Picture Day

Saturday was a busy day in the Brooks/Mendez home as people plowed inside with cameras, clothes, makeup and hair people. He had thought when AJ said she would be taking pictures it would one person with a camera and that would be it. Clearly a lot went into this.

"What is all of this?" Punk asked Colt.

"She's having pictures taken." Colt shrugged. "We're going to use the pictures to launch her website too. It'll be easier for promoters to get in touch with her to book her."

"My entire place is upside down." Punk groaned.

"It's not just your place and everything is moving downstairs the photographer wants pictures of her working out." Colt told him.

"Oh really does she?" Punk mocked.

"He does- yes." Colt corrected.

"Which one is the photographer?" Punk asked.

"He's not here yet. But he's cool he takes pictures of all the girls." Colt said to him.

"And why are you here again?" Punk asked him.

"AJ is my girl." Colt laughed. "I'm making sure these photos go well."

"Your girl?" Punk asked annoyed.

"Not like in the way she's your girl but I feel like I raised her! I have to make sure they don't put her in anything she doesn't want to be in or take advantage." Colt said to him.

"I'm here." Punk reminded.

"Didn't AJ say you had errands to run?" Colt asked.

"Yea." Punk said looking around at all of the strangers in his house. "You'll look out for everything? Make sure no one steals anything?"

"Really Punk?" Colt asked annoyed.

Just as Punk was walking out the door a man wearing tight jeans, a tight black t-shirt and sunglasses walked inside without even a greeting. The man had shaggy long blonde hair and even Punk had to admit he looked like he just stepped out of magazine.

"Can I fucking help you?" Punk asked him.

"Sorry thought you were expecting me." the man laughed removing his sunglasses.

"This is the photographer." Colt said walking over to him. "This is Jake. "

"For fuck sake." Punk mumbled under his breath.

"Where is April?" Jake asked Colt.

"AJ is upstairs getting ready." Punk said to him and the man walked right up the stairs and Punk watched in shock as he just let himself into his home and right up the stairs.

"Stop." Colt warned him.

"I said she's getting ready and he just walks up there?" Punk asked closing the door. "No-"

"Don't blow this we need these pictures." Colt warned him.

"What if she's getting dressed and he just walks in?" Punk asked.

"So?" Colt asked mockingly. "Relax man go do what you have to do."

"No I'll wait here." Punk said almost childishly.

Punk walked up the stairs ten minutes later when no one came down and into the bedroom and saw AJ sporting her very short wrestling shorts and a cut up joker t-shirt.

"What do you think?" She asked him anxiously.

"You look good." Punk smiled and saw the photographer on his knees before AJ with a small pair of scissors making small rips to her shorts.

"Did you run your errands already?" AJ asked him.

"Uh yea." Punk smiled. "I think I'll just hang around here today."

"Good." she grinned.

"Is your tan natural?" Jake asked standing up and Punk rolled his eyes.

"Yes I just got back from Mexico." She told him.

"It looks great. But do you have any tan lines we have to worry about?" Jake asked. "Under the shorts or bra?"

"Why the fuck would anyone see them?" Punk asked him.

"Ignore him." AJ smiled at Jake.

"No, no don't ignore me." Punk smiled sarcastically and walked over.

"We have a few outfit changes." Jake said to him. "Don't worry we won't show too much."

"Showing enough where people can her tan lines is already too much." Punk shot back.

"Can I have a second?" AJ asked Jake politely and tugged Punk to the side. "What are you doing?"

"I'm just asking questions." Punk defended.

"Please stay out of this." She begged. "I don't butt into your business stuff don't butt into mine."

"You're right." Punk forced out. "You know what you're doing and I'll stay out of it."

"Thank you." She smiled sweetly.

"But just know you don't have to wear anything to get attention or look good in pictures." He coached and she just nodded.

"I got it." She laughed pushing him towards the door.

"Does he have to stay in here with you?" he whispered to her and she just gave him a kiss as she pushed him fully outside the door and closed it.

