John laid on his bed at his home, letting out a long sigh. He didn't no why he was upset, he knew it was going to happen. But he had just a little bit of hope, that maybe after that kiss, Jeff would change his mind. Now, that hope was even smaller. But, tiny as it may be, there was still a glimmer of hope.

John got out of bed and picked up his phone, dialing a number. "Hey, Melina," said John. "I need your help."

"What do you need?" Asked Melina.

"I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend," said John.

Melina raised a brow and smirked. "Are you really trying to make Jeff jealous?"

"... yes," said John, as Melina laughed. "It's not funny, I've got a plan."

"What good do you think this could possibly accomplish?" Said Melina.

"I know what I'm doing," said John. "Just do it, please."

"Alright," said Melina. "But only because you're a decent boyfriend."

John chuckled and smirked. "Only decent?"

"Don't push it," said Melina, making John laugh.

Jeff walked into the Smackdown arena hand in hand with Punk, cautiously looking around for John. Confronting him with Punk around was not something he wanted to do. He felt beyond guilty about what happened with John, not only because it happened, but because he felt like he liked it. And if John hadn't stopped them before they went further...

Jeff shook the thought out of his head as him and Punk walked into the locker room. He needed a good shower to clear his head. "I'm gonna go shower," said Jeff.

"Alright," said Punk, kissing Jeff. "Don't get too clean, you're just gonna get dirty again later."

Jeff smirked back at him before walking into the showers.

"I'm gonna go to the gym!" Said Punk.

"Alright!" Said Jeff, as he stripped down and got into the shower.

A few minutes later, John walked into the locker room with Edge. "I'm telling you, that title's gonna be mine."

John smirked. "You're not even in the running."

"I will be," said Edge, setting his stuff down before leaving to go to catering. "You just wait. That title is meant to have my name on it."

John shook his head and walked toward the showers. He really wished his locker room had showers, he'd take private showers over public showers any day of the week.

John walked into the shower room and took his shirt off. Before he could undress any further, Jeff walked out of his shower in just a towel. He jumped a little seeing John, and John couldn't help but run his eyes up Jeff's body. He felt his heart skip a beat as he watched a water droplet trail down his body, before disappearing under his towel. Jeff looked even better than he did a year ago.

"Oh, hey John," said Jeff, wrapping the towel tighter against himself.

John looked away when he felt his groin twitch and rubbed the back of his neck. This was not good for the plan. Seeing Jeff naked and dripping wet was gonna make it really hard to resist him. "Hey, I'll just let you change." John walked back into the locker room and sighed, running his hands over his face. 'Why does he have to be so hot?!'

Jeff cautiously pulled his towel off before quickly getting dressed. He walked out into the locker room and John awkwardly walked past him back into the showers. Jeff raised a brow when John didn't even try to talk to him. It's like the kiss didn't even happen. Jeff just shook it off and went to the gym to go see Punk. 'He was probably just feeling awkward about the showers,' thought Jeff. 'Yeah, that's it.'

John bit his lip as he showered. He couldn't get the image of Jeff fresh out of the shower out of his head. John repressed a moan when he felt his groin twitch. 'Think of the plan,' thought John. 'Think, of, the plan.' But no matter how much he tried, John couldn't get Jeff out of his head. 'Damn it,' thought John, taking a quick look out of the shower, seeing no one there. 'Just this once,' thought John, letting his hand slide down his abdomen.

Jeff walked into the gym and over to Punk. "Hey Phil."

"Hey babe," said Punk, setting his weights down. "How was your shower, wet?"

Jeff got a small smirk. "Very."

"Wanna take another one?" Said Punk, wrapping his arms around Jeff's waist.

"We're at work," said Jeff, putting his hands on Punk's forearms.

"It never bothered you before," said Punk, pulling Jeff closer.

Jeff sighed softly as Punk started kissing his neck. "Phil-"

"Sshhh," said Punk, attaching their mouths, and carrying Jeff to the showers.

When John got out of the shower, he immediately went to see Melina, finding her at the divas locker room.

"I can't believe you're doing this," said Melina with a smirk as they walked hand in hand down the hallway. "You must REALLY like Jeff."

"Shut up," said John, making Melina laugh.

Jeff walked out of the gym while Punk stayed to work out some more, and saw John and Melina walk past. He got a confused look and felt his heart wrench seeing them holding hands. 'But he, he likes me,' thought Jeff. 'He can't be with her he likes me.'

