Rob woke up slowly; wrapped in Shawn's arms, warm sunlight drifting
in through the blinds of his room. He smiled; for the first time since he
joined the WWE, he felt totally safe and at peace. It hit him at that
moment. He really loved Shawn.
After lying there a few moments, he opened his eyes and looked up at Shawn. Shawn smiled down at him, running a hand through his hair. "Morning."
"Awake long?" Rob asked, not yet willing to leave the comfort of his boyfriend's arms. When Shawn nodded, he smiled. "You could've gotten up."
"Yeah, I know. I was watching you sleep."
Glen knocked on the room door. "Guys. I'm going to go get us some coffee. Be back in a few." They heard Glen's footsteps move away and the front door open and then heard it click shut.
Chris walked away from the counter of the hotel's front desk, slipping the card key into his pocket. It hadn't been too hard to get; all he had needed to do was smile at the clerk and give her an autograph and she'd almost melted in her shoes. Then again, he was a huge rock star, and one of the best wrestlers on Monday night RAW. He waved at Glen Jacobs from across the lobby, noting that Glen was on his way towards the parking lot; probably to go get some coffee or something.
He got into the elevator and hit the button for Rob's floor, grinning. Chris was going to call first, to see if his friend would actually want to go out to breakfast, but he had decided against it. Surprises were great, and there was nothing more fun than trying to aggravate his "Zenned-out" friend. Who knew, maybe today it would actually work.
He swiped the card key in the front door, trying to open it as quietly as possible. He walked in, and his eyes were immediately drawn to a neatly folded pile of blankets and pillows on the couch. Chris smirked. So, Rob had had company last night and Glen had slept on the couch.
Chris walked over to the bedroom, giving a small knock before walking in. He smiled and started to say some sarcastic comment about late sleepers, and then he saw Shawn Michaels and his best friend cuddling on the bed. His mouth just dropped open. He stood frozen in his tracks for a few moments, too stunned to say anything.
Rob sighed, glancing at the alarm clock. "I guess we should get up. it's already ten."
"Nah, it's our day off, remember. I say that we just relax for a few more minutes."
Rob grinned. "I was hoping you'd say that." The front door opened again, causing Rob's grin to widen. "Glen probably forgot his car keys."
Rob sat upright instantly, going pale. "Chris, I-"
He held up a hand, still in shock. "I'm gonna go sit in the living room ." He turned and left the room, moving over to the couch.
Shawn got up, and pulled on his t-shirt and shoes and ran his fingers through his hair. Rob, who had gotten up and pulled on a pair of jeans himself, tossed him a brush. Shawn caught it, brushed out his brownish- auburn hair, and headed towards the door. He stood there and waited for Rob, who came over when he was done with his own hair. They had both decided to wear it down. "He was going to find out sooner or later, Gumby." Shawn squeezed his shoulder reassuringly, " You ready?"
He took a deep breath and then took his boyfriend's hand. "Well. no. But I'm as ready as I can be." He opened the door with his free hand and then led Shawn into the living room.
Chris was sitting on the couch, trying to get over the initial shock, when Rob walked in, holding Shawn's hand. The two friends locked eyes for a few moments, each completely silent.
Rob finally let go of Shawn's hand and sat next to Chris on the couch, deciding to break the heavy silence first. "Say something Chris. Anything at all."
Chris finally found his voice. "How long.?"
"Since last Monday night. Just after RAW." Rob sighed. "I couldn't tell you. I was too afraid of how you'd react. You're my best friend; the last thing I wanted was to lose you."
Chris snapped out of it. He sat there for a moment longer and then leaned over, hugging Rob. "Damn it Rob, you can tell me anything, you know that." After a few moments, he let go of Rob. "Now, it looks to me like we have a lot to talk about."
Rob smiled. "Yeah, I guess we do."
"And Rob," Chris became serious for a moment. "Never think that again."
"What?"
"Never think that I'm gonna be a big enough assclown to ditch my best friend over anything. You get me?" Rob nodded and Chris grinned. "Good. Because if you ever do, I'll have to kick your ass."