Punk was watching from behind a bunch of people downstairs as AJ was being photographed. She did look amazing and clearly Punk wasn't having any arousal issues right now but he was much more concerned with everyone else looking at her.

"You look gorgeous April." Jake said as he snapped away. "That's it baby work it for the camera!"

"Baby." Punk hissed under his breath.

"Would you calm down." Colt whispered to him.

"Why does he keep calling her April or baby?" Punk whispered back.

"Isn't April her name?" Colt asked him.

"No one calls her April." Punk said annoyed.

"Bend for me April!" Jake shouted out and Punk bit on his bottom lip.

"She does look really good." Colt said to him.

"I know she looks good." Punk said bitterly folding arms.

"Alright that's good!" Jake yelled to everyone.

"Thank jeebus." Punk said relieved.

"You all have five minutes except for the wardrobe people because we're moving to in ring photos next!" he shouted out and Punk rolled his eyes.

"You thought that was it?" Colt laughed.

"Why are you changing?" Punk asked stopping AJ as she passed him.

"Because we're moving into the ring." AJ said to him.

"But you're in your wrestling gear." Punk pointed out.

"It's not my real wrestling gear." AJ said to him with a laugh. "These are just for photos."

"Oh of course." Punk chuckled.

"April baby don't forget to oil your skin." Jake said to her and she nodded.

"Relax." Colt said to him.

"I hate him." Punk said annoyed.

Ten minutes later AJ was back downstairs and sporting even less clothing and Punk was just about ready to burst now. She was wearing tight black spandex shorts that only women wore under their own skirts and dresses and a small black sports bra. He shook his head in annoyance as Jake looked her over.

"Can I have some oil?" He asked someone who passed it to him. "You just need a little more." he said rubbing the oil on the inside of her thighs.

"No-" Punk started but Colt grabbed him by the shoulder.

"He's just a photographer." Colt said to him.

"So why the fuck is he rubbing her down like that?" Punk hissed.

"I want the fan on the other side so set that up!" Jake yelled to another person. "Absolutely beautiful April." He grinned standing tall. "These pictures are going to be so good."

"Yea?" AJ asked blushing.

"Yes! You photograph beautifully." Jake assured her. "You have some amazing features. Your legs are so intense and strong, your stomach is fit with a six pack-"

"She gets it!" Punk yelled from the back of the room. "Move it along."

AJ glared at Punk who just gave her an 'I don't give a shit' face. AJ stepped into the ring and leaned on the ropes the way Jake directed her to and he she was basically on display for everyone there and who would be seeing the pictures. There was no doubt she looked beautiful, Punk just couldn't understand what these photos had to do with her wrestling.

"Where's the guy?" Jake asked looking around.

"What guy?" Punk asked Colt.

"He knows what he's doing." Colt whispered. "AJ does look great though." he said to Punk who rolled his eyes.

A few minutes later a beefed up man entered Punk's small ring and now he was more annoyed than before.

"We want pictures of April in action." Jake said to AJ and the male wrestler/model.

"You wanted me to do my finishing move right?" AJ asked and now Punk was starting to pace.

"Yea it's a submission right? Lock that in on him for me baby." Jake said holding the camera.

"Don't hurt me now." The man in the ring teased.

"I'll try not to." she giggled and Punk was slowly making his way to the ring now and pushing passed the people.

"Don't you dare!" Colt hissed quietly.

AJ locked in the black widow and Jake got some photos from that but once the male models hand moved to AJ's ass during the move it was over as far as Punk was concerned.

"Ok stop!" Punk announced entering the ring.

"What is this?" Jake asked looking for Colt. "Cabana?"

"No this is my house." Punk said to Jake as AJ released the model and walked towards Punk.

"Phil you're embarrassing me." she whispered.

"I don't care." Punk said childishly. "I don't want pictures of a guy grabbing at your ass."

"I had nowhere else to put it." the man defended.

"Yes you fucking did." Punk spat.

"You need to stop this." AJ warned him. "If you can't sit here and watch then you need to leave."

"It's my house I'm not leaving they're leaving!" Punk snapped.

