Shawn wanted to choke the living hell out of Jeff Hardy. How dare he grab Adam and kiss him like that. Shawn could see Adam was clearly uncomfortable. Shawn was just about to act on his feelings when Adam pushed Jeff away.
"Don't, Jeff. Look, it's good to see you, but anything else is... no, just no. My husband just died. Have a little respect for him if nothing else." Adam's tone was firm. His hazel eyes blazed.
"I'm sorry, Ads. It was just... you're right, I shouldn't have done that. No one respected Bret more than me. So how are you?" Jeff was contrite, but only just. He did respect Bret, but Adam had been his first, before Bret.
Adam had almost forgotten how charming Jeff's little southern drawl was, but he suddenly realized Shawn's full Texan drawl was down right sexual.
Adam shook his thoughts. "I'm... dealing. I wouldn't have gotten through it without Shawn. I'm just back here myself. I need to be doing something creative. So, how are you?"
Shawn waited, he wasn't about to leave Adam alone. He stood, arms crossed over his chest, feet apart. It was a very defensive stance. He would wait all day if he had to. He owed it to Bret to protect Adam. That was all it was... wasn't it? Protecting Bret's widower?
"Oh, I'm alright. I finally had to get away from Matty. I tried to be nice to him... oh, I'll tell you all about it later. I have to meet with Vince and Hunter before the roster meeting, can't be late." Jeff gave Adam a hug and dashed off down the hall.
When Adam turned, he saw a very defensive Shawn. If he didn't know better, he would have thought Shawn was jealous. He walked up to Shawn and cocked his head in question.
"You look like you're ready to fight the world." Adam laughed a bit. He hoped he hadn't upset Shawn.
Shawn relaxed his stance. He smiled. "Well... I wasn't... so, he did come back. I know he's your friend, but... be careful.. I don't want you..."
Adam placed a hand on Shawn shoulder. "Don't worry, Shawn. I don't ever want to go through that again. I appreciate you worrying about me, Shawnnie. Let's go eat, all that talking made me hungry." He gave Shawn a nudge.
With a smile, Shawn and Adam went down to catering. The room was busy, people were starting to gather for the meeting Hunter had called the day before.
Shawn and Adam filled their plates and found an empty table. They were soon joined my Jason and Heath. The four men chatted amicably. Jason was proud of Adam for doing so well.
"So, Jeff Hardy is back." Shawn spoke with more of growl to his voice than he intended.
Heath picked up on Shawn's tone, but as Adam and Jason didn't seem to notice he kept quiet. But, it only added to his previous thoughts.
Jason frowned. "Adam, you be careful. I hope he's changed, I really do, but..."
Adam frowned as well. "Look, I appreciate both of you worrying about me. But I am an adult, and I am not stupid. I'm not... I'm just not." He pouted as he toyed with his food.
Jason sighed. "Sorry Ads. But, until Bret came along... Jeff was toxic to you. I don't ever want to see you..." Adam interrupted him.
"Jay, enough. I was very young and dumb. Bret taught me what real love is." Adam poked his his piece of baked chicken as he spoke.
Nothing more could be said as a low mummer became a loud one. Hunter had entered the room and Jeffery Hardy was with him.
Hunter called the meeting to order. "Okay folks, time for more announcements. First of all, yesterday, with other news, I forgot something important. Edge is back!" The crowed erupted in applause. Adam's cheeks tinged pink as he smiled and waved.
Hunter continued when the applause died down. "He's filling in while JBL is away, but we hope Edge is back for a very long stay. Welcome home, Edge. Also as you can see, Jeff Hardy has also returned home..." Applause again interrupted Hunter, however, the pop wasn't as loud or as enthusiastic as it had been for Edge.
The meeting went on. "Due to an injury, Jeff will not return to the ring yet, however, he is expected to fully recover and return to action soon. Jeff will also be available to you younger talents for questions and help. I suggest you take advantage of his knowledge. Better hone up on your TLC skills." Everyone gave a little laugh. Hunter indicated for Jeff to speak.
