Title: "Just When I Thought..."

Pairing: Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels (Against my will I did this pairing -_-)

Genre: Friendship/Romance

Rating: 'M' (And not really a good one since I was half asleep)

Warning: Uh...

Summary: Kind of based on the fic "Heart to Hart". Anyway, Shawn and Bret are not together because of complications that won't be described in too much detail in this fic. You want the whole story just read "Heart to Hart". Let's see... It pretty much follows the lyrics of the song I picked. It's kind of a small look into their angsty friendship that I have millions of theories about. I know this wasn't a great summary but I really can't say too much. If you're reading the big fic then this makes a lot of sense. If not, you have a lot of catching up to do. Enjoy.

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Just When I Thought...

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For shinigami sakura2000 and Randysdymond06

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Three o'clock in the morning
When the telephone started ringing
I had a feelin' it would be you

(Shawn)

Shawn rolled over in bed groaning at the sound of his ringing phone. He let it ring for another four rings before he finally picked up. "Hello," he answered tiredly. He didn't even bother to ask who was calling because somehow he just knew it would be him.

"Shawn?" That voice…that irritating, annoyingly sexy voice…

"What do you want Bret? I'm not in the mood. It's 3 am and you know I have a big match tomorrow night. I need my rest."

"I…I know but I need to talk with you."

Shawn didn't answer right away. Two years ago he wouldn't have thought twice about it and would have agreed to see him, no questions asked. That was two years ago when they were actually friends. Of course, one could say that they were still friends only most people didn't know it. Whose fault was that? Well that was better left undetermined for now. Shawn groaned.

I didn't wanna take it but I let my imagination
Think of some kinda trouble you got into
And I just had to answer
And you had to stop (whining) crying
And I, I tried to fight it

"We rarely talk these days ya know. Why can't you talk with Owen or Davey?" Why me at this ungodly hour?

"Because they don't understand me like you do. I know things are…different since…you know but I never believed you would ever stop caring about me as a friend. And for the record I still consider you a friend. So…so please can we talk?"

Shawn scoffed. "We are talking."

"I'd rather not talk over the phone. Just…I promise to make it quick."

"Ugh! Fine." Shawn hung up the phone then rolled out of bed. It was killing him to do this but then he'd never forgive himself something happened to Bret. These days Bret wasn't exactly looking his best. Or rather, he looked the same but unlike most people Shawn could tell that something was really bothering him. Shawn tried not to dwell on it. Most days he didn't have time to anyway. Between working so much as WWE Champion and hanging out with Hunter, Shawn never had time to allow himself to think about Bret. It was probably a good thing but then judging by the tone of Bret's voice over the phone, Shawn wasn't so sure anymore.

Of course, Bret always had a way of getting under his skin. Shawn supposed it came with the territory. When you fall that much in love with someone, breaking up was always hard to do – and lord knows did they break up more times than one could count. But after that last time Shawn just couldn't forgive him and he was pretty sure Bret felt the same way but then why…

But I thought if I didn't listen to you
Then I wouldn't be much of a friend
I let you come over and cry on my shoulder
The hundredth time over again

There was a soft knock at the door and Shawn immediately started to panic. This always happened after a break up with Bret. You always think things are going to go one way. You even go out of your way, planning meticulously; every move, every word, every sentence and every escape just to make sure you don't fall back into that rhythm but no matter how much you try, there always seem to be a miscalculation. I wonder what it'll be this time…

And all those old emotions came raining out of the blue

(Bret)

Bret hesitated. He had told himself he wouldn't call him. He had told himself that no matter what, he'd find a way to make his brother or his cousin understand his insecurities. He told himself this but failed…again. When will he ever trust them enough to confide in them about his personal insecurities? The answer is probably never. He will never truly be able to talk with them about such things because Harts weren't supposed to be insecure. Harts were fighters and never asked anyone outside of the family for help. Yeah. That's the way it was supposed to be and yet somehow Bret couldn't shake the feeling that it was best to keep THIS between him and Shawn. Not that Shawn had everything to with it. Well, he sorta did but at the moment Shawn was the only person he could come to about it. Shawn. His ex. His perfect ex who had a way of taking the blindfold off each and every time he would do this. Each time he would sit here and map out the argument like a battle plan. I will not do this. I won't look there. I will, I won't, I mustn't but he always did which is why he was still sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the phone.