"How is this any different from you having dry with your masseuse?" AJ challenged.

"Is that what this is about?" Punk asked with a laugh. "Fine AJ point taken I apologize for the hundreth fucking time!"

"You know how important this to me." AJ reminded him. "Why are you trying to ruin this?"

"I'm not trying to ruin anything I don't like other men oiling you up and grabbing you." Punk defended.

"You're right." Jake smiled entering the ring. "I wouldn't like it either."
"Fuck off." Punk said annoyed and Jake laughed.

"How about you replace Derk in the photos than?" Jake suggested. "Would that make you feel better?"

"Would it?" AJ asked him.

"I don't want to intrude on your big moment." He said nervously not really wanting to be pictures either.

"Really? Because marching into the middle of the shot didn't intrude on anything?" AJ asked coldly.

"Either be in the pictures or let her finish." Jake said to him.

"How is she not finished yet?" Punk asked him.

"We have a lot more to do." Jake said to him. "She's launching a website, she's looking for promoters to call this is what we have to do. I'm only trying to help her out and I've done this for a lot of people and no one has ever complained."

"Well Phil?" she asked him folding his arms.

"I don't mind finishing up." Derk said to them. "I just need to uh- use the bathroom."

"I bet you fucking do." Punk said looking at him with disgust. "Get the fuck out and don't come back."

"Phil!" AJ yelled in horror. "Why are you being so rude? Colt!"

"I can't help him when he's like this." Colt said from across the room. "I can only watch the train wreck happen."

"I'll do it ok." Punk said to them.

"Great go get cleaned up." Jake grinned. "We'll do some more solo shots of your lovely fiancee in the meantime."

Punk filled in for Derk on all the photos he was supposed to in and even though he could tell AJ was royally pissed off at him he also could sense she was far more comfortable with him in the shots. The pictures were an all day affair and once his stuff was done he agreed to go upstairs and not interrupt anymore and even left Colt in charge to watch over AJ while he ran his errands.

Once everyone was gone AJ was sitting alone in the kitchen sipping coffee when Punk finally got back home.

"Hi honey." He greeted but she didn't even look up at him. "I was so out of line today." he said to her but again she ignored him. "I embarrassed you and butted into your professional career and it wasn't right at all." he said to her but she again just turned the spoon in her coffee. "I owe you an apology. So I'm sorry."

AJ didn't bother to look his way at all when she stood up from the stool and walked over to the kitchen table.

"Look what I got you." he smiled holding out flowers. "White roses, your favorite."

They were already in vase and Punk placed them directly in front of her but she didn't acknowledge them.

"I got you something else to because I had a strong hunch they wouldn't be enough to win you back over." Punk said then placed a heart shaped box on the table. "Chocolate." he had a hopeful smile on but knew it would probably take more than that. "Flowers and candy is no good? That's fine because you know me and you know I have a lot more up my sleeve." he said to her and now placed a long velvet box on top of the box chocolate. "Aren't you going to open it?"

Punk let out a sigh and looked down at her as she kept her head facing the other way.

"I said I was sorry AJ." He reminded her. "What else can I do?" she didn't respond to him and he rolled his eyes. "Look I know I fucked up. I admitted to it and I can't change it all I can do is apologize. I got you flowers, candy and a really fucking expensive piece of jewelry that you won't even acknowledge so if you could at least look at me I'd appreciate it."

"I would have appreciated not being humiliated and treated like a child in front of all of those people." AJ said finally. Her tone was as cold as ice and Punk was now nervous. "You can buy me whatever you want but it will never take away the feeling that you gave me today. You treated me like an idiot, you were rude to everyone and you made me feel bad. Really bad. You're going to be my husband in less than four weeks you should be building me up not killing my confidence. I felt so beautiful and strong during those photos then you waltzed in and took it all away from me."

"I liked it better when you were ignoring me." He admitted feeling really awful now- worse than before actually.

"Who does that?" AJ asked him. "You don't want me to be successful is that it?"

"Of course I do." Punk said to her. "I just didn't want other people touching you." he defended.