Jeff Hardy smiled, as he looked out at old friends and friends he had yet to meet. His final gaze landed on Adam. "Well, it was a long road, but, I'm finally back home, where I belong." There was a small amount of applause.
Jeff continued. "I know I messed up... was messed up... a lot. Those days are over. I know I have a lot of trust to regain, and I hope you will let me. I'm almost finished with rehab for my injury, so till then as Hunter said, I'm around to help in any way I can. Good luck." Jeff finished to another round of cheers and sat back down.
Hunter went on. "Well, I've been hearing some fantastic things about The Cutting Edge and The Heartbreak Hotel. So, we want you to recreate what you did, on SmackDown, tonight. Edge, you will open the show with Seth, Shawn you will start hour two with Ambrose and Reigns. Come see me after this and we will discuss it further. Everything else will stay the same. We may have to send a couple of matches home early, but when you see these interviews, you will understand. Well, that's it. Good luck everyone." The meeting ended with a round of applause.
Shawn and Adam looked at each other. Adam sighed. "That's what we get for being good. How can we do it again? The initial emotions are what made it so great. I wasn't remotely prepared for something like this! Shawn, what are we gonna do?" Adam was in an absolute panic.
Shawn laid a hand on Adam's shoulder. "Take a deep breath, darlin'..." He spoke in a soft, calm voice. He wasn't thrilled with the idea either but they had to do it.
Adam looked at Shawn. There was just something about Shawn that calmed him, he took a deep breath, then exhaled. He repeated the exercise.
"Now, you remember how it is, if Vince loves something... We can do it. We have the easy part. I've got to go to a creative meeting. I will see you in Hunter's office in an hour, will you be alright?" Shawn gently brushed a stray strand of blond hair from Adam's face.
Adam smiled, his head went to Shawn's shoulder like a magnet. "Yeah, I will now. I got panicked, stupidly so. Thanks for saving me, again." He closed his eyes and nuzzled against Shawn's shoulder. He felt safe and calm.
Jason looked over at Heath, he saw a smug look on his husband's face. Jason could also tell Heath had something on his mind, and he was chewing on it like it was a wad of week old gum. He had enough sense to wait to ask Heath about it later.
Shawn gave Adam a pat on the shoulder. "I gotta go. Come to the office in an hour. It will be alright." Shawn got up and left for his meeting. Adam smiled after him.
Jeff Hardy plopped into the chair Shawn had abandoned. Jason was annoyed at Jeff's assumption he was welcome at their table, but he remained quiet.
"So, what's up with the Boy Toy?" Jeff asked with a bit of a huff. Jeff and Shawn had never gotten along. Shawn had been behind the crusade to have the Hardy Boys fired. Shawn wielded a lot of stroke with Vince, and if he wanted someone gone, it happened.
Adam's eyes narrowed and he glared at Jeff. "Shawn saved my life, Jeff. Look, a lot has happened. Trust me when I say this, if it wasn't for Shawn, I'd be lying next to Bret, in the ground. So, drop the Boy Toy. Jeff, you were a fucked up mess. Everyone could see it but you. In our last match you were so stoned, you broke your hand on a ladder and didn't realize it for two days! Shawn would never hurt anyone without a fucking good reason, he was trying to protect the boys from you, hurting them in the ring and you hurting yourself! So grow the fuck up!" Adam's voice was a whispered growl.
Jeff looked at Adam, then hung his head. "You're right, I guess. I only wish he hadn't gone behind my back. How do you know all that? Ads, what happened?" He looked at Adam with concern.
Jason spoke up. "Adam, we'll go, if you will be alright? I have to agent Heath's match. But only if..." He looked from Adam to Jeff and back again.
Adam smiled with a nod. "I'm fine and Jeff needs to know. I have to meet with Shawn and Hunter soon anyway."
"Geez guys, I'm not going to rape him or anything." Jeff shook his head. Why all the hostility.
