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Next chapter is one of my new favourite pairings Punk/Ziggler. Hope you like.

Punk had just finished eating breakfast when he saw John enter the room. Their eyes met and John smiled shyly, or perhaps hopefully – Phil couldn't really tell. Either way, Punk knew he was nowhere near ready to make his decision yet so he returned the younger mans smile but stood up quickly when he started walking towards him, clearly intent on joining him. Punk walked past John, subtly giving the younger mans hip a reassuring squeeze as he passed. Johns hand brushed over Phil's and he nodded, understanding that Punk was telling him that he needed more time. The two men went their separate ways, oblivious to the blond watching them intently from a nearby table.

Punk arrived at the arena early that evening hoping for a little time on his own to do a bit more thinking about the situation with John. He opened the door to the locker room, planning on chilling with his iPod for a while before the other guys got there. He would be surprised therefore to find his opponent for the night, Dolph Ziggler, already there listening to his own iPod, his eyes snapping open as Punk slammed the door behind him, still unaware that the younger man was there. He turned and raised an eyebrow questioningly at Dolph as he put his gear down.

'You're early Ziggles,' Punk said grinning. He and Dolph had been working together a lot recently and Phil had a genuine liking for the younger man. They were similar in a lot of ways – both had enormous amounts of self-confidence and belief in their talent when it came to the business and they had yet to have a bad match together. They also had similarly sarcastic senses of humour and spent most of their time trying to one-up each other, both in and out of the ring. Phil saw a bright future in WWE for Dolph and he was enjoying being a part of his rise up the ladder.

Dolph smiled in greeting and pulled his earphones out before replying. 'Yeah, I'm planning on getting some practise in the ring before the show – I keep getting beaten to it so I thought I'd come extra early today – they're not quite done setting up in there yet though. What are you doing here so early?'

'Actually,' the older man replied, 'I was looking for somewhere quiet to do some thinking. Clearly that's not going to happen now your loud mouth is here though so it looks like I'll be joining you in the ring to go through tonight's match.' Punk glanced at Dolph as he started pulling his gear out of his bag. 'That ok?' He asked, raising an eyebrow at Zigglers surprised expression.

'Really?' The blond questioned, trying unsuccessfully to keep the excitement out of his voice. 'I mean, you aren't usually one for planning the matches out too much beforehand. I can go if you want to be by yourself.' Dolph rummaged through his bag looking for his trunks and quickly changing before heading for the door.

'Well, wait then,' Punk said tutting before grabbing a t-shirt and following the younger man to the ring.

The two men messed around in the ring for a while, each having become so familiar with the others styles that they were constantly countering each others moves and holds. Dolph kicked out of a quick roll up by the Champ and scrambled to his feet, holding his hands up in defeat. 'Ok ok, this is getting us no-where. I wanted to try something out on you if you don't mind helping me out?'

The older man shrugged 'Just coz I was winning.' He said with a grin. 'What can I help you with junior? He asked with a wink.

Dolph rolled his eyes before speaking. 'Y'know how Nattie does that thing when she suplexes the Divas while she does those squats?' He began, Punk quickly interrupting.

'Oh, that'd fit the 'Show Off' thing you do perfectly. Do you think you can pull it off?'

Dolph spoke quickly 'Not on everyone, obviously, but I reckon I could manage it with you. I mean you're not exactly huge are you?'

'Well gee thanks,' replied the champion, slapping Dolph on the shoulder. 'Come on then Mr Perfection, give it a go.'

They got into position in the centre of the ring and Dolph lifted Punk into the suplex and steadied himself before slowly bending his knees into a squat and rising up again. Smirking, he managed five squats before the champ hissed in his ear 'Put me the fuck down. Now!' Dolph quickly let Punk down, surprised when Phil backed into the corner glaring at the blond. 'Look kid,' Punk began angrily. 'I know that in this job a little body contact is to be expected, but you groping my ass is not part of the deal.

