John finished up his food and went to get changed for the show. He couldn't get his mind off of Jeff's ring, and he didn't know why it was bothering him so much. He pulled on a shirt when heard a knock on the door. "Come in," said John, thinking it was Melina.

"John," said Jeff softly, poking his head in.

John's eyebrows quirked when he heard the voice. 'That is definitely not Melina.' He turned around and Jeff walked in, shutting the door behind him. John's eyes immediately went down to the shining ring on his finger. Every time he looked at it he felt a rush of emotion, it almost felt like pain.

"We need to talk," said Jeff, fumbling with his hands.

"Yeah," said John, tearing his eyes away from Jeff's hand and sitting on a bench facing away from him. There was no way they were gonna be able to talk if John was looking at him. Punk was not kidding about those puppy dog eyes.

Jeff sighed and brushed his hair back. "I'm sorry about fucking you, John. Sincerely, sorry, I was a different person then. I didn't really understand the whole concept of feelings, no one but Punk had ever felt for me before, I was just a whore."

"Don't call yourself that," said John, with a sigh.

"It's true," said Jeff.

"No, it's not," said John, standing up and looking at Jeff. "Stop saying that."

"I wanted you to fuck me because that's all I thought I was worth," said Jeff. "That's all I was ever worth. I was going to stay here, but I dreamt about Phil. He was the only one who ever treated me as more than a sex toy, and I didn't see it until then. So I left."

'I treated you like more than a sex toy,' thought John, but he bit his lip to keep from saying it. "It's all in the past, I guess."

"I didn't mean to hurt you," said Jeff. "I just had to leave to fix myself."

"I'm not mad about you leaving," said John. "If you would have left without that night happening-"

"I know," said Jeff, his voice cracking and eyes watering. "I fucked up, alright? I'm sorry."

And there were the eyes. John walked over to Jeff and gently brushed his hand over his chin, rubbing his cheek. "I'm tired of fighting."

"So am I," said Jeff, locking his eyes with John's and leaning into his touch.

John looked down to Jeff's lips, feeling himself subconsciously leaning in and Jeff instantly pulled away. "We're getting married."

John took a step back and nodded. "Yeah. He uh, told me he was going to propose. Congrats."

"Thanks," said Jeff, twiddling with his thumbs. An awkward silence filled the room and Jeff started walking towards the door. "I'll uh, see you later."

"Yeah, later," said John, watching him leave. As soon as Jeff left he sighed and plopped back down on the bench. He knew it was wrong, but he'd wanted nothing more than to kiss Jeff right then. To hold him and tell him how much he cared. How sorry he was for everything he'd ever said. 'It's not my place. That's Punk's job,' thought John, frowning. There was no denying it anymore. He liked Jeff, he liked Jeff a lot.

John drove to the hotel later that night with Melina, silent as she went on and on about her day. He couldn't take his mind off of Jeff, and it was making him feel like shit. John knew it was the right thing to do to tell Punk what happened, but that would cause the mother of all shit storms, and none of them needed that right now.

As they were laying in bed, Melina ran her hand over his stomach and kissed his cheek. John sighed and moved her hand away. "I'm not in the mood."

Melina furrowed her brows, sitting up. "What's up with you? You've been weird all day."

"Nothing," said John, sitting up on the edge of the bed.

"Just tell me what's wrong baby," said Melina, rubbing John's shoulders.

John sighed. He had to get it off his chest. "Can you keep a secret?"

Melina nodded and sat next to him, taking his hands. John bit his lip and told her everything that had gone on with Jeff, in the past and recently.

Melina nodded, taking everything in with a deep sigh. "You still have feelings for him?"

John bit his lip. "I don't know, I just... He's Punk's now. They're getting married."

"It's hard to let go of the past sometimes," said Melina. "And considering you kissed him, I'd say you still have feelings for him."

John ran his hands over his face. "I don't know what to do."

"Have you been honest with Jeff?" Said Melina.

"I told him how I felt that night," said John.

"You told him how you felt, but have you told him how you feel?" Said Melina.

"... He's engaged," said John.

"Then you have to let go," said Melina. "If you're gonna let him walk away, let him walk away."

John groaned and rested his chin on his hand. "I just... God, why did he want to sleep with me?"

"He was hurt, John," said Melina. "Hurt makes people make irrational decisions. I'm sure you kissing him wasn't exactly the most rational idea you've ever had."

John nodded. "I just don't understand him."

"People don't always make sense," said Melina. "Bad things happen to people, and it changes them. The Jeff you knew back then isn't who he really is. He was hurt, and broken, and needed help."

"Do you think I should tell Punk what happened?" Said John.

"Maybe," said Melina. "Maybe not. It's a hard choice to make, someone's gonna get hurt."

"I mean, I don't want to tell him, but I want to do the right thing," said John. "He's my best friend."

"Doing the right thing is doing what's best for the people you care about, even if it means hurting someone," said Melina, gently rubbing his knee.

"I don't want either of them to get hurt," said John.

"It's not that easy," said Melina.

John sighed. "You're always so smart about these things."

Melina gave him a small smile. "I'm a woman, it's what we're for."

John chuckled. "I'm sorry I kissed Jeff."

"It's ok," said Melina. "But if you're still crushing on him, I don't think we should be together."

"Yeah, I figured," said John, with a small sigh.

"I'll see you around," said Melina, getting up and grabbing her stuff. John watched her leave and ran his hands over his face. 'I just gave up Melina for something that will never happen,' thought John. He groaned and tried to get some sleep.

John tried to keep his mind off of Jeff the week leading up to the next taping, but he found it to be nearly impossible. Everything he saw reminded him of Jeff. It was pure torture. John just didn't know what to do anymore. All he wanted was for someone to tell him what the right answer was, what to do.

