Title: Promises… Promises…

Pairing: Jeff Hardy/Phil Brooks (CM Punk) [Junk]

Chapter: 2

Rating: T

Content Warning: Language, Angst, Fluff, Sex references, M/M relationship.

Summery: Jeff Hardy is getting released from his 10 day incarceration, Does Phillip keep the promise he made to Jeff just six days earlier? Or does he get cold feet?

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own these gorgeous men…

A/N: Been awhile since I wrote my favorite Pairing. Only wrote them once before this actually… I KNOW! I've been WAYYY behind but I'm trying to fix it. This could become a three shot deal. Or just a two-shot, who knows?

The door opened at 8:00 sharp, as a looming shadow that belonged to a Correctional Officer stood in the pool of light. The young blonde male glanced up from his sitting position on his cot, meeting the Officer's hardened eyes. "Mr. Hardy, you're about to be released, so start getting your belongings together, I'll be bringing in your change of clothes you brought with you and you can change into those, and leave the Jail greens behind you hopefully." he informed as Jeff Hardy nodded his head to show he was listening.

"Okay. Thank you and yeah, definitely learned my lesson." He murmured back politely. "Well let's hope so" The Officer grunted, taking his leave. Jeff sighed as he closed his eyes hearing the heavy door slam shut. He wondered how Phil was doing, and if he thought of him at all these past six days. He hoped he had been on Phil's mind, like Phillip had been on his.

Actually the past six days that's all that had been on his mind, besides his daughter, baby Ruby. He dreamt of Phillip, and that they were together, and happy with one another; Phil, baby Ruby and himself, as a small happy family. It brought a smile to Jeff's face as he thought about it. He could vividly see Phillip holding Ruby in his arms, soft happy smile on his face as Ruby giggled happily tugging gently on the hair that had grown back on Phillip's head. Jeff saw himself chuckling with a genuine grin on his face, his arms resting lovingly around his babes.

Jeff found himself grinning like an idiot as he recalled his dreams and day dreams; he desperately wanted them to come true. He shook his head as he quickly went about cleaning up his cell, and collecting his belongings, stuffing them in the bag he was given on day one. By the time he was done the correctional Officer had returned, handing Jeff the bag that contained his fresh clothes and the shoes he wore. "Here, get dressed, leave your jail clothes in the corner, and knock on this door when your done, you know the routine." he grunted as Jeff gave a curt nod, and the door was slammed shut once again.

In a Hotel room across the town.

Phillip Brooks groaned as his cell phone went off. He tried pulling the blankets and pillows over his head to quiet the loud punk rock music he had set for unknown callers. After two missed calls, Phil thought they'd leave him alone and call back later, but no, they were persistent as his phone went off again. Finally with a loud growl, Phil snatched his phone off the charger, and pressed 'talk'.

"H-hello?" He groaned, clearing his throat, squinting his eyes in attempt to see what time it was as he gave up and rolled onto his back, keeping his eyes closed.

"Mr. Phil Brooks?" The professional sounding woman asked on the other line.

"This is him." Phil answered tiredly, taking a deep breath allowing his body to sag against the bed, holding the phone to his ear, only half interested in what the woman wanted.

"I'm Barbra down at Moore County Detention Center, calling on behalf of Jeffrey Nero Hardy. Um, you left your cell phone number as a contact ride for him upon his release?" She asked as Phil's eyes shot open, and he attempted to actually get out of bed. He looked at the blinking red numbers on the hotel, lamp side digital clock. 8:16 AM.

"That would be correct." He replied throwing the blankets off himself, swinging his legs off the bed so they rested on the floor.

"Okay good. He's being released now, should be ready within the nest 30 minutes or so, so… you should probably start heading down here soon." She informed as Phil nodded his head though she couldn't see.

"Okay, thank you for letting me know, I appreciate it" Phil murmured back into the phone as he stood, quickly grabbing his clothes and heading for the bathroom.

"Not a problem. Bye." she replied in a cheery tone as Phil mumbled out a 'bye', before ending the call and rushing into the bathroom for a quick shower.

Back at MCDC

Jeff quickly stripped off the jail clothes, tossing them where the CO had told him to. He pulled on his jeans that he missed like crazy, followed by his tight fitting t-shirt, a pair of socks and his shoes. His studded belt, wallet, and other belongings were being held up front. Jeff grabbed his bag, and knocked on the door, stepping back as it swung open, the grumpy looking CO standing there waiting on him.

"Finished?" he asked as Jeff nodded, just wanting to get the hell out of dodge and see Phil, who he hopped had kept his promise to be here when he was released.

With Phil.

Phil threw on a pair of clean boxers, socks, a pair of camo shorts and a black t-shirt. He threaded his skull belt through the loops of his shorts, brushed his teeth multitasking in putting on deodorant as well.

His heart was thumping as he put his tooth brush and deodorant back where he had it. Phil glanced at his reflection in the mirror, briefly wondering what he should do with his hair. He shook his head glancing at the time.

8:27 AM

"Dammit!" Phil hissed grabbing his brush, raking through his almost but not quite shoulder short locks, brushing it back and deciding not to gel it back as he usually did. He tossed his brush back on the counter, as he quickly sprayed some cologne on, grabbing his wallet, cell phone, his rental car keys and room key and dashed out the door, locking it behind him.

Phil rushed to the rental, unlocking and quickly trying to get on the road, excited to see Jeff again. The older male had haunted his thoughts, and dreams alike. He couldn't stop thinking about this day, about Jeff for nearly the whole week he'd been waiting for him. Hopefully Jeff had thought about him too.

With Jeff.

"Walk in front of me Mr. Hardy." He muttered as Jeff was quick to heed the command.

