After beating AJ at Raw Chicago, given the assist of Paul Heyman, CJ was bored with being the champion already. Natalya had betrayed her by ruining their tag match on Main Event by hitting CJ with that clothesline, which CJ assumed was a play off of Wonder Woman, when they were teaming together against FoxSana. But CJ saw the betrayal coming from a mile away since Natalya became jealous easily and didn't like that CJ had the title. She didn't like it when anybody had the title that wasn't her, but she and Paul had cut an amazing promo calling out Natalya and it looked to be the start of a promising feud going into WrestleMania.
She wasn't sure where things stood between her and Dean, though. Things hadn't become awkward between them after their kiss behind the arena, in fact they were closer than ever. Of course they weren't dating, and she was perfectly fine with that. But all they had done was kiss a few times, and CJ had gone two months without sex. She knew that Dean told her that he would help her with that, but she feared things growing awkward between them after they finally had sex. CJ didn't want awkward, since she had grown used to waking up with Dean's arms wrapped tight around her while his forehead was pressed to her shoulder because he would wake up in the middle of the night and migrate to her bed on random nights while she slept. She never pegged Dean as a guy who would cling almost desperately to whoever he shared a bed with, regardless of how much he cared for said person, but she had come to find out that this man was full of surprises.
Seth was supposed to be an option for release, but he had been acting weird around her and Dean as of late. Especially when he walked away from the Shield/Wyatt rematch at Raw Chicago which, he could blame wanting to make Roman and Dean work it out all he wanted but, CJ felt like he was mad at Dean because he had felt the change. It was almost minute outside of hotel rooms, but it was there and she was certain that Seth had noticed. When it came to her, he always noticed.
But that didn't stop CJ from doing what she wanted. Dean wanted what she wanted: somebody who was reliable and wouldn't leave when things got trying. Seth had proved to her when he left his so-called "brothers" to the Wyatts that he'd rather drop out and walk away for them to fix their issues, than stick around and help them through it. How would being in a relationship change that in him? It wouldn't, and it would only result in CJ being heartbroken, so she was only pushed further into not wanting to be in a relationship with Seth. But CJ wanted to work it out with him because she was slowly losing all of her best lady-friends one-by-one, and she needed to know that her best guy friend still wanted to be her friend. That, and she desperately wanted sex.
Desperately. As in, she'd screw that whack job Bray Wyatt if he offered.
"What are you thinking about that's got you wasting water?" Dean asked, stepping into the bathroom. CJ only sighed and removed her head from the wall of the shower before squirting her coconut conditioner to her palm. Dean had finally figured out the secret to her fantastic smelling hair: CJ used differently scented shampoo and conditioner when she washed her hair. It didn't make sense to him, but he enjoyed the outcome.
"I'm sorry. I was thinking about Seth." She explained, massaging the lather into her scalp and unintentional thinking back to all the times she would shower with Seth and he'd do it for her, making sure that he scratched her scalp in the most pleasurable way while he did it.
"Thinking about a man in the shower, how provocative."
"Not like that, since I don't touch myself."
"Really? You don't have that urge?" Dean asked, completely stunned by her confession and in awe that she wasn't a total bitch because she never got laid these days and didn't relieve that tension on her own.
"I do, but I distract myself. I've always felt weird whenever I tried in the past so I just don't."
"Do you let guys get handsy?"
"Oh hell yeah. I love the way it feels when somebody else does it, but I just couldn't find pleasure in doing it myself."
"Well, there goes asking if you'd let me watch." Dean laughed, getting a chuckle out of CJ. "How are you not a total bitch if you never...?"
"The gym."
"Your gym routine is a pain in my ass."
"Random, late night, workouts aren't your thing?" CJ asked with a smile, leaning her head back into the hot water and scrubbing the soap out of her hair.
"Random, yes. Late night? Fuck that shit. I'm adjusting for you, but that shit drives me crazy."
"It's really only on the nights when I wake up and you're not in my bed already."