At the next taping, Punk walked into the gym, seeing John training. "Hey John! Wanna spot me?"

John looked over. "Oh, um, sure."

Punk pulled off his shirt and laid on the bench press. John furrowed his brows, seeing scratches down Punk's chest and back. Punk smirked, seeing him looking. "Oh like you don't have some to. Melina's got to have some sharp nails."

John chuckled, as Punk started his reps. "We uh, we broke up."

"Oh, sorry man," said Punk. "What happened?"

"We were just... Drifting apart," said John, as Punk started his reps.

"That's the problem with being the top dog," said Punk. "You never have time for anything else."

"Yeah," said John, staring down at the scratches. He bit his lip as he thought about just how they got there. "Is Trips gonna make you cover those up?"

"Oh yeah," said Punk. "Apparently wild animal sex with Jeff is just not PG."

John stifled a groan and chuckled. "Yeah, how'd he react?"

"He wasn't pleased," said Punk. "But he didn't make too big a deal out of it. I think he's finally gotten over Jeff."

"Well, good for him, other people sure haven't," said John, his eyes widening when he realized what he said.

Punk furrowed his brows. "Who?"

"Uh, no one," said John. "Don't worry about it."

"No, they need to leave him alone," said Punk. "I want him to be happy."

"Look, he's happy. It's no big deal," said John. "They're not doing anything."

Punk finished his reps with a sigh. "Alright, but if they even think about doing something their balls are coming off."

John grimaced and walked over to his bag while Punk pulled on his shirt.

"Are you ok?" Said Punk, as John sat on a bench. "You seem kinda off today."

"Yeah, I'm just bummed," said John, biting his lip. "You know, Melina."

"Don't worry about it John," said Punk, sitting next to him and clapping a hand on his shoulder. "There's a fish out in the sea for you somewhere."

John sighed. "Not the fish I want."

"Ooo someone's got a crush," said Punk with a smirk. "Who is it?"

John just shook his head and Punk chuckled. "Come on, you can tell me."

"It doesn't matter," said John, standing up. "They're taken."

"How taken?" Said Punk, standing up as well.

"Pretty taken. I'll see you later," said John.

"I'll find out," said Punk with a smirk, as John left.

"That's what I'm worried about," mumbled John under his breath. He went back to his locker room and just tried to avoid everyone for as long as he could.

Punk worked out for a little while longer before Jeff came into the gym. He smirked and set down some weights. "Hey babe."

"Hey," said Jeff, walking over to him. "What's up?"

"I just talked to John," said Punk, sitting on a bench.

"Oh," said Jeff, sitting next to him. "What did you talk about?"

"Melina, they broke up," said Punk.

Jeff furrowed his brows. "Why?"

"I dunno, he said they drifted apart," said Punk. "But he has another crush already, so maybe that played into it.

"On who?" Said Jeff.

"I don't know," said Punk. "He wouldn't tell me, he said they were taken."

Jeff's eyes widened a little. "What?"

Punk raised a brow, then got a smirk. "You know who it is don't you?"

"No," said Jeff.

"Do so," said Punk, laying Jeff back and climbing on top of him. "Who is it?"

"I don't know," said Jeff.

"Tell me," said Punk. "Or else."

Jeff smirked a little. "Or else what?"

Punk leaned down and kissed his neck, wrapping his arms around his waist. Jeff moaned softly. "Is this supposed to be a punishment?"

"Let's find out," said Punk, sliding his hands under Jeff's shirt.

Jeff pushed his hands away. "No, we're in public."

"No one's here," said Punk, pecking his lips.

"Someone can walk in at any second," said Jeff, looking at the door nervously.

"Just relax, baby," said Punk, kissing him and sliding his hands under his shirt again.

Jeff moaned a little and ran his hands up Punk's chest. Before Punk could pull his shirt off, they heard the door open. Their heads snapped over to the door and saw Cody Rhodes standing there.

"Sorry," said Cody, awkwardly rubbing his neck and leaving.

Jeff gave Punk an annoyed glare and climbed out from under him. "See!"

Punk smirked and followed him out of the room, wrapping an arm around his waist. "So shy."

Jeff just glared at him and Punk chuckled, walking to the locker room.

John had a match one on one against Punk tonight, and he'd never been so nervous. He could barely look at him without something almost slipping out, how was he supposed to wrestle him? Let alone have a good match.

Him and Punk had already rehearsed it and it went fine, but John couldn't focus. He didn't know how he was gonna go out there when he couldn't keep his head in the match. It didn't exactly help that Punk completely half-assed covering his scratches, and John could see them plain as day. Anytime he caught a glance of them, his mind went straight into gutter. It was driving him crazy.

The match went alright, but there was definitely something off, and John wasn't the only one who could tell. John walked backstage with Punk afterwards, biting his lip. He'd never felt so uncomfortable next to his best friend.

"You alright man?" Said Punk, raising a brow.

"Yeah," said John, looking at him. "Why?"

"You look paranoid," said Punk.

"Oh, no," said John, with a nervous chuckle.

"Well, then what happened out there?" Said Punk. "We had that match perfect, and it just went to shit."

"I just need some sleep," said John, rubbing his neck.

Punk sighed inwardly, knowing John was lying. "Whatever." He started walking away and John but his lip.

"Punk!" Said John, feeling his heart beating fast.

Punk turned back around. "Yeah?"

"I..." John bit his lip. "I slept with Jeff."

AN: Sorry it took so long, school started up so I've been really busy. I'm gonna try to get this updated quicker! :) please review!

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