Hey guys! :D
Here as promised (on the baby-blue-eyes update) a brand new Y2AJ story for all of you, loving this pairing so much 3
First about the story:
This is based on the backstage fight between Ambrose and Styles, after AJ had brutally beaten up Ellsworth and Dean makes the phenomenal one pay for it.
The idea for this story appeard on my mind after seeing the Talking Smack-Segment (after the beating on Smackdown) where AJ suddenly puts a hand to his forhead - interrupting his own talking aprubly - asking tensed if he was bleeding.
Now I wish you a lot of fun with the first part of this two-shot ;)
"Argh, shit …", AJ groaned, struggling to his feet. This damn lunatic …
He put a hand to his spinning head, supporting himself against the wall for a moment.
"Hey, you're okay AJ?", one of the referees asked, after they finally had pulled Dean off of him.
"No, or how would you feel if Ambrose just had cleared a table with your body?", AJ grumbled louder than he actually had wanted, throwing a glare behind him. But Heath and Rhyno already had left the room. "J-Just keep that lunatic fringe away from me ..."
"You bastard!", Dean screamed from the floor, while the referees were struggling to hold the upset blonde down.
Another groan escaped AJ's throat, when he slowly made his way towards the door, stepping over the chaos he and Dean had caused during their fight.
"Are you sure you don't need a doctor Styles?", the ref asked concerned, watching AJ swaying with every step he took, before the brown haired man briefly fell down to one knee.
"No, I-I'm fine …", AJ moaned, shaking the referee's helping hand off of his sore back. Then AJ quickly pushed himself back up with a gasp, finding support against the fallen couch.
Man, he just wanted to go home … take some pills for the pain and crush onto the couch … Every freaking muscle in AJ's body hurt and knowing that he still had to show up on today's 'Talking Smack' – in a couple minutes – made it even worse.
A few minutes later on the set of Talking Smack:
"… what is the chatter like in the locker room with this James Ellsworth?", Mike Mazanin – as the second co-host – turned towards AJ, who just had taken a seat next to Renee, placing his belt right in front of him on the glass table.
"Nobody likes him." The brown haired man leant closer to the microphone, holding his title in a tight grip, "Everybody despises this guy …" He repositioned himself on the small chair, still feeling the effects of Dean's hits - from before- inside his entire body. "Especially me …", AJ took a deep breath, trying to concentrate on the conversation he should present here. But the increasing pain in his skull didn't make it easy.
"Except for one guy …", the brown haired man continued as convincing as possible, " … who you might know very well Renee … " He turned towards the blond co-host, earning a slight nod from her, even before AJ had spoken the lunatic's name out loud.
"… Dean Ambrose, seems to love this freaking little turd …" AJ got a bit louder, when he started explaining how much James was actually bothering him. " … who keeps getting in the way."
" … and yeah, everybody wants to brag about: ohh he's-", AJ wanted to start his imitation, but the feeling of something warm, running down his forehead, caused him to stop abruptly.
"A-Am I b-bleeding …?", the brown hair man stuttered, instinctively putting a hand to his head. But AJ didn't need an answer, when he looked down on his red finger tips, causing him to turn dead pale. He really was bleeding …
With a shocked gasp AJ slipped from the chair – onto his wobbly legs – not even hearing Renee's worried question if he was alright, while the panting brown haired man was stumbling out of the studio.
Sick … he was feeling so sick … A quiet moan escaped his throat, when AJ finally step out into the corridor, feeling the world spinning in front of his eyes. He tried to not look on his shivering bloody hand – but failed badly - while he needed to support himself against the wall to not fall over.
"AJ?", Chris – who had wanted to surprise his boyfriend after the show - asked confused, coming around the corner, "I thought you were still on Talking Sm-" But he was interrupted by the sight of AJ collapsing onto his knees in front of him.
"Babe!" The shocked Canadian stormed over to the gasping younger man, falling onto his knees next to him, "W-What's wrong?!"
"C-Chris?", AJ panted in disbelieve, looking up to the blurred blonde, while his head kept on spinning, "I-I …" Once again the younger man's look feel on his trembling right hand.
"I-I … I-I'm b-bleeding …", he gasped, having difficulties to hold himself up right, while black spots began to appear in front of his eyes.
"You're bleeding?", Chris asked, taking AJ's shaking hands in his, before the blonde noticed the small, already dried cut on the younger man's skin, "Oh, I see …" He gently stroked over the wound, before he pressed a soothing kiss on his boyfriend's pale forehead.
"… You can't see your own blood, right?", the Canadian whispered much more calmer than before, earning a weak nod from his boyfriend.
"It's okay babe …. It already stopped …", Chris tried to calm the younger man - who was still as white as a sheet – while AJ couldn't stop starring down on his bloody fingers, " … Let's get you to the bathroom to wash this off …"
"I-I'm … I'm b-bleeding …", the distraught brown haired man kept on gasping, not listening to what his boyfriend was saying.
"Shhh baby … shhhh …", the blonde whispered, gently lifting the younger man's chin, " … don't look at it … look at me honey …" He carefully pulled his boyfriend on his feet, steadying his swaying lover around the waist.
"I-I c-can't …", AJ gasped, holding on to the wall on his right, when he felt his knees collapsing and the world around him turned jet black.
Thanks for reading guys :).
Let me know what you think. What will happen now? ;)
Liz