"I'll keep that in mind. Are you almost done?"
"Yeah, can you hand me a towel?" Being around Dean was easy for CJ now, and she hoped it would never change.
'I want to talk to you. Just you and me.' Seth was a bit surprised to read the text from CJ, especially since she was sitting right across the table from him. But she was doing a good job at looking like she hadn't just texted him, since she was currently showing Dean something that he got a chuckle out of before going back to his breakfast. As upset as he was over whatever was going on between CJ and Dean, he couldn't deny her what she wanted. Especially if it meant time alone with her.
'Tell me when you've got time away from your bodyguard boyfriend.'
'Hes not my boyfriend. What would make you think that he was?'
'I saw you kissing behind the arena.' Seth didn't have to give her a date or city, she knew exactly what he was talking about. That first kiss between her and Dean that had ignited everything them into, what she assumed was, a slow-burn romance.
"Eat your breakfast, your highness. Eggs are no good cold." Dean prompted, locking her phone and prying it from her hand before setting it face down on the table. CJ only nodded with a small smile, plucking a strawberry from Dean's plate before returning to her breakfast.
Seth could see that Dean truly cared for CJ. That was something that he could appreciate, because he also cared deeply for the Canadian. The only problem was that Seth didn't like sharing, and he knew that Dean didn't either. As anti-relationship as CJ was, he wasn't sure she'd want to manage two friends with benefits situations despite not wanting to hurt either of them.
"How come Seth doesn't get told to get off his phone to eat breakfast?" CJ asked, looking around at her table companions for an explanation.
"We see him eat constantly." Roman reasoned and Seth nodded. "You, on the other hand...ehhh."
"And I'm a grown man."
"I'm older than you." CJ argued, pointing her fork in Seth's direction. "Am I not a grown woman, then?"
"You're short, though." Dean reasoned with a smirk before taking a drink of his coffee.
"I'm five-six."
"How did you even get to sit with us? You've gotta be at lease five-eleven to hang with The Shield." Roman teased, grinning when CJ set her fork down and crossed her arms with a pout. Dean couldn't help but kiss her cheek and Seth took a picture, tweeting it to her.
"Twitter now knows what cute face you can make."
"Did you get Dean in that picture? 'Cause I don't want the world to think we're dating when we're not." CJ asked, hoping Seth would get the point that she wasn't dating Dean, especially since Dean nodded in agreement.
"Nah, you're good." Seth assured and CJ leaned back in her seat.
"Phew."
Seth spent the day looking for available opportunities to get CJ away. Even when they were all in hers and Dean's room doing their own separate phone interviews, he was thinking of how to get her alone. There were so many things that he wanted to say and do to her, it was all he could think about and it was driving him crazy. He had to talk to CJ before she flew to Florida tonight.
'Fly to Tampa with me. Dean is going home to Vegas.' Seth read the text from CJ after he got off the phone and smiled, but frowned on the realization that he couldn't.
'My dogs...'
'Fuck.'
'Come to Davenport with me.'
'I haven't slept in my own bed in over two months. I'm not giving that up.'
"CJ, can I talk to you in private?" Seth finally requested out loud, drawing everybody's attention as he stood up. CJ could only nod, and he didn't miss the way that Dean whispered something in her ear and made sure that she had her phone before letting her stand up from her seat on the bed to follow him out.
"Forward, aren't you?" CJ said as she waited for Seth to unlock his door and he shrugged.
"Impatient." He corrected, holding the door open for her and following her inside. "So you and Dean?"
"We're not a thing." CJ assured, not at all intimidated when Seth started backing her into the door as his lips stole hers in a kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck while his hands slipped beneath her shirt. She pulled away so he could pull her shirt over her head and made sure to pull his shirt up over his head while they were separated. "But I legitimately wanted to talk to you about how you've been acting around me and Dean."
"And we will. But I need you now, CJ."
