Casey was up and out of bed before Dean, which kind of surprised her, but she didn't mind. He deserved the extra sleep after his big WrestleMania moment, and she'd be a bitch to not give him that extra sleep just because she wanted to spend time with him. She showered and dressed in just jeans and a plain black vneck, and he was still sleeping soundly by that time. So she called room service to order breakfast and played with his hair while he slept and she waited for the food to be delivered.
"Morning, kitten." He mumbled and she smiled, looking down at him.
"Morning, champ. I ordered breakfast already." She told him and he nodded, groaning as he stretched before sitting up and kissing her softly.
"Thank you, babe. I'm going to shave and get dressed."
"Alrighty. You do that." She mumbled, a bit upset by the lack of mention of her birthday, but he didn't seem to notice as he walked his perfect ass into the bathroom to get ready for the day.
She wasn't sure how it was possible. They had spent the whole day together, and not once did he wish her a happy birthday. She wasn't sure how she hadn't hit him yet, but the day wasn't over and- as much as she hated to admit it- she couldn't be mad about it until midnight.
"Why are you looking super ticked?" Wade asked and she sighed. "Happy birthday, by the way. I know that you don't want many people knowing that today is your birthday, but-"
"Thanks, Wade." She cut him off and he rose an eyebrow. "Dean forgot, which doesn't make sense because we were just talking about it yesterday."
"Maybe he's doing that thing where you pretend to forget and then at the end of the day it's this big surprise?" Brad suggested as he sat down with the two, and Casey shook her head.
"I doubt it." She mumbled, playing with the sleeves of her Shield zip up hoodie while her two friends exchanged a glance over her head.
Cena cashed in his rematch clause that night on RAW, but was unsuccessful in his attempt. Dean was pretty proud of himself, but he didn't understand what was wrong with Casey. She wasn't acting like she was proud of him, she wasn't acting like she usually acted at all. He didn't like it, but what could he do?
He stopped Wade in the hall to ask about Casey, because if anybody knew what the problem was with her, it would be Wade.
"What's up with Casey?"
"Dean, I'm afraid I've got some bad news."
"Bad news?"
"She's pissed at you, and it'll take a lot more than just an apology to make it up to her." Was all Wade said before walking away and Dean sighed.
"Bad news Barrett. I never thought I'd be the recipient of this, but okay. Thanks, man!" Dean called and Wade waved over his shoulder as he walked down the hall and Dean saw Casey talking with Brad and holding her phone, he could only assume that the two were gossiping with Ted, since that's what they did often.
"Hey, Casey, can we talk?" He asked and Brad looked at him as if he were insane.
"We are in the midst of an important conversation. Go shower and get changed, rude boy, or I'll put you in a title match next week." Brad threatened and Dean nodded, kissing Casey's head before walking away, hearing their hushed whispers as he walked. He didn't like this. He didn't like Casey being mad at him and he certainly didn't like Brad threatening him like that. When did Maddox decide to grow a pair like that?
"He seriously forgot your birthday?" Ted asked and Casey shrugged, even though he couldn't see it.
"I dunno if he forgot. He hasn't mentioned it, but he's acting like he forgot." She mumbled and Brad nodded.
"How about Brad stepping up and being a man for once in his life?" Ted asked jokingly and Brad scoffed.
"He doesn't intimidate me." Brad commented and Casey laughed.
"You sure about that?" She asked in unison with Ted and Brad stared at her.
"I hate you both."
"What's your deal, Casey?" Dean asked and she looked over at him as they drove. She had been too quiet and too distant. He didn't like not holding her hand while he was driving.
"My deal? You completely ignore that today is my birthday, and you want to ask what my deal is!?" The couple had forgotten that Seth and Roman were in the backseat, watching them quietly.
"Fuck. I've been so busy and I've been tired, I'm sorry, kitten."
"You have a lot of nerve, Ambrose." She muttered, pulling her knees to her chest and looking out the window while Seth and Roman exchanged a worried glance. Dean couldn't propose while she was upset because Casey would see that as him only popping the question to make her forget that he forgot her birthday, and that'd be another argument.
Fifty chapters. Major thanks to everybody who has read this, reviewed it, favorited, and followed The Third Bella so far. Although there's a few more chapters left, it does mean a lot to me. I appreciate it.
