They'd just finished filming the JBL and Cole show, Heath standing a few feet away, pointing at a book that he'd been using in his attempt to gain access into the building as Clem Layfield, Wade watching him with a faint smirk before searching the ground for the charms that he'd snatched from Cody and threw away into the twilight. It takes a bit but Heath is now laughing with the security guards, so he has time, running his fingers through the sand where he's sure they'd landed, finally spotting a gleam of light reflecting on something not far away from where he's standing. It's half of the charm, its box laying a few feet away, coming unwrapped with the force of his throw, and he curses vaguely.
He's just collected the first charm, marveling at its small size in his palm, when he hears footsteps crunching towards him. "Whatcha doin' down there, Brit?" Heath wonders, kneeling down to get a closer look at him. "Didn't trip, didcha?"
"No," he's just said when Heath stops short and picks something up from under his boot, raising an eyebrow.
"Hey, look'it this, someone lost one'a those Best Friend Forever charms," he comments. "I wonder where the other half is..." He's glacing towards the arena, a troubled look on his overly expressive face. "Should go head back, see if someone's lookin' for it. I can at least put it in Lost'n'Found at the security desk, maybe someone'll come back for it." He's just stood back up, dusting his hands off on his jeans, when he holds a hand out to Wade, who is surprised by his finding it so easily where Wade had already spent five minutes looking for it. "Need some help there, Brit?" he offers, wiggling his fingers with a small smile until Wade grips his hand and pulls himself up.
By the time he finds his voice, Heath's already turned back towards the building, determined to take the charm to security so its owner could find it. "Wait, wait," he calls out, jogging towards him to stop him in time. "Heath-"
"Yeah, Brit?" he wonders, smiling as Wade catches up with him. "Wanna make sure I get this charm into lost'n'found alright?" He's quieted when Wade holds his other hand up and reveals the other half to him, Heath's jaw dropping. "Hey, you found the other half! Geez, who would throw both halves of these into the dirt like that?" He's just reached out for the other part of the charm when Wade moves his hand away, shaking his head. "Brit?"
"It's not... They're mine," he explains. "It was a prop for the show. Like your book," he says with a vague chuckle, poking the cover that's just visible in Heath's back pocket.
"Oh, why didn't you just say so?" he wonders, moving to hand his half back to Wade.
"Because I was amazed you found your half so easily," he says, keeping his eyes on the bright lights of the building before them.
"My half? Wha- I've never had one of these," Heath says, not quite understanding what Wade means. He examines the charm, trying to remember if perhaps he's wrong, or if his memory is failing him. "No one's ever given me one, so-"
"Well, now someone is," Wade mutters, gripping Heath's hand and curling his fingers around it. "There you go. Keep it safe."
Heath's eyes are shining in the soft lights as he smiles at Wade, tilting his head curiously and nearly tipping the cowboy hat off. "Ya mean we're BFFs, Brit?"
Readjusting his hat, Wade coughs before nodding. "I suppose that is what I'm saying, Ginger." He finds the other man's hand in the darkness and tugs him closer, leaning down to stare into his eyes under the brim of his hat. "Though BFFs isn't quite strong enough to describe us, but it'll do, I suppose..." Heath's grin is sharp and bright as Wade bridges the gap and kisses him.
"Thanks, Brit," he whispers.
Later that night, when he competes on Raw, Heath can feel the coolness of the charm against his foot in his wrestling boot, aware that Wade's is wrapped up in his wrist brace so that they're always with them, the thought making it hard not to smile even when he's supposed to be keeping his game face on during his tag match.