"You looked like an insecure, controlling jerk." AJ informed him. "The woman doing my hair told me how bad she felt for me."

"Fuck her." Punk said annoyed and she rolled her eyes.

"You were trying to hold me back today and I don't understand why! I would have never in a million years done that to you."

"I know you're right." He said to her. "I'm really sorry. It had nothing to do with holding you back it was just the touching."

"No you had a problem with it the minute it started even when I was by myself." She pointed out.

"It was weird for me ok? I'm not used to other people seeing you like that." He said to her.

"I was dressed Phil it's not like I was posing for playboy!" she argued.

"You're right." Punk said simply. "I am a jealous jerk. There is no way around it I fucked up and I feel like shit."

"You say that a lot." She mumbled.

"Throw your hot coffee on me." he said and she glared at him. "Seriously throw it on me it will make you feel better."

"I'm not throwing hot coffee on you." She said annoyed.

"Do you want to kick me?" He offered. "Pinch me? You love to pinch me."

"I want you to swear on my life you'll never do it again." she said deathly serious.

"I don't like to swear." Punk admitted knowing he'd never be able to agree to it. AJ just stood up and began to walk away but Punk jumped in front of her. "Ok I swear on your life I will try to never do it again and I will think first. My first instinct when it comes to you is to protect you and that's not just because we're getting married but because I've felt that since the day I met you at the gym. I want you to be safe, comfortable and at ease at all times and today I saw people all over you I didn't like it and I know deep down you didn't it either. I only did what I did because I love you."

"It was just a silly photo shoot." she reminded him.

"I know and I'm an asshole." He said to her. "I swear I will work on it."

"Ok." she forced out.

"It's the best I can offer you." he said with a frown but she gave him a weak smile and knew he was in.

"The flowers are pretty I guess." She mumbled looked towards them.

"Aren't they? And don't forget this." he said reaching for the velvet box and placing it in her hands.

AJ opened the box and saw a lightening bolt necklace and smiled.

"It's all gold." Punk said proudly. "I saw it and thought of you."

"It's very pretty. I actually had one when I was kid but it wasn't gold and I lost it in school." She admitted.

"Now you have a new and improved one." Punk said to her happily. "I really do feel bad about today."

"I know." She said to him. "But as Colt pointed out it shows that you care."

"That is true. I've always said Colt was a smart guy." Punk said very seriously causing her to laugh lightly.

"Yes he also said I should have let Derk ride me like you let the masseuse do to you in Mexico." AJ informed him.

"He's an idiot. Not very bright at all." Punk said in the same serious voice. "Still want to marry me?"

"Yea I guess." She teased.

"Want to kiss and makeup?" he asked hopefully.

"You think you're getting sex after your little tantrum today?" she asked laughing and he frowned.

"No but I'd do that thing you like." He offered.

"No, no sex." She said to him. "But I will let you give me a massage." she informed him.

"Done." He said to her.

"Starting with my feet." She ordered and he nodded. "And no half massages where you start kissing me, if you start kissing me it's done with." she warned him.
"My lips will stay where they are." he promised.

"I also want you to hand feed me the chocolate." She said passing him the box he purchased for her. "And you have to sit next to me while I watch Buffy with no annoying commentary on your part." she warned him.

"Fine." He forced out.

"Also my car has been making funny noises and needs to be checked out I'd like for you to bring it to the mechanic at 9am tomorrow." She said to him.

"I can do that." He said to her. "Anything else dear?" he asked mockingly.

"I want you to make me pancakes tomorrow and no crying that you can't eat it on your diet. I want breakfast in bed." She said to him.

"It will be my pleasure." he said to her sarcastically.

"You also have to call Jake and apologize to him." AJ said to him.

"Nope." Punk said shaking his head and AJ narrowed her eyes at him. "I'll do it first in the morning." he corrected.

"Excellent." She said happily. "Now come on my feet really hurt." she said nodding for him to follow her out of the kitchen.

"Yes dear." He said in a defeated voice and followed her.