It was too late now though. He'd already called him which meant Shawn was probably already up pacing the room out of frustration. Bret laughed. He knew that amazing blonde like the inside of a good book. It always amused him how easy it was to get him so worked up. But for the first time in a long time he meant no harm. He just needed to vent and Shawn was the only person he could talk to right now. Of course when talking with Shawn there ran the risk of complications. It was always complicated when it came to him but Bret supposed it was more or less his fault. Shawn was fucking gorgeous and it didn't help that Bret still found him attractive. They were no longer together because of life but that didn't matter. Nothing would ever change the fact that Shawn was God's idea of amusement when he made him a man. Bret shook his head. Only Shawn could have turned him gay – and he did. Much to his dismay it happened and he hated him for it. He hated him but then he loved him. Oh how he loved him. At the time Shawn was like heaven for him. Just being inside him was like…

"I don't need to go there," he mumbled. With a sigh, Bret reluctantly stood to his feet and headed out the door being careful not to wake his younger brother. Owen fell asleep over an hour ago after Bret refused to explain why he was in such a foul mood. Bret really wanted to confide in him but he couldn't be sure that Owen wouldn't look down on him. What a life…

A minute later he was standing outside of Shawn's door. He frowned when he noticed that the light was very faint coming from under the door. He shrugged it off thinking it was probably for the best. He raised his hand and finally knocked. After all maybe if he couldn't really see his face then…

Just when I thought I'd stopped lovin' you

(Shawn)

Shawn shrugged it off. Its all in my head… He ran a hand through his silky hair nervously, put on his game face, and opened the door. Why? Why? Why do I do it? Shawn casually stood to the side to allow Bret to enter never realizing he was going out of his way to avoid any and all eye contact. Bret took a seat on the edge of Shawn's bed while Shawn kept his distance. He leaned back against the door and cut Bret his best annoyed look to keep from noticing the thick tension in the air. "You're here. I let you in so now talk. What could possibly be bothering the great Bret Hart at this hour?" Shawn asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Bret only looked up at him which was enough to make Shawn feel so vulnerable. He folded his arms across his chest, a subconscious reaction that he didn't really realize he was doing, in order to make himself feel less exposed. Unfortunately for him, Bret could read him like a book. "Well? Aren't you going to talk 'cause if not then I need you to leave."

Bret was trying to find an answer – any answer – besides the truth which was that he wanted to see him again. He saw him all the time which kind of made it a lame excuse but not alone. He just wanted to spend some time alone with his friend – his best friend – even though to Shawn it might not seem that way. He looked up at the blonde standing across from him and boy if that wasn't a mistake. Damn that candle light illuminating his body like that. Damn him for having the most hypnotic stare. And most of all damn him for ever letting him go like that.

"Bret?"

"I'm sorry Shawn," he managed. He finally tore his eyes away but now that he'd entered the room other senses were in full force. Like right now he could smell the familiar body wash he'd grown to love even though Shawn was half way across the room. The smell was very light yet to him it was strong enough to speed up his heart rate. This was a mistake. He knew it was a mistake to come over but a part of him knew that if he couldn't handle it, Shawn would allow it. He always did but not necessarily because he wanted to. He looked over at Shawn again but the blonde was no longer facing him. He'd turned his back to him in an attempt to avoid his gaze. Bret smiled. It always ended up like this but it couldn't be helped. The feelings were still there and Bret feared they always would be.

You a got a way of knowin' when
I'm on the edge of giving in
And how to use those beautiful eyes

Shawn stared at the door fighting with himself about what to do. He knew the moment the phone rang what Bret wanted and what Bret wanted was him…or at least physically. Shawn always liked to give Bret the fighting chance to prove that he really was hurt or that he really did just want to talk but it never ended up like that. Every time it would start off awkward like this and then he'd make some comment. His sexy voice and those knowing eyes would instill in Shawn an anvil weighing his body down rendering him motionless. And then right when his guard was down, Bret would move in for the kill. Shawn always said no. He always fought it but then he'd always ask…

So if one day you're asking me
If I ever thought that maybe we
Oughta give it one more try
And I just had to answer

And of course Shawn would say no.

And you, you had to start smiling

Shawn turned to face him meeting that lustful look in his eye and that smile. That gorgeous, defense shattering smile. You know that one you can't bring yourself to hate? Shawn cursed under his breath. A game. It was like a game they'd play every time Bret came over. Who would be the first to break?

"I'm waiting Bret. If you didn't want anything then why the hell am I up at this hour?"

