Title: The Fire in Your Eyes
Author: NeroAnne (combo of Trish/Jeff's middle names.)
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy and the rest of the wrestlers in this fic, unfortunately, I don't.
Setting: Back when they Hardy Boyz still had Lita, back when Jeff and Matt were just youngin's and back when people like Triple H and Undertaker ruled.
Summary: Matt Hardy loves his baby brother, Jeff. He loves him more than Jeff will ever realize…but what he doesn't know is that there are other people who love Jeff…people who love him in a very frightening way.
Chapter 6.
"We've got the movies!" Trish announced as she and Adam walked through the door, her arms loaded with DVD's. "Adam's got the food," she nodded her head towards her fellow Canadian.
Trish and Adam were already dressed for the night. Trish had on light blue pajamas, with fluffy white clouds on the sleeves. Her brownish hair was now too short to pull back, so she left it loose. Adam was dressed in dark green pajamas bottoms and he had on a lighter green shirt stretched across his chest. He made sure to keep his hair tied back.
Amy jumped up from the loveseat, "Finally!" She ran towards Trish, kissed her sweetly, and then stole half the food from Adam. She wore a black robe with black pajamas underneath. The robe was untied and they could see that the pajamas were decorated with red roses.
Adam snorted, "If you do nothing but sit around and eat all day, you will get fat."
Amy waved the middle finger at him, "Go suck on a straw," she drawled.
Trish giggled at the indignant look on Adam's face before looking around. "Where are the boys?"
"Jay went to get his pajamas, The Hardy's are upstairs," Amy answered.
Trish nodded, her brown hair sliding into her eyes, "Kay, I'm gonna get the DVD player set up. Adam, will you put these down for me?"
Adam nodded and set down the rest of the food before taking the DVD's in Trish's arms.
Amy ripped open a bag of Doritos, and began to munch, "Lemme know if ya need help, babe."
"Actually, I do, can you get your ass out of the loveseat so I can dump these movies on it?" Adam asked.
Amy glared, "I was talking to Trish," she hissed.
Jeff watched as his brother paced, before rolling his eyes, "Matty-"
"I can't believe he scared you! Did you see the way he looked at you!? I'm going to rip off his huge nose and shove it up his ass so he can smell his own shit!" Matt growled, walking back and forth.
Jeff's lips twitched, "Matthew-"
"He's such an ass! He thinks he can get away with the shit he pulled? Fuck, that! He's gonna get it, alright!"
Jeff licked his lips, "Matthew…-"
"Oh yeah, he'll regret the day he messed with my baby brother! His fate is about to be twisted!"
"Matthew!"
Matt jumped, turning to look at Jeff, "Huh?" he asked.
Jeff smiled weakly, "Don't worry about it bro…Let's just enjoy tonight…come on, get your night clothes on, we're making our friends wait…"
Matt sighed and dug around in his drawers, "It's nice to be home…isn't it?" he said softly.
Jeff smiled, "It is…I missed dad…but he'd doing all right, huh?"
Matt grinned, "He's still trudging." He let out a small "ah-hah!" when he found his pajamas, holding them up proudly. He turned when he heard Jeff giggle. "What?"
Jeff smiled, staring at the pajamas, "I got you those…"
Matt nodded, running his hands through the silky, midnight blue fabric, "They're my favorite…I like to where them only when I'm home," he held up the shirt piece, "Thing 1. Love it."
Jeff smiled happily, "I'm glad you chose those."
Matt tilted his head curiously, "Why?"
Jeff giggled, and picked up the bag on Matt's bed.
"Oooh, I get to see what's in the bag now?" Matt leaned closer. The bag had been kept a secret until now, Matt would surreptitiously glance at it when he thought Jeff wasn't looking.
Jeff nodded and pulled out a pair of white pajamas, "This is why," he said, holding them up.
"Hey, didn't I…?" Matt trailed off, smiling. "Those are the ones I gave you."
Jeff nodded, turning the shirt around, "Thing 2!" he said happily.
Matt laughed, "I think we may like Dr. Seuss a little too much, huh?"
Jeff shook his head, "No way," they both laughed.
As they began to change, there was suddenly a loud thud from downstairs, followed by a cry of "Oh, Adam, are you okay!?"
Matt rolled his eyes, "I bet you anything Adam tripped the DVD player."
Jeff pressed a finger to his lips, "You mean like he did last time?"
