeff? Why did he have to start wanting Matt? Where had those feelings come from anyway? Matt wasn't gay or even bi (as far as he knew anyway). But for some reason, he had developed (and maintained) his feelings for Matt, all while still loving Jeff.
Like loving him did a whole lot of good, he thought bitterly to himself. You threw it all away because you almost kissed Matt one night when he was drunk back in late December. Now Jeff's got Adam and you're all alone.
Chris groaned to himself. He didn't want to think about Adam. Thinking about that sneaky bastard made him want to throttle the fucker for even daring to look at Jeff. It was hard watching his ex-boyfriend constantly flirt with a man who had been his friend once upon a time.
Matt stopped walking. "I know you're following me Chris." He turned around and glared at the blonde. "What do you want?"
"We need to talk," Chris said with a sigh.
"About what?"
"About the other night."
Matt gulped and tried to start walking away. "I don't want to talk about that."
Chris immediately went after him. He forced Matt to turn around and pushed him up against the nearest car. "We have to talk about it," he insisted. "It's the whole reason this Jeff/Adam thing is happening."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I had to break up with Jeff because of you. I had to end the best thing in my life because I knew that the day was going to come when I was going to act out my attraction to you and I didn't want to hurt him like that."
Matt glared at him. "You ended up hurting him anyway, so that plan didn't really work, now did it? Now if you excuse me, I have to--"
Chris couldn't take it anymore. He kissed Matt as hard as he could, not giving a damn who saw them. Matt tried to push him away, but he wasn't going to be denied. He got the car door opened and he pushed Matt in there roughly.
"What the hell are you doing?" Matt asked in disbelief as Chris shut the door behind them.
"I'll fix this," Chris muttered as he leaned over Matt and kissed him again. "I'll fix everything with Jeff. I'll try to get him away from Adam. I just need this first. I need to get this out of my system first. I need to get you out of my brain first."
Matt tried to resist more, but he eventually gave into Chris's increasingly demanding kisses. Chris could taste the difference between Matt and Jeff, but he wasn't sure which was more addictive. He slowly unbuttoned Matt's shirt, his mind whirling a hundred miles an hour.
"Chris wait," Matt gasped out as Chris started to undo his belt. "I haven't…I mean I've never…"
"Been with a dude?" Chris finished.
Matt nodded. "Dude, you're my brother's ex. If he finds out we--"
Chris cut him off with another kiss. He didn't want to think about Jeff right now. He would have Jeff later. Right now he was with Matt. Matt was what mattered at the moment. He slipped Matt's pants down gently. Matt was responding at least, even though it was a bit reluctant. Chris couldn't bring himself to care at the moment there. He needed to taste Matt so bad that it was killing him. He slowly kissed his way down Matt's body before gently taking Matt's dick into his mouth.
A small part of his brain was asking himself what the hell he was doing. If Jeff ever found out he was doing this, the chances of them getting back together would be slim to none. But Matt tasted so good and the way he was moaning and writhing below him was making him even harder, which he hadn't thought to be possible just a couple of minutes ago.
"Chris!" Matt moaned as he came. He pulled on Chris's hair tightly, but Chris didn't mind. He kissed his way back up Matt's body, finding those sweet lips he had wanted for so long.
"Chris," Matt said again. His breathing was heavy and excited. He was already getting hard again. "Fuck me."
Chris looked at him in surprise. "Are you sure?"
Suddenly the car door opened. "Oh my God! Why is it always my car? Get out you horny bastards!"
Chris and Matt looked up to see a very upset Shawn and a laughing Hunter staring at them. "Oh shit," Chris said.
"Dudes, can't you give us like ten more minutes?" Matt asked.
"No!" Shawn shouted. "I'm tired, I'm cranky and I just want to go back to my hotel! I can't do that when you're humping each other in the backseat!"
Hunter struggled to regain his breath. "You know Shawn, you really need to start locking your car doors. This is the third time this month something like this has happened. How are we supposed to do it back there if the entire locker room is always back there instead?"
Chris and Matt fixed their clothes, completely ignoring the bickering DX members. "Come on," Chris said as they got out of Shawn's car. "We'll go to my hotel room." He stopped for a second. "If you still want to of course."
Matt nodded. "Yeah, let's go."