Rob grinned back. "Yeah, well it seems to me that I was the one who one the triple threat match and had the title shot."
"Yeah. Oh, and by the way, did you ever send Scott Steiner a thank you card for that one?" Chris stood up. "C'mon, Junior. I'm starving." He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. "Shawn, you comin' with?"
Shawn shook his head, walking over to the two of them. Chris looked slightly uncomfortable around him. "I think that you two have a lot to talk about."
Rob got up, grabbing his jacket. "Alright Chris, let's get outta here. Oh, and by the way, I'm driving."
"No way in hell, Junior! I'm not risking my life and my sanity because you're behind the wheel. Face it Rob, your driving is like a match with the Big Show. You know in advance that it isn't gonna pretty."
Rob gave a massive sigh. "Fine, you can drive."
Chris headed over to the door and began to whine. "C'mon. I'm hungry."
Rob rolled his eyes. "You and your bottomless pit." He smiled at Shawn, and then leaned in, gently kissing him. Shawn kissed back for a few moments and then Rob pulled away, well aware of how uncomfortable it made his best friend. "See ya later?"
Shawn smiled. "But of course. Pick you up around eight tonight?"
"Sounds great." Rob turned to Chris. "Alright, let's go." He moved out of the front door, following Chris down the hall. He smiled. Chris' interrogation would be worth it; he had his best friend back.
Author's notes: This chapter is dedicated to my best friend Aura. Thanks for being there for me, no matter what. I owe ya one, chica.
Also, to my friend Jenna. Thanks a ton for all of the help with my website, since you know that I reaaalllly suck at that kind of stuff. You're a lifesaver.
And finally, to Steve. Thanks for worrying about me, when no one else seemed to care. Things'll get better, just hang in there.
Alright, enough of this sappy stuff. As far as posting, we'll see how it goes; both my comp and my mother have been giving me issues, so I'll mainly be posting on weekends now. Also, I'm in the middle of writing the first chapter for a new story. Edge and Rey Mysterio. Hopefully it'll be up soon.
Well, that's it. Later all.
After lying there a few moments, he opened his eyes and looked up at Shawn. Shawn smiled down at him, running a hand through his hair. "Morning."
"Awake long?" Rob asked, not yet willing to leave the comfort of his boyfriend's arms. When Shawn nodded, he smiled. "You could've gotten up."
"Yeah, I know. I was watching you sleep."
Glen knocked on the room door. "Guys. I'm going to go get us some coffee. Be back in a few." They heard Glen's footsteps move away and the front door open and then heard it click shut.
Chris walked away from the counter of the hotel's front desk, slipping the card key into his pocket. It hadn't been too hard to get; all he had needed to do was smile at the clerk and give her an autograph and she'd almost melted in her shoes. Then again, he was a huge rock star, and one of the best wrestlers on Monday night RAW. He waved at Glen Jacobs from across the lobby, noting that Glen was on his way towards the parking lot; probably to go get some coffee or something.
He got into the elevator and hit the button for Rob's floor, grinning. Chris was going to call first, to see if his friend would actually want to go out to breakfast, but he had decided against it. Surprises were great, and there was nothing more fun than trying to aggravate his "Zenned-out" friend. Who knew, maybe today it would actually work.
He swiped the card key in the front door, trying to open it as quietly as possible. He walked in, and his eyes were immediately drawn to a neatly folded pile of blankets and pillows on the couch. Chris smirked. So, Rob had had company last night and Glen had slept on the couch.
Chris walked over to the bedroom, giving a small knock before walking in. He smiled and started to say some sarcastic comment about late sleepers, and then he saw Shawn Michaels and his best friend cuddling on the bed. His mouth just dropped open. He stood frozen in his tracks for a few moments, too stunned to say anything.
Rob sighed, glancing at the alarm clock. "I guess we should get up. it's already ten."
"Nah, it's our day off, remember. I say that we just relax for a few more minutes."