Jason leaned in, nose to nose with Jeff. "You better not even touch him. You didn't have to clean up all the blood you left him lying in." His breath was a hot warning on Jeff's skin. He gave Jeff a final glare, then left with Heath in tow.
"What in the holy hell is he talking about? I never..." Jeff looked at Adam in confusion.
Adam's eyes grew wide, but filled with sadness. "Jeff... well, I guess you were too stoned to remember. You broke my nose and gut punched me till I passed out in our hotel room. Jason found me in the morning, you were nowhere to be found. A few weeks later, Vince finally located you in a rehab facility. That's why Jason is so growly with you." Adam explained to former lover.
Jeff rubbed his face with his hands. His graceful fingers bore the ends of a root that were part of the tattoo that ran from behind his left ear, around his neck down his right arm to his finger tips. Adam used to love to trace along the ink with his fingers after they made love.
"Oh Ads... I... why didn't anyone tell me? I was so fucked up them, I didn't even remember how I got to the facility. Matt told me later he drove me there and just dumped me. It took me a few tries, but it eventually worked. I can't make up for what I did Ads. I can only say I'm sorry. I mean it." Jeff's eyes bore into Adam's and reflected his sincerity.
"It's okay, Jeff. I forgave you a long time ago. Of course, you know me. I walked right into the arms of another winner. A broken nose was nothing compared to what Drew did. Then... Bret walked into my life. Those were the best ten years of my life. When Bret... well... I made friends with Jack Daniels, very good friends. Shawn and Jason found me before I managed to blow my brains out. Shawn stayed with me, sobered me up and here I am. I'm here for at least three months, filling in for Jibble on commentary. If there is something I can do after he gets back... I'll stay." Adam briefly summed up the last few events in his life in a soft spoken voice.
Jeff looked at Adam. "I'm sorry, Ads. I really sorry about Bret. I... don't know what else to say..." He laid his hands on top of Adam's.
"It's alright, Jeff. Look, I don't want to talk about it. Thanks to Shawn, I'm better now. He's been a wonderful friend. See, Bret helped Shawn get sober and helped keep him that way. So, this is his way of paying Bret back, but... it's not just that... anyway, I'm glad your back, Jeff. I hope you get a good last run." Adam spoke frankly. He wanted Jeff to know what a good friend Shawn was.
"Last run..." Jeff laughed, then sighed. "Yeah, it probably is. I just hope it lasts a while. My mind still has a lot to give, but the body is wearing out. Vince promised me I'd only have a ladder match once in a while. You know, on my flight here, a guy on the plane asked me how may times we practiced that spear off the ladder. I laughed and said never, are you crazy? He said no, but you were. Amazing they still talk about it." He had a soft smile on his lips. His eyes sparkled with a clarity Adam hadn't seen in Jeff in a very long time.
"We had some great matches. So, is there any chance with Matt?" Adam asked, brow arched.
Jeff sighed again. "I dunno man. He's really gone off on an ego trip. Even the crowds have noticed it's real. He's my brother, I'll always love him, I just don't like him right now. So, listen, I'd love to take you to dinner, tonight after the show?"
Adam looked down. A frown marred his handsome face. "Jeff, I dunno. I... Bret... I'm not... ready to date... I may never be..." He kept his eyes down.
Jeff again laid his hands over Adam's. "Not a date, just old friends having dinner. Please, Ads? Just a dinner." He looked at Adam with hope filled eyes. Jeff thought Adam could probably use a night out.
"Jeff... I... don't know... can... let me think about it? I'll let you know. Please, Jeff?" Adam finally looked up. His hazel eyes were filled with so many emotions, but the one Jeff could see the most was a profound sadness.
"Okay, Ads. No pressure, just a dinner. McDonald's... you still like junk food, right?" Jeff kept his voice light. In his mind, Adam needed some fun, get his mind off things, he could help Adam do that.
