Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.

Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).

Chapter Fourteen

Hunter ran down the white hallway in front of Mark and Glenn. His eyes were wide with fear as he searched. He read each number trying to find the room that Kofi was in. He entered a room and looked around. He saw his boyfriend and went to Kofi's side. He held his hand and staring at his sleeping boyfriend. The African shifted to get comfortable and slowly blinked. His brown eyes focused on his lover.

"Hey," Kofi whispered.

Hunter kissed his hand. "Hi, baby. How are you feeling?"

"Sleepy."

"I'm sorry I woke you."

"That's fine." Kofi finally got comfortable. "When did you get here?"

"An hour ago."

Kofi smiled. "You didn't have to...thank you."

"Sweetheart...I would have came anyways."

"I know."

Mike and Randy entered and smiled at their husbands. Mike went into Mark's arms and Glenn walked over to Randy and kissed him.

"Thanks," Hunter said as he looked to the two.

"No problem," Randy said. "That's what we're here for."

"Did the doctor say anything?" Mark asked.

"He went into premature labor, but they were able to stop it," Mike explained. "They want to keep him here for a few days and then, he can go back home with us."

Hunter nodded. "I'll stay with you until they release you."

"You can't do that," Kofi protested. "Vince will be upset."

"Vince can shove it."

The African smiled. "Really?"

"I want to be here for you and the baby." Hunter rubbed Kofi's stomach.

Kofi nodded with a smile on his face.

Mark and Glenn ushered their husbands out of the room so the two could have some alone time.

"How are you feeling?" Mark asked Mike.

"I'm good," Mike said, looking down at the ground as they walked.

Mark stared at him. "Angel, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

The Deadman grabbed his chin and made Mike look at him. "Angel."

Mike bit his upper lip before saying, "Me and Randy kissed."

Mark studied the blond for a bit and slowly nodded. "And?"

"I liked it."

"Okay. And you feel guilty?"

"Yes."

Mark sighed and asked, "Sweetheart, can I make a confession?"

Mike nodded.

"I often think about you two together."

The blond stared at his husband.

"In that way."

"Oh...you perv."

Mark laughed loudly and pulled his husband into a hug.

"Mark?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm hungry."

The Deadman looked down at him and smiled.

"You're a pervert, Glenn," Randy said.

"That's pro-vert," Glenn stated.

"What?"

"Professional pervert."

Randy rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Here I am bearing my heart to you and all you can say is 'That's hot'?"

Glenn nodded.

He glared at the larger man. "I can't believe you."

"What do you want me to say?"

"How about 'I can't believe you did that' or 'I'm disappointed in you' or 'I should kick your ass' or..."

"Randy!"

"What?"

"To be honest, Mark and I have thought about you two together."

Randy glared at him once more. "Perverts!"

"What?"

"I can't believe you two."

"Please...like you haven't thought about it."

Randy stood there, staring at the ground. He folded his arms and huffed.

"HA!"

"Shut it."

"Think about sweetie: at least you can express your dominant side once in awhile."

The Viper looked at his husband.

"Mark and I won't mind...just ask...and maybe take pictures."

"PERVERTS!"

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Kofi sat on the couch while Hunter rubbed his stomach as he lowly talked to the baby. He smiled at the father-to-be. The doctor instructed that the African should be put on bed rest with minimum movement as possible and very little to no stress. Hunter looked up at his boyfriend and kissed him on the lips.

Mike walked in and smiled at them. "Here you go, Kofi."

Kofi took the bowl of bacon ice-cream and giggled. "He's happy."

Hunter placed his hands on Kofi's stomach and felt his son move. "He is. He must love that ice-cream."

Kofi nodded as he ate a spoonful.

The doorbell rang and Mike waddled to the door.

"John! Jeff!"

They hugged each other.

"What's up?" Mike greeted as they walked in.

"Came for a visit," Cena stated.

"Awesome," Mike replied. "Hunter and Kofi are in the living room. Mark's taking a nap. Glenn and Randy went grocery shopping."

The two men nodded and followed Mike to the living room.

Hunter and Kofi greeted the newcomers.