Dolph blushed, embarrassed as he realised he wasn't being quite as subtle as he thought. Punk glared at him from across the ring as Dolph wracked his brain for an explanation before finally thinking 'Fuck It!' He marched over to the champion and crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss. The younger man ran his hands up Punks sides and wound one in his hair which had yet to be gelled for that nights show. Getting slightly carried away, he pulled on Punks hair, smirking when the older man moaned beneath him, clearly enjoying the rougher treatment, as he started kissing Dolph back. Dolph ran his tongue across Phil's bottom lip, teasing the lip ring he always wore and earning another moan from the champ before Punk pushed him away breathing heavily.

'Fuck, your good at that,' he muttered, almost to himself, grinning when Dolph raised an eyebrow cockily. Phil shook his head trying to clear his thoughts when he heard voices of some other superstars headed their way. 'Look kid; let's go get a coffee ok? I think we need to talk.'

'Look Phil,' Dolph began, wanting to get in first before Punk started. 'Maybe that wasn't exactly the place or the time for me to kiss you. I just, when you caught me out sneaking a feel, I kinda panicked. I didn't mean to upset –'

Punk held up a hand to silence the younger msn before speaking quietly. 'I get the feeling you've wanted to do that for a while huh?' Dolph nodded sheepishly. 'Well, I guess I'm flattered. You're a good looking guy and damn, you can kiss.'

Dolph smiled but replied sadly 'But? There's a but, right?'

Phil nodded. 'I'm sort of…well let's just say I'm involved with someone right now.'

Dolphs eyes narrowed in confusion. 'When you say involved?' he asked, noting the hesitation in Punks voice.

'Well that's exactly what I needed to think about,' snapped the older man. 'Remember? That's what I'd planned on doing before you dragged me out to the ring to try and feel me up!'

Dolph held up his hands in mock surrender. 'Whoa! What happened to being flattered? I think we should revisit that, don't you?'

Punk smiled weakly. 'Sorry kid. I got a lot on my mind here,'

Dolph nodded. 'I'm gonna take a wild guess here and say it's about Morrison?' He smiled at the surprised look on Punks face. 'You two aren't as subtle as you think you are y'know? Or maybe I'm just super observant. Either way…do you really think you can get him to change? You and I both know what he's like.'

The older man just shrugged and took a sip of his coffee before asking, 'Have you two ever…?'

'Once,' Dolph said quietly. 'It was stupid of me really. I knew what he was like, but I hadn't been with anyone in so long and I was trying to make myself forget about you…' The younger man smiled at Phil. 'Actually, it was all your fult thinking back…no seriously,' he said, laughing at the indignant expression on the champions face. 'John actually saw me looking at you one day. He asked me about it and I told him. Told him I thought that you were the most gorgeous man I'd ever seen. Shut up!' He said warningly as Punk began to snigger. 'I was young, hadn't had enough experiences with you to know that you were actually an ass. Anyway, John told me that he'd always had a thing for you too. Then he asked me if I wanted to forget about you for a while and, well, you know how the rest goes.'

Punk squeezed the younger man's hand. 'You're a good kid Dolph.'

The younger man smirked. 'Thanks. Anyway, my question still stands. Do you really think that John will change for you? I honestly don't know if the guy knows what love is. I've never known him be in a relationship. Ever. I don't know if even you can get him to stay with you.'

Punk sighed. 'I just don't know. I mean, I want to believe John when he says he'll try for me. But honestly, you aren't the first person to tell me you don't think he can do it.'

This time it was Ziggler who squeezed the older man's hand reassuringly. 'You'll figure it out.' The blond said. 'And if it doesn't work out, there's always me.' Dolph winked and walked out of the room, deliberately swaying his ass. He glanced back at Punk, sighing when he saw him slump down in his chair. The guy had it bad. Dolph hoped for Punks sake that he could get John to turn himself around. Otherwise, the older man was in for a harsh let-down.

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