He heard them laugh and saw Melina lean her head on his shoulder. Jeff felt himself start to tear up, but shook it off and walked away back to the locker room. 'Why do I care? I have Phil,' thought Jeff, but he still felt an unpleasant feeling in his chest.

Throughout the show, anytime Jeff saw John, Melina was right at his side. The only time she wasn't there was during his match with Punk. He sat on a crate in guerrilla position and watched their match, cringing anytime either of them took a rough hit. Melina walked up to Jeff towarfs the end of the match and sat by him. She really didn't want Jeff to end up hating her from this, and she didn't want him to get hurt either. "Hey, Jeff."

Jeff looked over and gave her a small smile before returning his attention to the match. "Hey."

Melina watched for a few moments, shaking her head. "You'd never know they used to be best friends."

Jeff looked down and nodded, "It's my fault they're not anymore."

Melina frowned and rubbed Jeff's arm. "Don't say that."

"It's true," said Jeff. "I messed everything up."

"It's not your fault they feel the need to have a dick measuring contest," said Melina, getting Jeff to chuckle.

He then sighed. "It is, though. They would've been better off if I just stayed away from both of them."

"Jeff, whoever you were before this all started, that's not who you are now," said Melina. "We've all made mistakes, that's not what defines us. We are who we choose to be, not what we've done."

"I don't think your mistakes are quite as big as mine," said Jeff.

Melina smirked a little and gave his hand a small squeeze. "Don't be too sure, I was once a party girl."

They both laughed a little until John came back from the match. He raised a brow when he saw them together. "Hey Mel."

"Hey," said Melina, hopping down from crate and hugging him. "Good match."

"Thanks," said John, as Punk came backstage. He looked at Melina and back at John. "Are you guys together again?"

"Yep," said John, taking her hand and taking a quick glance at Jeff. He was just looking down as Punk walked over to him. "That's good," said Punk, taking Jeff's hand as they walked back to the locker room.

"What were you and Jeff talking about?" Said John, walking back to his locker room with Melina.

She shrugged. "Stuff."

"What kind of stuff?" Asked John.

Melina sighed and looked up at John. "He's hurting, John."

"So he's upset about us dating?" Said John, with a small smile.

"No, he didn't even mention that," said Melina, and John's smile immediately disappeared. "He's upset with himself."

John furrowed his brows. "Why?"

"He's convinced he ruined your's and Punk's friendship, he hates who he used to be, he hates who he is now. He's just, I've never seen someone look so sad and lifeless," said Melina. "I don't wanna do this anymore."

"Hey, the plan will work," said John. "Give it another week or two, everything will be fixed."

"He's in pain," said Melina. "You don't need to be fucking with him."

"I'm not fucking with him," said John. "I just want to show him I care."

"By acting like you don't?" Said Melina. "This is a horrible plan!"

"Just one more week, please," said John. "I promise I'll fix it."

Melina took a deep breath. "One, week. And if he's not happy go lucky by then end of this, I'm gonna be upset."

John smiled and hugged her. "Thank you."

While Jeff rode with Punk to the hotel, he looked out the window and sighed.

"Are you ok?" Said Punk. "You've been kinda down since the show."

"Yeah," said Jeff. "I'm just tired."

"You had a good match with Edge," said Punk. "But you looked distracted out there."

"I've just got a lot to think about," said Jeff.

Punk reached over and put his arm around him. "Stressed?"

"A little," said Jeff.

"Don't worry, we'll get everything sorted out," said Punk, kissing his forehead. "And then we'll get married, and have a nice, two month honeymoon."

Jeff smirked at him. "Two months?"

"Minimum two months," said Punk, making Jeff laugh.

Jeff kissed his cheek and snuggled into him. "I love you."

"I love you too, Jeff," said Punk.

They went to the hotel and were snuggling in their bed when Punk started kissing Jeff's neck.

"Phil, I'm tired," said Jeff, pulling away.

"You're always tired," said Punk, running his hands under Jeff's shirt.

"I'm serious," said Jeff, turning away from Punk.

Punk sat up and raised a brow. "Alright, what's up?"

"Nothing," said Jeff. "I just don't want to have sex."

"You always want to have sex," said Punk.

"No, you always want to have sex," said Jeff, sitting up and facing him.

"You never complain," said Punk.

"I just want to go to bed," said Jeff, laying down and facing away from him.

"Alright, alright," said Punk, laying down and wrapping his arms around Jeff.

Jeff sighed softly and snuggled into his arms. Punk kissed his forehead before going to sleep.

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