"How are you?" Jeff asked Kofi.

"Better," the African said.

"Do you know what you're having?"

"A boy," Hunter proudly beamed.

John nodded and looked to Mike. "You?"

"A boy," Mike giggled. "He's kicking."

Jeff placed his hand over Mike's stomach and smiled when he felt the baby. "I can't wait."

John smiled and kissed his boyfriend.

"I heard you two were getting married," Mike began. "When is it?"

"Not sure yet," Jeff said. "Trying to get a date down that everyone can agree on."

"Huh?" the blond asked.

"My family and his family are arguing," John replied.

"Fuck them," Mike replied. "It's your wedding."

"That's what I said," Jeff replied.

"What date do you want then?" John asked.

"I want a spring wedding...March or April."

"Okay. I like March. Now we have to choice a date."

Kofi gave a bittersweet smile as he heard them discuss the wedding. He hoped that he too would be wed one day. He was happy that he was having a child, Hunter's child. He just wanted to be whole.

Sensing his boyfriend's thoughts, Hunter looked to him. "Don't worry, sweetheart. We'll get married one day." He kissed Kofi's knuckles.

The African smiled broadly. "I know."

Glenn and Randy walked into the kitchen with arms full of bags.

Mike heard them and went to them. "Need help?" he asked.

"I got it," Glenn replied as Randy placed everything away.

Mike nodded and went rummaging through one bag. "Did you get any more bacon ice-cream?"

"Yup...had to go all the way across town to get it," Randy said. He kissed Mike on the forehead. "You better love us for it."

"I do."

Mike tilted his head back and Randy kissed him on the lips. The blond moaned as Randy traced his tongue along Mike's bottom lip.

"Whoa," John said. "Don't let Glenn nor Mark see you two doing that."

The two pulled apart laughing.

"Huh?" Glenn asked when he came in.

"Nothing," Cena quickly replied.

"Us kissing," Randy said.

"Oh...I missed it?" Glenn smirked as he placed the bags onto the table.

John stared at him when he walked out to get more bags. "Say what?"

Randy shook his head and went back to sorting while Mike looked through the bags.

Mark walked in, yawning and scratching his side. "Hey," he greeted.

"Hey, big guy," John said.

"What are you doing here?"

"Visiting."

Mark nodded and went over to Mike. He kissed his neck. "What are you doing?"

"Seeing what they got from the store," Mike replied.

"Anything interesting?"

"Not really."

Randy chuckled.

Glenn came back in with the last bags. He sat down and sighed.

"What do y'all want to eat?" Randy asked.

"Ice-cream!" Mike exclaimed.

"You need food," Mark said.

"Let me go see what the others want," John said. He want back to the living room and found Hunter and Jeff rubbing Kofi's stomach. The young man had his eyes closed and was in bliss.

"Guys?" John called.

They looked up at him.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Grilled chicken," Kofi said, "with mashed potatoes and green beans and fried pickles."

"Minus the pickles," Hunter said.

"I like fried pickles," Jeff said. "They're really good."

"If you say so," Hunter replied.

John laughed and went back into the kitchen. "There's been a request for grilled chicken with mashed potatoes, green beans, and fried pickles."

"Fried pickles yum," Mike said.

Mark stared at his lover and shook his head. "I know a place that's really good. I'll go get it."

"Be careful," Mike said.

"I will." Mark kissed his husband and left.

"I'm going to watch a movie," Mike replied as he waddled away.

"Sounds like fun," Glenn said.

They all followed him into the living room and got comfortable. Hunter had his arm around Kofi's waist, Jeff sat in John's lap, and Randy sat very close to Glenn as Mike picked out a movie. He popped it in and sat in the recliner. They watched for thirty minutes when Mark came back with the food. With the movie on pause, they all enjoyed dinner.

Kofi and Mike had smiles on their faces while they ate.

"Babies happy?" Glenn asked.

They nodded as they ate their fried pickles.

After dinner, dessert was made: bacon ice-cream for Mike, Randy, and Kofi, Mark went for butter pecan, Jeff and Glenn had chocolate, John vanilla, and Hunter strawberry.