Adam gave a soft, small smile. "Yeah, I do. I gotta get to my meeting. I'll let you know, Jeff. See ya." He nearly ran out of the catering room. Adam didn't like the way he felt. He wanted to go out with Jeff, and just have fun. Was he betraying Bret by feeling that way? Adam wanted his safe place, he wanted Shawn.
Adam stopped outside Hunter's office to catch his breath. He was five minutes early so he knocked on the door. There was no answer. Tentatively Adam opened the door and looked in. The room was empty. The creative meeting was in Vince' office.
Well, Shawn had said to meet here so Adam went in, closed the door and sat down. The emotions he felt hit him like one of Jeff's gut punches. As hard as he tried, Adam couldn't stop the tears. He put his head in his hands and let the tears fall.
Shawn was headed towards Hunter's office to meet with Adam. Hunter was delayed in creative with Vince and the writers. He was nearly at his destination when he heard a voice in his ear. "Love him, Shawn. Love him." The voice was so clear, he stopped to face the person how spoke, there was no one there. Not even a stray crew member. Shawn shook it from his mind, it was probably just an echo of some kind. With a shrug Shawn walked towards Hunter's office.
When Adam heard the door open, he quickly turned away and wiped his face with his hands. Shawn knew immediately that Adam had been crying. He frowned and sat down next to Adam and placed a hand on the blond's shoulder.
"Darlin' what happened? Did Jeff do or say something to upset you?" Shawn voice was raspy, yet soft and caring.
Adam shook his head. "No, it's nothing he did. He wants to take me to dinner after TV tonight. Not a date, but..." Adam gave his face another swipe and sniffed deeply.
Shawn handed Adam a tissue from the box on Hunter's desk. "Why would that upset you so, darlin'? Having dinner with a friend. Unless... are you afraid of Jeff, because of your past? I really do think he's changed." Shawn fought the feelings of jealousy. Adam needed to go, start living again.
Adam blew his nose, the spoke. "No. He didn't even remember what he did. But like I told you a while back, I forgave him for that. No... I want to go with Jeff, but it feels like I am betraying Bret. We can say it's not a date, but it is... I'm not ready... and..." Adam's voice faded, he didn't want to break down again.
Shawn rubbed Adam's back. "It's only a date if you want it to be. Adam, darlin', don't shut yourself up. There is nothing wrong with going out with friends, having a good time. You'd go if it were Jason, you and I have gone out. What's the difference?" He hoped he was putting it the right way.
Adam shrugged. "I never... went to bed with Jason or you.." A hot flush coursed up Adam's body from the tip of his toes to the tips of his hair. Adam continued. "Jeff was... my first... oh Shawn... what does it have to be so damn hard. Why did Bret leave me?" He was on the verge of tears again.
Shawn was to the point that he honestly didn't know what to say to help Adam. Unfortunately Hunter chose that moment to come into the room. After all, they were at work.
Adam quickly pulled himself together. "Sorry, I had an allergy attack. I'm alright now though."
Hunter knew better, but Shawn gave his former spouse a look that said "drop it" so Hunter did, and sat down. For the next little while, the three men went over the way their "talk shows" would work.
The creative team decided they could not recreate the emotions from the filmed versions. So first they would play the original interviews, then Adam would get reactions from Seth about Shawn's interview with Dean and Roman, then Shawn would get reactions from Roman and Dean about Seth's interview. It would end with an attack from The Authority. It was going to be exciting and SmackDown might out rate RAW.
Adam pulled himself together as the meeting progressed. "That's going to work much better than trying to recreate those original emotions. Aren't you worried though? It cuts into matches?" He looked at Hunter with curiosity.
Hunter shook his head. "No, this is big enough. When the fans see Dean cry, they will forget all about matches. Don't go work on your questions, we want you both to react naturally. You guys are so good, you don't need scripts. Well, that's it really. After Shawn is finished, you two can leave. Syracuse on Friday. Do you mind doing the house shows on Friday's sometimes? Vince really wants it, but I wouldn't commit for you." Hunter looked from Shawn to Adam.
Adam shrugged. "Sure, I got nothin' better to do, but it's up to Shawn. I mean, that would give me a couple days to check on the kids."
"No, I don't mind. Like Adam said, time for the ranch. Oh, that reminds me. I sent you a Fed Ex from the San An Airport. It was all of your things I could find at the ranch. If I come across more, I'll get it to you. It told Seth and I'll tell you, put anything of mine that's in your way in the brown guest room. I'll get it as soon as I possibly can." Shawn spoke frankly. No need to sugar coat things.
Hunter cleared his throat. "Yeah, the housekeeper got the box, thank you. Your things aren't in the way, but I'll put them in the room. No rush, Shawn. I'll tell Vince about Fridays. Well, that's all. I've got to get to a production meeting. Thanks for the time guys. Oh, you can hang out here... if you want. I won't be back for a while. See you, thanks again." Hunter smiled, got up and left the office. He knew Adam probably still needed to talk to Shawn in private.
"He didn't buy the allergy story, did he?" Adam asked with a bit of a chuckle.
Shawn chuckled as well. "No, darlin', he didn't, but he won't say anything. So, now, I got an idea. If your uncomfortable about going out with Jeff, bring him up to our room. I'll stay in my room. You can be alone, but not alone. Unless you want to really be alone. I can find a place to stay." He'd been thinking about what to do during the meeting with Hunter.
Adam grinned. "You'd... do that? I would feel better, but you don't have to hide. You can be with us, it's not a date. It will just be McDonald's." Adam's whole demeanor had changed. His smile lit up his face and his eyes sparkled.
Shawn loved it when Adam was happy, his smile was so beautiful. It have Shawn a bit of an ego boost as well, he'd been the one to make Adam smile.
"Well, we'll see. I'd love a Big Mac though. So, you go find Jeff and let him know. If he doesn't agree, don't let him talk you into anything you don't want to do. You are your own boss." Shawn spoke firmly. He didn't want Adam pushed around.
"No, Master. I won't. No, no I'm joking. After Drew, I learned, I am not a door mat. I used to be, but no more. Thanks, Shawnnie, you're too good to me. I do love you for caring so much." Adam leaned over and kissed Shawn's stubbly cheek.
Shawn grinned as the feeling of Adam's lips on his skin ran through his nerves. "Good. Now, run along, darlin', I've got some work to do. I am still part of creative you know." He gave the top of Adam's blond head a gentle pat.
Adam went to find Jeff. The youngest Hardy brother was once again in catering. Adam grabbed a cup of coffee and a couple of donuts. He joined Jeff at the same table they'd sat at earlier. Jeff was talking to Bubba Ray and Devon, the Dudley Brothers.
The three men welcomed Adam with smiles. They teased Adam about the donuts. "Well, I don't have to prance around half naked any more. Besides, Shawn makes me workout." Adam bobbed his head as he took a huge bite.
The others laughed and Devon popped the other of Adam's donuts into his mouth, as he and Bubba left the room. Adam laughed and shook his head. He and Jay had many many good matches with the Hardy and Dudley Brothers.
Jeff looked at Adam. Adam was much calmer and happier. "So, your meeting go alright?" He rubbed his hands on his thighs as he spoke.
Adam noticed Jeff's actions. "Come on, we'll talk outside, just don't blow smoke in my face." He knew when Jeff did that with his hands, he needed a cigarette.
Jeff grinned and stood up. He nearly ran to the back door of the Garden. He lit a cigarette the second he was outside. Adam stood at a bit of a distance. Cigarette smoke not only triggered his allergies, but made him sick. Although, when he was under huge stress, Adam had been known to smoke, but not very often.
"So, I have an idea. How about after the show tonight we get McDonald's and go up to my hotel room?" Adam asked with a raised brow. He didn't mention Shawn on purpose, he didn't want Jeff to think he was afraid of being alone with him.
Jeff grinned. "Yeah, we could do that. Beats fending off the fans in the restaurant. Meet me here after the show. I can leave anytime. I don't start return promos for a couple of weeks."
"I'm done after the second hour matches start, after The Heartbreak Hotel. You should watch, it's gonna be good. The hotel is across the street, so is McDonald's. It's not a date, Jeff. I want that clear. It's two friends, hangin' out, that's it." Adam levelled his gaze at Jeff. This was not a prelude to sex.
"That's fine, Adam. I'm not looking to... well you know. Thanks for agreeing to dinner. Baby, it's gonna be okay to have fun again." Jeff spoke softly as he crushed his smoked cigarette under his boot.
"Don't call me that, please. I'll see you later, Jeff. I have to get ready for The Cutting Edge; edits and stuff. I think backstage work is harder than being in the ring." Adam had his hand on the door handle.
"Sorry, Ads. Okay, I'll see you. Break a leg, I'll be watching. Vince is really excited about you and Shawn." Jeff lit another cigarette and watched Adam go back inside the building.
Shawn was in Hunter's office. Hunter was in a meeting with Vince, and Shawn needed a quiet place to do some work. His mind kept wandering to Adam. He hoped things were going alright with Hardy. Shawn went back to his paper work.
"Love him, Shawn. Love him." The voice from earlier whispered in Shawn's ear once again.
This time the Heartbreak Kid recognized the voice. He knew it as well as his own; it was Bret Hart. Shawn couldn't think about it anymore, there was a knock on the door. "Come in" Shawn responded.
Adam came into the room. He sat down next to Shawn. "Well, he agreed. He doesn't know you're going to be there. I didn't want him to think I was afraid. Do you think I should have told him?" Adam looked like a lost pup.
Shawn laughed. "No. It's not really his business if you have a roomie or not. Just think of me as the guard dog..." He laughed again when Adam grinned brightly.
"Nobody can make me laugh like you do. You remember the time Randy and I impersonated DX? When Hunter put your Playgirl picture up on the Tron? The expression on your face was priceless. It was all I could do not to break, DX was the greatest. I always wanted two things, I knew would never happen. To be one of the Four Horsemen and to be in DX." Adam laughed as he looked over his script for the house show Shawn had given him.
"We did some crazy things, that's for sure. Aside from my Mania matches with Ric and Mark, my favorite was our street fight. You took everything like a champ." Shawn smiled. Adam was looking at him, his hazel eyes sparkled. Shawn could have gotten lost in them.
As Shawn looked at Adam, Bret's voice buzzed in his ear. "Love him, Shawn. Love him." It was as if the voice begged him.
"Shawn? Hey, Shawnnie?" Adam voices was full of concern. Shawn was staring at him with a strange, almost blank expression. It reminded him of the look Bret got during his stroke, and it scared him.
Shawn finally heard Adam. Fear had replaced the happiness in Adam's eyes. "Sorry, I got lost in thought. I'm alright, darlin', I promise." He gave Adam a soft smile.
"It's just... Bret had that same blank stare during his stroke. Don't scare me like that again!" Adam flung himself into Shawn's arms and hugged him tight. He actually trembled.
Adam's movements were so fast and unexpected, he very nearly tipped over both their chairs. Shawn gained his composure and wrapped his arms around Adam.
"It's okay, darlin'. Boy, seeing Jeff really has gotten to you. You don't have to see him later if it upsets you so much. Your shakin', darlin'." Shawn rubbed Adam's back, he was truly puzzled. This wasn't the Adam he knew. Something was bothering the younger man.
Adam nuzzled against Shawn. "He started rubbing his palms on his thighs... means he wants to smoke... but, he also did that when he wanted to hit me. I know he isn't like that anymore. I guess too, I still feel like I am betraying Bret. I'm just a stupid mess. Can we just... go back to the ranch or the mountain?" Adam sounded so lost and confused.
"I wish we could, darlin'. I think the whole problem is, you want to have a good time with Jeff, and because you do, you feel like your betraying Bret, right? Well, you're not, darlin' I'm sorry to be blunt, but Bret's gone. He is never coming back. You can't feel guilty for wanting to be with someone else. You can't stop living, Adam. Have a good time with Jeff. Give him a chance to show you he's changed. Live, Adam, live." Shawn was running out of advice.
Adam nodded. "You're right, I know you are. It's not easy. I'm being a big baby. You are so patient with me, Shawn... like Bret." He nuzzled deeper in Shawn's arms. He felt so safe.
Adam pulled himself together after a moment or two and he and Shawn finished working on their special SmackDown segments.
SmackDown was different from RAW. It was taped on Tuesday and aired on Friday. That meant the live audience had to stay 'in the moment'. A match might be stopped and restarted or an entrance might be filmed twice. The producers tried to never stop the show, but it usually happened at least once. Sometimes matches for other shows were taped as well. That meant changing the ring skirts and lighting. However, most of the time the audience enjoyed it, it often meant more of a chance to be seen on TV.
Adam's Cutting Edge opened the show. First the interview with Seth played. Then the episode of The Heartbreak Hotel played. The audience was captivated.
Edge called Seth to the ring. Together they cut a scathing interview about Dean and Roman. The crowd nearly booed them out of the building.
The second hour began with Shawn's Heartbreak Hotel. They played recaps from the first hour. HBK then got reactions from Dean and Roman. The audience was one hundred percent behind them. They hadn't been fooled by Seth.
Later, the show would end with Seth and The Authority beating down Dean and Roman. But in the meantime, Shawn and Adam were finished for the night.
Shawn went on to the hotel and Adam went to look for Jeff. It wasn't hard. Jeff was out back, and smoked like a chimney.
"Well, I can't smoke in your room. Come on, let's go, I'm starving." Jeff held out his hand for Adam to take.
Adam hesitated then laced his fingers with Jeff's tattooed fingers and let the younger Hardy brother lead him across the street to McDonald's. Jeff laughed when Adam ordered two Big Mac super sized meals. What Jeff didn't know was that one was for Shawn.
When he got to the hotel, Shawn took a long, hot shower. He washed and deep conditioned his long coppery blond hair. He dried his hair and finished his grooming. Shawn stretched out on his bed. He wore his sleeping pants but no shirt. Shawn flipped on the television, he clicked through the channels and opted for a replay of a hockey match. He was hungry and hoped Adm would be there soon with food.
Jeff was impressed by the large hotel room. Vince had only booked him a small, standard room. "Wow, Vince must like you." Hardy exclaimed as he looked around the room.
"Well... it's more like Shawn. You know Vince spoils him." Adam picked one of the bags of food from Jeff's hand and went to the door of one of the bedrooms.
Jeff stared after Adam. He should have known Adam would have a roommate. Oh well, it didn't matter, it wasn't going to be a sex fest.
Adam opened the bedroom door just enough to peek in. Shawn was lying on the bed, propped up by pillows and watched television, a hockey game no less.
Adam stared at Shawn, the older man was incredibly handsome. Shawn's skin was tan and stretched taut over his muscles. Unlike most wrestlers, Shawn kept his chest hair but it was close and helped define his muscles. Adam had to fight the urge to run his fingers over it. Why was he thinking like that? He shook himself.
"Shawnnie, here's your food. Sure you don't want to join us?" Adam asked as he gave Shawn the bag and a drink.
"Naw, darlin'. You two kids have fun. Just remember, you don't have to do anything you don't want to. I'm here if you need me. Enjoy yourself, Adam, it's okay." Shawn smiled at Adam. His hair shone in the low lamp light like burnished gold.
"Thanks, Shawnnie. I'll try. Enjoy your evening. Love you, brother." He turned to leave. Adam closed the door and went to join Jeff.
Shawn opened his bag of food. He was about to take a bite when Bret's voice echoed in his ear again. "Shawn, love Adam, he needs you."