Rob grinned. "I was hoping you'd say that." The front door opened again, causing Rob's grin to widen. "Glen probably forgot his car keys."
Rob sat upright instantly, going pale. "Chris, I-"
He held up a hand, still in shock. "I'm gonna go sit in the living room ." He turned and left the room, moving over to the couch.
Shawn got up, and pulled on his t-shirt and shoes and ran his fingers through his hair. Rob, who had gotten up and pulled on a pair of jeans himself, tossed him a brush. Shawn caught it, brushed out his brownish- auburn hair, and headed towards the door. He stood there and waited for Rob, who came over when he was done with his own hair. They had both decided to wear it down. "He was going to find out sooner or later, Gumby." Shawn squeezed his shoulder reassuringly, " You ready?"
He took a deep breath and then took his boyfriend's hand. "Well. no. But I'm as ready as I can be." He opened the door with his free hand and then led Shawn into the living room.
Chris was sitting on the couch, trying to get over the initial shock, when Rob walked in, holding Shawn's hand. The two friends locked eyes for a few moments, each completely silent.
Rob finally let go of Shawn's hand and sat next to Chris on the couch, deciding to break the heavy silence first. "Say something Chris. Anything at all."
Chris finally found his voice. "How long.?"
"Since last Monday night. Just after RAW." Rob sighed. "I couldn't tell you. I was too afraid of how you'd react. You're my best friend; the last thing I wanted was to lose you."
Chris snapped out of it. He sat there for a moment longer and then leaned over, hugging Rob. "Damn it Rob, you can tell me anything, you know that." After a few moments, he let go of Rob. "Now, it looks to me like we have a lot to talk about."
Rob smiled. "Yeah, I guess we do."
"And Rob," Chris became serious for a moment. "Never think that again."
"What?"
"Never think that I'm gonna be a big enough assclown to ditch my best friend over anything. You get me?" Rob nodded and Chris grinned. "Good. Because if you ever do, I'll have to kick your ass."
Rob grinned back. "Yeah, well it seems to me that I was the one who one the triple threat match and had the title shot."
"Yeah. Oh, and by the way, did you ever send Scott Steiner a thank you card for that one?" Chris stood up. "C'mon, Junior. I'm starving." He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. "Shawn, you comin' with?"
Shawn shook his head, walking over to the two of them. Chris looked slightly uncomfortable around him. "I think that you two have a lot to talk about."
Rob got up, grabbing his jacket. "Alright Chris, let's get outta here. Oh, and by the way, I'm driving."
"No way in hell, Junior! I'm not risking my life and my sanity because you're behind the wheel. Face it Rob, your driving is like a match with the Big Show. You know in advance that it isn't gonna pretty."
Rob gave a massive sigh. "Fine, you can drive."
Chris headed over to the door and began to whine. "C'mon. I'm hungry."
Rob rolled his eyes. "You and your bottomless pit." He smiled at Shawn, and then leaned in, gently kissing him. Shawn kissed back for a few moments and then Rob pulled away, well aware of how uncomfortable it made his best friend. "See ya later?"
Shawn smiled. "But of course. Pick you up around eight tonight?"
"Sounds great." Rob turned to Chris. "Alright, let's go." He moved out of the front door, following Chris down the hall. He smiled. Chris' interrogation would be worth it; he had his best friend back.
Author's notes: This chapter is dedicated to my best friend Aura. Thanks for being there for me, no matter what. I owe ya one, chica.
Also, to my friend Jenna. Thanks a ton for all of the help with my website, since you know that I reaaalllly suck at that kind of stuff. You're a lifesaver.
And finally, to Steve. Thanks for worrying about me, when no one else seemed to care. Things'll get better, just hang in there.
Alright, enough of this sappy stuff. As far as posting, we'll see how it goes; both my comp and my mother have been giving me issues, so I'll mainly be posting on weekends now. Also, I'm in the middle of writing the first chapter for a new story. Edge and Rey Mysterio. Hopefully it'll be up soon.
Well, that's it. Later all.