"This bacon ice-cream is really good," Randy replied.

Kofi and Mike smiled.

Glenn washed the dishes while the others waited for him so they could finish up the movie. He came back and the doorbell rang.

"Got it," Glenn replied. He went and answered the door. "Holy shit."

"Is that all you have to say to me?" Shawn asked.

"Um...hi," he replied.

"I need to speak with Mark."

"Mark!"

His half-brother came. "Holy shit!"

"What's with you two?" Shawn asked.

"Come to my office," Mark replied and led the way.

Shawn nodded and stopped when he heard a familiar laugh. "What's Hunter doing here?"

"Visiting Mike," Mark said as he grabbed Shawn's arm. "Let's go talk."

The Heart-Break Kid wretched his arm free and marched into the living room. His eyes fell on Hunter, who paled.

"Holy shit!" fell from his lips as well as Cena's.

Mike looked from one man and to the other. Jeff stood up and got in between the men. Randy sighed and shook his head.

"What are you doing here?" Hunter asked.

"I could ask the same of you," Shawn replied.

Hunter stood in front of Kofi to shield him. "I'm here visiting my boyfriend."

"WHAT?"

"You heard. If you're going to start shit, you can leave. I can't have him stressed out."

"Stressed out? STRESSED OUT?"

Kofi became really uncomfortable. "Hunt?"

Hunter looked over his shoulder. He saw the discomfort and went to his side. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?"

The African slowly breathed, trying to calm down.

Shawn asked through clenched, "You cheated on me with a child?"

Hunter whipped around to him. "He's not a child. He's my boyfriend, the father of my child...and my future husband." The Game went back to tending Kofi.

Shawn watched them. "You really love him, don't you?"

Hunter nodded and replied, "Yeah...yeah, I do." He caressed Kofi's cheek, who turned into the touch.

"How long?" Shawn questioned.

"Three years," Hunter simply answered. "And there were...no, are the happiest years of my life and I hope to have more with him."

Kofi smiled. 'I love you' he mouthed.

"I love you too, baby."

Shawn just watched them. He slowly nodded and turned away.

"Do you still want to talk?" Mark asked.

"Yeah...but not now," he answered. "Sorry I bothered you though."

"It's fine. I'll walk you out."

Mark and Shawn left.

"I wanna to lay down," Kofi replied.

Hunter nodded and helped him to his feet. They slowly walked to their room.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought the worst," Randy said and everyone nodded.

Mark came back. He sat down in his recliner and shook his head. "Did everyone expect the worst?"

"Yup."

Mark nodded and Mike went to him. He crawled into his lap and settled down.

"How is he?" Mark questioned. "How's Kofi doing?"

"Tired," Mike replied. "How's Shawn?"

"Numb," Mark answered. "Shock...sad."

"Understandable," John relied. "But Hunter's happy now. Shawn will find someone that can make him happy."

"What if he doesn't?" Jeff asked.

"He will," Randy said. "I found Glenn and he makes me happy. Shawn will find someone. He just needs to not focus on Hunter so much."

The three couples went back to watching the movie.

Hunter massaged Kofi's back while he lay on his side.

"You feeling better now?" Hunter asked.

The African nodded.

Hunter kissed his shoulder. "I'm glad."

"Hunter?"

"Yeah?"

"I would love to marry you one day."

"I would love to marry you as well. I was thinking about three months after you have the baby we get married."

Kofi turned over so he could look at him. "You mean that?"

Hunter nodded. "We'll get both families and our friends together so we could just have a small private wedding. I'll plan everything so you don't have to stress so much."

"You'll plan everything?"

"Yeah."

"I would like to have some input."

"You will, but I'll take the stress onto myself."

"I love you."

Hunter kissed him passionately. Kofi pulled away to breathe. They looked each other in the eyes and Hunter smiled.

"What?" Kofi asked.

"I'm going to make you feel real good."

"Hunter?"

The man kissed the African's jawline and down to his neck. He lifted his boyfriend's shirt over his head and threw it aside. Kofi let his man do what he wanted and closed his eyes, loving the feeling of the touches and kisses.

"OH! Oh...Hunter..."