"Exactly."
The brother's headed downstairs.
Adam groaned, holding onto his head. "Jay…I'm going to kill you."
Jay pouted, crossing his arms over his orange-striped pj's, "How was I supposed to know you were in front of the door?"
Amy was laughing too hard to even say anything, she was holding onto her stomach, her red hair dancing like flames as she shook.
Trish stared at Adam with worried eyes, "Adam, does it hurt really bad?" she asked gently.
"Oh no, not at all! Jay just opened the door and it smacked me right in the back of the head, it only fractured my skull," Adam answered, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
Trish sighed, "Come here," she ordered.
Adam grumbled, shooting the still laughing Amy a glare before walking over to Trish, "What are you gonna do?" he asked suspiciously.
Trish merely rolled her eyes, "I'm just going to check to see if you have a bump."
Adam felt Trish's fingers begin to skim over the back of his head. "It actually doesn't hurt anymore, just a dull ache-OUCH!"
Trish shook her head, "You're gonna need ice."
Adam whined, "But it'll be cold! I don't wanna watch the movies with a cold head!"
Jay had already gone to get ice and he returned, a guilty look on his face, "I'm sorry, honey…"
Adam's eyes softened, taking the ice from his lover, "Don't worry about it, babe. I'll be okay."
"What happened?" Jeff asked as he and Matt walked down the last two steps, "Didja trip again, Addy?"
"No! Jay accidentally hit me with the door when he was coming in…and don't call me, Addy!" Adam yelled.
Jeff merely grinned.
"Alright! Movie time!" Matt declared, grabbing the remote. He jumped back on the couch. "What we watching first?"
Amy sat back down on the loveseat and pulled Trish onto her lap, "Dunno, it's some scary movie, though."
Adam and Jay made themselves comfortable on the inflatable bed on the floor, "Awesome, we'll get to hear Jay scream again," Adam smirked as he pulled the blackest over him and Jay.
"Hey, I don't scream that loud…" Jay pouted.
Trish grabbed a fleece blanket and sprawled it over her and Amy, "You scream loud enough," she teased.
Jeff was busy searching in the snack pile, "Skittles…Skittles…need my Skittles…" he chanted as he looked for the bite-sized rainbow candy. "Skittles!" he wailed happily. "Want something, guys?"
Matt pressed 'play', "Get me some Twizzlers?"
"Got 'em," Jeff stacked his skittles on top of the bag of Twizzlers.
"Can you get me some Ruffles, Jeff?" Trish asked.
"Kay,"
"I want a soda," Adam ordered.
"Check," Jeff nodded.
"Can I have some chips?" Jay said.
"Sure…" he was beginning to get annoyed.
"Hey, Jeff?"
Sigh. "Yes, Aimes?"
"Will ya turn off the lights?"
Jeff blinked, "Oh, yeah."
Jeff turned off the lights and gave each person their snacks a he passed. Once he got to his brother, he jumped next to him, handing him the Twizzlers.
"Thanks," Matt said smiling.
Jeff smiled back, "Welcome." They snuggled together.
Soon, the only thing heard in the house was violent screams from the TV. and from Jay.
Matt jerked awake. He yawned, glancing around at everyone. Trish was sleeping soundly, her head resting on Amy's shoulder. The redhead was also asleep, her head resting on the loveseats head-rest.
Adam and Jay were snoring lightly, tangled in the sheets. Matt watched in amusement as Jay stole the covers, rolling onto his side. Adam let out a few incoherent words before stealing some of the blanket back.
Matt stretched and looked down, smiling gently.
Jeff's head rested on his chest, his arms locked tightly around Matt's waist. He was breathing gently, his eyelids fluttering.
Matt ran a hand through Jeff's hair, gently placing a kiss on his brother's head. "I love you," he whispered.
Jeff's face began to contort, small whimpers beginning to leave his throat.
"Jeff?" Matt whispered, concerned.
"No…please…Hunter…s-stop…" Jeff whimpered, his legs beginning shake.
Matt narrowed his eyes, "Jeff…I'm right here, baby…I'm right here." He hummed soothingly, rubbing Jeff's back.
"Matty…" Jeff breathed, before falling back into a peaceful sleep.
Matt stared at the ceiling, his eyes flashing.
'Hunter…'
Jeff's coming out of his shell, neh?
Isn't it cute how baby-ish he is?! XD.
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