Be Jealous: A series of one shots

by corneroffandom

A few one shots about John Morrison and Miz, all are gen, and no slash is intended. Each story is separate from the others. I may add a few more later on, or may not. Depends what my muse tells me, and what WWE does with these two.

10. Shiny

SHORT fic warning. No substance here really.

"Come on, Shaman, we're up next," Miz calls into the changing area, tapping his foot against the tile flooring boredly. "Move it."

"Shut up, I'm coming, I'm coming."

"Man, the heck are you doing in there? Dyeing your hair?" A weird vision of Morrison with blond hair gets stuck in Miz' mind and he chokes slightly, breathing in deeply and calming as Morrison finally comes out. "What the--"

"Shut up."

"Nuh- man, what the Hell?" Miz continues, ignoring him, a disbelieving look on his face. "You... glittered your abs? Why?"

Morrison just glares as his tag partner's face twitches. "Miz..."

Ignoring the warning tone, he chokes out, "Are you that jealous of my hats?"

"The Tuesday Night Delight isn't jealous of anything," Morrison responds in a steely tone before leaving the room in a glittery flurry.

"OH God," Miz mutters, giving himself a brief moment to contain his mirth before following the man to the ring.