Punk got to Jeff's house at around four in the morning, and had never felt so exhausted in his life. He had gotten no sleep on the plane because he had been stuck in between two fat people who wouldn't shut up and the people in front of him refused to stop fan-girling over him, and they weren't even girls. Also, it had taken a freaking hour to rent a car, just to find out he had no idea where he was going. Luckily, he had been driving through the country side and saw a huge house with a bunch of sculptures around it. Who else's house could it be?

And now, Punk was standing on the porch, getting soaking wet because it started pouring. He banged on the door. "Jeff! Open the door!" Punk got no response and he groaned. Jeff must be asleep. He looked around and saw a window. That must be where Jeff's bedroom is. He would have to throw something at it.

Jeff's eyes fluttered open when he heard someone banging on the door. He groaned and rubbed his eyes, then jumped amd yelled, falling off the bed when one of his plastic flamingos came flying at his windo. Jeff got up and looked out the window, seeing Punk standing there holding a flamingo. He opened the window. "Phil! Wha-, why?!"

"It's raining! I'm tired! You wouldn't answer the door! I didn't know what to do!" Said Punk.

"Why can't you just throw rocks like a normal person?!" Said Jeff, before running down the stairs and opening the door. Punk immediately pulled Jeff against him by his waist and kissed him. Jeff moaned and wrapped his arms around Punk's neck. Punk shoved his tongue in Jeff's mouth and picked him up, carrying him into the house and kicking the door shut. Jeff locked his ankles around Punk's waist and ran his hands through Punk's hair.

"Where's, your, bedroom?" Asked Punk, in between kisses.

"Upstairs," said Jeff.

"Too far," said Punk, laying Jeff on the couch and lying on top of him.

When Punk tried to un-buckle Jeff's belt, Jeff pulled away. "Wait! The curtains are open."

Punk groaned and got up, angrily shutting all the curtains. He tore off his shirt and stomped back over to the couch, attacking Jeff's mouth. Clothes were quickly lost, followed by self-control. Punk ran his hands over Jeff's body, savoring every touch. And to think, he almost missed out on this.

An hour later, Punk and Jeff were laying in each other's arms on the couch, while Punk kissed Jeff's neck and ran his hands over his back.

"Phil, how did you know this was my house?" Said Jeff.

"Lucky guess," said Punk, still kissing Jeff's neck.

Jeff smirked and pushed Punk's face away. "Knock it off you're gonna permanently scar my neck."

"You're right. Time to start on the other side," said Punk, moving his face to the other side of Jeff's neck.

Jeff laughed and moved Punk's face to kiss him. They kissed for a little while longer before Jeff pulled away. "So, what made you change your mind about coming here?"

"I couldn't sleep," said Punk. "It made me realize, if I couldn't go a night without you, there was no way I was gonna make it through a week.

Jeff smiled at him. "I'm gonna go shower."

"Alright," said Punk, as Jeff got up. "Don't get dressed."

"I have to get dressed," said Jeff.

Punk sighed and went to go put his clothes back on, but found his shirt was a little ruined. "Damn it," said Punk, tossing the shirt on the ground. He then got an idea and got a dirty smirk. 'Jeff still has one of my shirts,' thought Punk. 'I guess I'll just have to go look for it.' He walked up the stairs quietly and walked into Jeff's room.

Punk made sure he could still hear the shower running and opened the top drawer of Jeff's dresser. He got a dirty grin when he saw it was Jeff's underwear drawer and got another idea. Punk grabbed a small suitcase out of Jeff's closet and emptied the drawer out into it. He quietly went back down the stairs and tossed the suitcase onto the couch with a smirk. And now it was time to play the waiting game.

Punk waited for another five minutes, but groaned when someone knocked. He just laid on the couch, hoping they would go away, but they knocked again. Punk answered it and found Matt waiting on the other side.

Matt raised his eyebrows, not expecting a shirtless Punk to answer the door at his brother's house. "Oh, wasn't expecting you to be here."

Punk smirked. "Neither did I."

"Did you sleep over?" Asked Matt, narrowing his eyes.

Punk detected Matt's older brother side coming out, and smirked. "Well, actually, not much sleeping went on."

Matt's eye twitched and he walked into the house. "Where's Jeff?"

"Showering," said Punk. "By the way, sorry I didn't answer the door very fast, I was a little busy."

"Busy?" Asked Matt, furrowing his brows. "What were you doing?"

Jeff came down the stairs in just a towel with a very visible hickey on his neck "Punk! What did you do with all of my... Matt! I didn't know you were coming! I'm just gonna go get dressed."

Jeff went back up the stairs and Punk smirked at Matt. "It wasn't really a question of WHAT I was doing, more along the lines of WHO, and WHAT I was doing it WITH."

Matt glared at him. "Look, Jeff obviously likes you, but I know how you deal with your relationships, and if you do anything to hurt Jeff, you won't have a WHAT anymore."

Punk smirked a little. "Trust me. I have no intentions of hurting Jeff. And I don't think he'd appreciate you doing away with my WHAT."

Matt pursed his lips and Jeff came down the stairs.

"Phil, where's your shirt?" Said Jeff.

"It's a little torn up," said Punk, smirking at him.

"I'm just gonna go to the bathroom," said Matt, awkwardly rubbing his neck.

As soon as Matt got up the stairs, Jeff smacked Punk in the chest. "What did you do with all my underwear?!"

Punk pointed to the suitcase on the couch and Jeff's jaw dropped. "You put it on the couch?!"

"What? I was just going on a panty raid," said Punk.

Jeff glared at him. "They are not panties!"

Punk scoffed. "I know there's at least two thongs in there."

Jeff smacked him in the arm. "Did you really have to take all of them?"

Punk got a dirty grin. "What? Do you not have any to wear right now?"

"You know I don't," said Jeff.

Punk pulled Jeff closer and slipped his hands in his back pockets. "You act like that's a bad thing."

"Get your hands out of there Matt's here," said Jeff, pulling Punk's hands out.

"Alright alright, but when he leaves, we need to discuss some of your panties and why you never wear them," said Punk.

Jeff glared at him. "They're not panties! And I am not gonna just wear thongs, that's gross."

"Well, you could wear them for me," said Punk, making Jeff blush.

"You're such a pervert," said Jeff.

Punk smirked. "You know you love it."

Jeff got a little smirk. "If you say so."

Later that day, Punk had gotten his shirt back from Jeff and they went to Matt's party, and Punk was actually surprised he had quite a bit of fun. He normally found parties nothing but an excuse for douchebags to get drunk, but this one was a lot of fun to be at. Of course, that could be because Jeff was there to entertain him, but it was still a pretty fun party.

When Jeff and Punk got back to Jeff's house, Punk sighed and wrapped his arms around Jeff's waist from behind, laying his chin on his shoulder. "I'm gonna need to head back to Chicago soon."

Jeff sighed. "Do you have to?"

"Yeah," said Punk. "I had a really great time hanging out with you today, though. That was the only party I've ever actually enjoyed."

Jeff turned around in Punk's arms and smiled. "Well, I'll see you next week."

Punk bit his lip and looked at his feet, and then looked back up at Jeff. "Come with me."

"What?" Said Jeff.

"Come with me, to Chicago," said Punk.

"Now?" Said Jeff. "But I'm not even packed."

Punk sighed. "Jeff, I came here on complete impulse with nothing but the clothes on my back, in the middle of the night, had to endure fan-boys and sitting in between fat people on the plane, rented a car for an hour, had no idea where I was going, and got soaking wet. All for you. I'm gonna ask you one last time. Come to Chicago with me, please."

Jeff smiled at him. "Ok."

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