"Seth, no." CJ mumbled, trying to push him away as his mouth found her neck. "I wanted to talk to you. Please, Seth."
"Alright. Let's go sit down, then." Seth prompted, stepping back from CJ and picking both their shirts up off the floor as he made his way to the bed CJ assumed was his solely because the bed wasn't made. Seth Rollins hated making his bed. Instead of sitting beside him, CJ opted to sit across from him on the other bed and graciously accepted her shirt when he handed it to her.
"What's been your deal, Seth?"
"I saw you guys kissing and then you could just feel the shift between you guys and I got jealous. I thought that you and Dean became exclusive, and that just- I felt cheated CJ. You've never kissed me like that in public, and I got really pissed off."
"Seth, I wouldn't become exclusive with somebody after I turned you down.e Dean and I... I don't know what's between us other than a few kisses here and there. I guess my point is that I don't like having you mad at me, Sethie."
"You mean you guys haven't had sex yet?"
"No, we haven't. I don't want things to be awkward between us, and I don't know why he hasn't come onto me."
"If he came onto you, would you stop him?"
"No. Am I a slut for saying that?" CJ asked with a laugh and Seth chuckled as he watched her put on her shirt.
"Nope. You're a woman who spends her time with two guys who are obviously attracted to you. You don't want a relationship, and you're going to take advantage of the fact that you're single and the hottest thing walking on this Earth."
"That's good to know. So, everything is good between us, right?" CJ asked as she stood and Seth nodded, looking up at her.
"Yeah. I'm sorry for-
"It's fine. If I was in your shoes I probably would have done the same thing." She dismissed, letting Seth pull her into his lap. "But if you pull some shit without asking me what's up again, I will not hesitate to kick your ass."
Seth was well aware of that fact, and that's why he liked her so much.
"What did you and Seth talk about?" Dean asked as they sat in the airport together. Both their flights weren't for a couple hours but they rose to the airport with Seth and Roman, whose flights were earlier in the day.
"I wanted to know what the hell his deal was. He thought that we were an exclusive item and got jealous."
"Over you? Admittedly that's a worthy reason to be jealous, but how many times do you need to tell him that relationships aren't your deal?" Dean asked with a small chuckle, tearing a piece off of CJ's iced lemon poundcake that she got at Starbucks. CJ playfully swatted at his hand in retaliation, only to pout when he reached for her hot chocolate. "I'm a dick, but I'm not the devil. Do you have any fancy plans for when you get home?"
"Nah. I'm going to google ways to orgasm without having to touch myself or have sex and give them a try." CJ stated boredly, not at all excited about the lack of sex in her life.
"I've got a method."
"Do tell."
"Come home with me." Dean stated, not missing how CJ almost chocked on her drink.
"You're serious?"
"As a heart attack. Getting your ticket changed shouldn't be hard, and no woman should have to go as long as you have without sexual gratification."
"That's your only reason why?"
"That and I'm sure Regal would be pissed that I let you go home alone."
"What does Regal have to do with anything, Dean?" CJ asked, now slightly confused. Especially when Dean cursed under his breath and looked away from her for the first time that afternoon. "Dean?"
"I said too much. Forget I said that."
"Well, let's go get my ticket changed."
Looking back on the conversation, CJ was still confused. But the view of the strip from Dean's bedroom window was fantastic and she quickly forgot about it, pulling out her phone to take a picture for Twitter and Instagram. She wasn't at all surprised to see that Dean was a man of few possessions, but his bed was comfortable and he had a coffee maker so she would be set for the next couple days.
"Hey, CJ, how do you like your coffee?" Dean called from the kitchen and CJ smiled as she left the bedroom.
"We've been having breakfast together for how long?" She teased, lightly prodding his side when she got close enough. "Sir Ambrose, I must say that I'm unimpressed."
"I don't pay attention to things like that, your highness, but wait until I get you into bed." Dean spoke with a smirk, handing her the coffee mug. "I can be very attentive there."
"I can't wait."
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