They walked down the long corridors, stopping at the door Jeff remembered coming in on day one. "Step back." The Officer instructed as Jeff followed the order, watching the Officer unlock the door. He motioned for Jeff to enter first, and followed down another long hall, to yet another locked door, this one leading them into the front offices, where Jeff was instructed to sign his release forms and collect the rest of his belongings.

"Sign these please Mr. Hardy" the office lady asked politely as she slid him the release forms. "I'll go grab your belongings" she informed as Jeff nodded watching as she stood up, leaving to do so. Jeff quickly read, and signed the release forms, glancing at the time. 8:33 AM

"Here you are Mr. Hardy" She murmured as she returned handing Jeff a plastic bag containing his wallet, house keys, studded belt, cell phone, and the clothes he came in. "Everything there?" she asked as Jeff checked again before nodding his head yes.

"Alrighty then, it seems as though you are a free man Mr. Hardy." She murmured with a bright smile that Jeff returned whole heartedly. "It seems that way" He murmured as he started walking towards the door, heading out to see that Phil wasn't there. 'He fucking lied… like always. Knew it was too good to be true, to think I used to have… and still do have feelings for him…' Jeff thought with a sneer on his lips.

With Phil/Real Time

"Damn traffic" Phil hissed as he finally pulled into MCDC parking lot, his olive colored eyes instantly zeroing in on Jeff's form. Phil pulled up behind Jeff, putting it in park and getting out quickly. "Hey Baby. Miss me?" he asked as he rushed up to Jeff. Jeff's face held an expression of surprise. "Phillip you came. I thought…"

"You thought wrong. I meant everything I said that day, and I still do. I was just running a bit late." Phil murmured the last part quietly as Jeff smiled slightly. "I'd hug you, but my hands are full." He murmured back as Phil smiled grabbing his car keys, and popping the trunk for Jeff. Jeff followed Phil around to the back of the car.

Jeff dropped the first bag in, opening the second one to grab his wallet, house keys, cell phone and studded belt. He shoved his wallet in his back pocket, phone and keys in the front, and slid his belt on, closing the trunk once he was done.

Phil stood there waiting as Jeff slowly walked towards him with a sensual smile grazing his lips, lips Phil longed to feel pressed against his own. Jeff slid his arms around Phil's shoulders, pulling the slightly smaller man flush against his chest, as Phil's arms instantly wrapped around Jeff's lean waist, holding to him.

"A proper hug, a proper reunion, God I missed this. The first real good night's sleep I had was five days ago, after I saw you, felt you... after I got that all off my chest. I felt like a weight was removed and I could breathe again." Phil whispered into Jeff's neck, squeezing his eyes tightly shut, feeling safer then he had in a long while.

"It's okay now Phillip" Jeff whispered as he tightened his hold on his Straight Edged Angel of mercy as though God were ready to snatch his angel away from him. He stroked Phil's hair back gently with one hand, leaning down to press his lips to Phillip's head, breathing in the scent of his hair. Pomegranate and something else he couldn't place, but it smelled really good.

"It's all okay" he whispered cupping Phil's head with both hands, gently lifting him up to look into his teary eyes. Jeff kissed Phil's forehead, and both cheeks, placing one on the tip of his nose, before rubbing his own nose against Phil's in an Eskimo kiss. Phil pressed his forehead against Jeff's, closing his eyes but going no further than that.

Jeff knew what Phil was silently asking of him, and Jeff wanted it to, it was Phil's way of offering himself to Jeff. Jeff was still holding Phil's head in his hands, Phil's hands resting on Jeff's forearms as Jeff leaned forward and pressed his lips against Phillip's in soft, sweet kiss.

Phil moaned against Jeff's lips, feeling Jeff's tongue pressing against his lips, asking for permission to enter his sweet depths. He granted Jeff entrance, moaning into Jeff's mouth as Jeff's tongue explored every surface of Phil's mouth, before twirling around with Phil's tongue in a slow, sensual dance of dominance, dominance that Phil eagerly handed over to Jeff, allowing Jeff to dominate the kiss. Phil's hands slipped from Jeff's forearms to rest on the younger Hardy's hips as one of Jeff's arms slid possessively around Phil, the other hand cupping Phil's jaw.

Phil's lungs ached for a breath of fresh air, but Phillip paid no mind, he'd waited, dreamt of this moment for years and he enjoyed being this close to Jeff too much that breathing became number two on his priority list. Jeff pressed Phil back against the rental car, his hands feeling Phil up, making the younger man moan wantonly, one of his legs wrapping around Jeff's waist, pressing himself against Jeff like a hooker in heat.

Jeff finally broke the kiss, pulling away for air, breathing in deep, panting as he pressed his forehead against his Philly's. Phil panted as he sucked in air like he'd been under water, holding his breath for ages. Jeff smiled as he rubbed Phil's back gently to calm the younger man down, kissing his sweetly on the cheek.

"We should leave before I end up back in there for indecent exposure. Cause if we don't get out of here… I swear to you Philly… I will fuck you on the trunk of this rental, right here, right now. Sitting in Jail again… would be so fucking worth it to pound that sweet little ass over this damn car." Jeff panted making Phil shiver with need.

"Mmm… baby is that a threat or a promise?" Phil whimpered out, feeling Jeff's rock hard shaft through both of they're clothing.

"Philly that's a mother fucking promise" Jeff hissed licking his lips as he eyed Phil, his eyes glazed over with pure lust. "Come on Jeff. I got my hotel room for two more days. We can hide out there and get food later… Right now… I need you to… erm… make good on that promise." He whimpered as Jeff smirked walking around to climb in the passenger seat. Phil rushed to the driver seat. "As you wish baby."

~ Finished.

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