"I'm sorry. I really did want to talk," he answered softly. "But if you'd rather I'd go…"

And I thought about lying

Shawn watched his friend through the semi darkness. He really did seem down in the dumps though Shawn wasn't entirely convinced. Despite that he decided he should at least give Bret a chance to prove him wrong for a change. After all, it had gone wrong one to many times before so what was the harm in risking it once more? Shawn slowly crossed the room and took a seat on the bed next to him. He barely left an inch of space between them but it was too late now. He sighed. "Why do you look so worn Bret? I'm sure it's not just wrestling otherwise you wouldn't have come to me about it."

"It's a lot of things Shawn."

But I thought if I wasn't honest with you
Then I wouldn't be much of a friend
I let you come over and cry on my shoulder
The hundredth time over again

"Like…?"

"I'm just tired of it all."

"You got to be more specific hotshot."

"I would if I could Shawn but I don't know." He groaned. "I just…I feel like I'm going to explode. I feel things and it's things I shouldn't feel. I want to be able to confide in my family but I can't for fear of what they'd think. And then I've always been so used to my brother being my best friend that I often times find myself feeling guilty for keeping so many things from him."

"Then don't. Tell him how you feel."

"But I can't. He's going to think I'm crazy."

"How do you know?"

"I just…know. Call it a big brother's intuition."

"You'll never really know unless you try him."

"But I love my brother Shawn. I love him so much and I cherish his friendship more than anything in the world. To risk losing that… I just can't risk it. I can't risk it and yet my heart doesn't wanna listen." Shawn really didn't know what to say to this. He had a pretty good idea of what Bret was talking about but he didn't want to know…at least not for certain. If he knew for sure and Bret brought it up, it would mean telling him the same because it was the truth. "You're awfully quiet," he spoke up after a long silence.

Shawn looked over at him briefly before adverting his eyes back to the floor. "Yeah I…was just thinking."

"About how you wish I'd let it go right?"

"I…no. Just…you have the right idea I suppose. Family first. Nothing wrong with that," he offered up though for some strange reason his voice was starting to crack.

And all those old emotions came raining out of the blue

Bret glanced over at Shawn taking notice at how his face was glued to the carpet. Though he couldn't see his face, Bret knew something was wrong. His voice cracked just a minute ago which meant Shawn wasn't really buying his own words. "You don't think so do you?"

"Huh?"

"Look at me."

Shawn looked over at him but just as quickly looked away. An uncomfortable tension was creeping over the room and he didn't know about Bret but he was certainly starting to feel it. Shawn decided it was high time to move things right along. He forced a smile on his face and stared Bret right in the eye. "I'm fine and you will be too. I do think you're doing the right thing so don't beat yourself up. You'd be a fool to risk the bond that you have with your brother."

"I…wanna believe your words Shawn but I don't."

Shawn frowned. "Why would I lie Bret?"

"Because I don't believe my words," he answered. And then he did it. He slowly leaned forward pressing his lips to Shawn's. Shawn hadn't been expecting it and for a moment Bret feared he wouldn't return it. But he did, his lips moving slowly with Bret's. Bret reached up cupping the side of Shawn's face pulling him closer, eliciting a sigh that allowed his tongue entry into the mouth he'd missed so much. It wasn't that Shawn wanted to allow this but then he'd be lying if he said he actually hated it. No. He didn't hate it. He could never hate it because all it took was one kiss…one touch…every time and he would be reminded…

Just when I thought I'd stopped lovin' you

Bret finally pulled away from him cursing under his breath. "I'm sorry Shawn. I didn't mean to…"

"It's…It's fine. You know our friendship has always been kind of weird," he joked in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"Yeah but its that very same weirdness that brought us here. God Shawn I wish it didn't have to be this way!"

Shawn waited for a while before speaking up again. "You know, I'm so used to you coming in and just taking what you want that I never actually calculated that you wanted to talk. And now that I'm hearing all of this…"

"I was talking about you."

"I kind of figured that but I didn't want to believe it."

"So now that you know for sure, what do you think I should do?"

Oh, I hate you for making me crazy

"Why are you asking me? I can't decide for you."

"Yes you can. Just tell me that you love me and I'll throw reason out the window. I'll forget all of it by laying you down and making love to you like I want to."

"I can't do that Bret. I won't be the reason that causes you more heartache."

"But you can tell by the way I kissed you just now that I want you back."

"I…"

"You know it and I'm asking you now, can we try this again?"

"Bret…"

"It always ends in disaster I know but for one more night can I please be with the one my heart aches for?" Bret pressed his forehead to Shawn's coaxing him into another kiss. "Please…please let me have you once more?"

