The main bedroom was his favorite.
true, the entire home, sprawling and filled with luxuries, was great but he stayed in the bedroom the most.
Each once a week visit pained him more, every week at work was almost unbearable, all his best guys there save one, the most important in his heart.
So he spent time glancing at the huge entire wall aquarium, with its star shaped and anchor shaped viewing holes on each side, loaded with a variety of tropical fish and he thought he'd seen a turtle there too.
No dolphins, no sharks, wish list ready.
The mirrors made him smile. He took over for his absent spouse, made sure to gaze at his image each time he awoke, with a big cheerful 'Gorgeous, gorgeous, hello, Gorgeous!' and a grin because that was his husband, bent nose, oversized ego.
the mirror over the bed, that was one he slept beneath, and tried to avoid thinking about.
Empty house, mind full of memories.
roman had the wakeup call from his eyelids being pulled open, gently, with Leo peeking into the dark pupil.
'No more sleeping time!' Leo grinned joyously, hopping from the mattress.
'Daytime so soon?' roman yawned a tremendous yawn then saw his unclothed flesh and frowned, startled.
Not amused.
his genitals were covered, decorated with black and white smiling cartoon faces.
Panda stickers.
And something else, two dots and a U on the head.
'LEO!' Roman bellowed, the downfall of having a loony lover. 'I've asked you not to draw faces on me.'
Leo ducked beneath the bed, guilty and slinking away to hide. 'