Ted hears that Cody wants him gone but he just can't give up like that. He doesn't want to. He knows it's a probably going to get him shoved into a wall but he does the only thing he can think of to keep the man from running off. He embraces him. He squeezes Cody with everything he has until he's sure his muscles are bulging under his shirt.

His shirt would be soaked with tears but he didn't care. He needed to hold him. "I won't just go away! I can't leave you…" Ted does his best to wipe the tears away and he just kisses Cody's face over and over. "I promise I don't want anything want anymore answers. I don't want anything from you that you aren't willing to give. I just want to start over."

He was sincere and he could only hope his words sounded that way. "I don't care about anything but you, Codes. If you love your dad, I'll get used to being second best. If you wanna quit, I'll let you. If you decide than one day you wanna gain two hundred more pounds, I'll just be there everyday to tell you how beautiful you are. But Cody, If you tell me you want me out of your life forever, I'll follow you to the ends of the Earth."

Brett is actually a bit annoyed with Randy all over him. It wasn't like before in the room. It wasn't any kinds of attractive and it was downright...creepy. Even when Randy smells him he gets chills- and not the good kind. He sort of shoved the man off getting more and more upset with each moment.

He hoped Randy wasn't drunk. Oh man don't let him be drunk. His suspicion only rises when the man goes for the assorted drinks at the bar. Now he really hopes the superstar can't get his hands on the liquor.

And in a blessing, Randy doesn't reach it; passing out before it gets to his fingertips. Silently Brett mouths a "Thank goodness" and stares. It was a choice whether or not to pick him up but in the end he really liked Randy. It was a hassle to get him off the floor, eventually doing so and laying him on his lap. "I hope you're better by the time we get to the arena."

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At the arena, Randy's trainer and a medic meet them at the limousine; having clearly received a heads up from Cody. Still completely unconscious, they team up to carry him to his dressing room and drop him on a couch.

The two check him over, making sure that he is indeed simply passed out and from the empty prescription bottles they discover in his hoodie they determine that this was just nothing new. After they leave, he is left on the couch, face down and unmoving… just looking dead.

They abandon the two for a few minutes, instructing them to keep watch on Randy while they went to go get something to help him, along with an ominous "Be careful" warning that sounds very serious.

Of course, their warning becomes absolutely true when he finally stirs. He sits up and tries to shake himself out before locking eyes with Brett. He stares at him, a little smirk on his lips just open enough to show his teeth and he just doesn't blink. Slowly, he rises up from the couch and walks very bloodcurdling slow toward Brett. He's just within reach when he finally jumps at him and pins him down to the best of his ability, his arms and legs wrapped around him while he tries to stop him from struggling against the hold.

Cody's attempting to push Ted off of him, poorly at least. He stops within just a few tries and just gives in, just letting Ted hold him. He can't help himself from latching on to him and just crying.

He listens to everything Ted says and just keeps crying until he's past the point of hysteria and just stops quietly. Everything he says sounds… perfect. It's beautiful and it makes him swoon… It's literally everything he has ever wanted to hear from someone that isn't sexual or orientated that way. It's even everything he's wanted to hear from his father. He's in love all over again, and almost completely forgets about Regal, but he just feels too guilty.

Cody pushes off of him and shakes his head, drying his own eyes off on his hand. "…You don't want me and we can't start over," he finally says so quietly, "All those things you said to me the other day. They're true, okay? I didn't want it to be, but it is. I wanted the clothes, the comic books, my teeth fixed… I've taken money for sex and …all of that."

He turns away from him and can't even look at him anymore, he's clearly just that embarrassed and ashamed. "I can't be who you want me to be. ...Regal... he... doesn't expect anything out of me, he knows that I'm nothing but a whore and he just doesn't care."

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"I don't care if it was true," He battles the statement so violently that you'd think he was just insulted. "I don't even care if you used me for my money; as long as you're using me."

Ted gets a little hurt at Cody even mentioning Regal at a time like this but he drug Cody back in his arms- not completely a hug but close enough that he can't run off to the Brit. "Cody even I you were a show on the sidewalk I'd still love you. I don't expect anything from you except for you to allow me to love you. And you're not a whore! I'm tired of you calling yourself that. You're just a gorgeous young man with more of an…appetite…than most people and in a way that's better for me." He turns it into a sad joke but he means it.

"Please give me ankther chance. I know you're scared things will end up hurting us but it'll kill me to end up like my father, letting the best thing that ever happened to me, get away. Again, he fell to his knees before Cody. "And Codes, one day I want to be down on this knee, making you nervous for a different reason. I want to make you the happiest man in the world one day but I can only do that if you're willing to give a Dibiase a chance."

"Be careful?" What was that supposed to mean? Maybe Cena meant it like "Watch out". From what Randy said Cena could have someone around that would kill for a chance to get to Randy- who he's watching intently.

He was about to go for look in the locker room- Randy promising the cupcakes and all- when the predator sat up and locked eyes with him. Whatever unreadable sign in those eyes matched with that smirk, made Brett gulp loudly. The way he stalked over to him on top of that and the young man didn't know what to do.

There was a thought of running but first off he'd knew he would be caught and then he was frozen, paralyzed in his spot. And on instinct he gasped when he was jumped on and pinned down, the fall to the floor knocking the wind he sucked in right back out.

"W-What are you doing?" Fear washed over him quickly. It was positive he wasn't going to get an answer so he struggled- failing miserably under the long arms and thick thighs. He even tried to just push him up and slide from under, which wasn't happening. Curse his shorter stature.

Even with all of this going on, he actually can't help feeling a little…turned on? Randy was lying right on top of him and unlike in the room, this time he seemed to have some intent. He blushed profusely and just turned his head away; trying no to hyperventilate. "Randy, stop playing around. W-we need to get you ready for your match. We should get up and stretch or something." The voice he uses is so much weaker than he would have hoped.

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Randy is still silent. He's not much of a talker anyway, but the way he was so quiet was just strange now. He loosens his grip just a little bit, attempting to position himself a little bit better with out letting Brett escape, he's perfectly experienced at this.

In a quick second, Brett would really figure out that Randy was not being sexual at all, although his outrageous sex appeal and reputation for being so devious was the key point for getting what he was going for with out any type of hesitation from the other person.

Maybe he doesn't even realize it's Brett when he goes to sink his teeth into him - the door opening not a second too soon with his trainer darting into the room, sticking Randy with a syringe that leaves him knocked out on the floor once he kicks him off of Brett.

"…Uh, don't worry about any of that." His trainer doesn't even know the first thing to say, maybe even flustered by how cute Brett was. "That's normal," well… it was if Randy was in Vince's office, at least.

Checking his vitals and determining that Randy was fine, he leaves them to whatever they were doing; revealing his indeed attraction to Brett while he leaves out in the hall, talking to himself in disbelief, "God… Where did he come up with someone as gorgeous as that?" Randy was a pretty lucky guy when he wasn't going bat-shit.

Randy wakes up a few minutes later, dazed as he pushes himself up and dumps himself lazily on the couch, "I really need a drink…" he comments to himself before looking completely frightened, "How the fuck did I ? Where?" he looks around quickly before realizing he was at the arena, "Thanks, assholes…" he grumbles at himself before turning around.

"Brett?…" …Okay, he wasn't alone.

Cody doesn't know how to answer Ted anymore. There was just so much going on, and everything he had said about him he figured would stay fresh in his memory every day he woke up next to Ted, he would have to deal with knowing he confessed to someone other than Randy, every morning he woke up and saw Ted he would only just see someone who knew. He didn't want to live that way, and quietly informs Ted of that.

He searches himself for something to say, but he can't even make a word come out of his mouth yet, his tongue is dry and sticking to the roof of his mouth, which doesn't help any. He sighs and takes a sharp breath in.

Tears continue to fall down his cheeks when Ted is on his knees. Why was this happening? How was he going to one day have to reject Ted's real proposal because he couldn't move on from the idea of being the wife figure to his own father… his Electra complex was far worse than he had realized himself.

"Our parents were engaged," he comments… avoiding saying anything about himself. "We only finally got an actual damn house because my Dad gave up on that stupid fantasy and finally pawned the ring a lot later than he should have," Cody doesn't know if Ted knows that or not… but he's so full of stupid information about their parents like that. Dusty hadn't married a DiBiase, and he certainly wasn't going to either. "I'm sorry, Teddy… I'm just one thing you can't actually buy for more than a night," he was really about to drop the whole just be friends speech… was this high school all over?

"We should get to the arena…" he says quietly, walking off toward the elevators.