So why is it I, I keep on taking you back baby

Even as Shawn screamed no in his head, his lips were kissing Bret back as he was being pushed slowly on his back. Bret put the full weight of his body on Shawn and went to work on his neck sucking his pulse, tasting the sweet flesh that he'd missed so much. Shawn wriggled underneath him, his erection pressing uncomfortably against Bret's tummy. He hated his erection. He hated Bret. Most of all he hated himself…

"Ahh Bret…" Bret slipped his hand in Shawn's boxers clasping his member. He ran a thumb over the head chuckling softly when Shawn suddenly arched into him. "Mn…Bret please…"

What am I supposed to do
What am I supposed to do
What am I supposed to do with that

"I've missed this," he whispered, sucking his earlobe as he stroked him slowly. Shawn writhed underneath him, his body going crazy from Bret's touch. He wanted him. Or rather he just needed some kind of relief which of course didn't explain the reason why his heart was pounding furiously or the reason why his body was on fire right now.

"Oh…God I'm about to cum!"

"Cum for me baby." Bret's voice whispering in his ear did it for him making him cum hard. Bret milked every ounce of cum from him even sliding down to lick the remaining drops off his head. "Mmm…sweet as usual." Bret took a moment to slip his pants off before sliding back up Shawn's body. He kissed around his neck loving the sound of Shawn's sweet moans. "God I've missed this." He kissed his way down his chest taking a moment to suck on his nipples until they were standing erect. Shawn was so lost in the pleasure that he barely registered any pain as Bret's finger's pierced him.

"I love you Shawn," he whispered before finally thrusting inside him, muffling his loud cry with a kiss. He moved in and out of his love slowly relishing the feeling of the blonde's body as it caved into him. "Oh fuck you're so good baby! I love it. God I love being inside you…" Shawn whimpered and moaned underneath him beautifully, his sweet cries of pleasure nothing more than music to Bret's ears. Bret buried his face in the blonde's neck licking the tender flesh while his lover began arching into him, the pleasure now almost overwhelming for him.

"Bret…Mn…Bret…harder…" Shawn pleaded and Bret did as he was told. He bit down into Shawn's neck thrusting harder and deeper into him, loving the way Shawn clung to his body. He felt Shawn's grip tighten around him and he knew he was about to reach his peak again. "Bret…"

"Me too." With one final thrust they both peaked spilling themselves all over each other. For a while they both just laid there silently. Bret was too lazy to move and truth be told he wasn't in any kind of hurry to pull out of Shawn anyway. As for Shawn, he was fighting with himself again.

What am I supposed to do

What am I supposed to do

Wrap my arms around you

Bret was waiting for Shawn to tell him off then kick him out. Once that happened Bret would know for sure that Shawn was over him. He tried telling himself that Shawn's voice cracks, his kisses back, and his weakness was due to the fact that he still loved him but he'd never know for sure. Not really because Shawn had always been the stronger of the two. He would see Shawn backstage after a show and while Bret would be on the verge of tears, Shawn would look as if he hadn't a care in the world. So does this mean I have to go? Was this really just one last time?

Smaller arms suddenly encircled his waist and then a whispered "Goodnight Bret" in his ear. It didn't tell him everything he needed to know but unbeknownst to him, it was just Shawn's way of taking him back again.

"Goodnight Shawn."

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Song: "Just When I Thought I'd Stop Loving You" by Reba McEntire

AN: I know it wasn't great but that's what came out of my head. Ugh. You guys just don't know. Bret muse is really a pain in the ass to work with. Him and Shawn...man like I can really feel the stubborness between them. They just don't like to cooperate. So...no more Bret/Shawn for now unless I suddenly have an overwhelming desire to use them again. (I highly doubt it though. It takes me forever to update the long fic so you can just about imagine how much I love them.) If you found a bunch of mistakes, point them out and I'll fix them later but right now, I'm going to bed. Been up all night cause I couldn't sleep and now I'm just annoyed because people won't go away.

FYI: Here's some pairing's info:

HBK/TBK can be found in fics by HeartbreakDX (Thanks LCHime)

Bret/Shawn can be found in 1) "Heart to Heart" by EroSenin'sDeciplesKJT 2) "Found" by wrestlefan4 and several fics by shinigami_sakura2000

Taker/Shawn can be found in several fics by AnonymousPunk and possibly in fics by HeartbreakDX or Seraphalexiel.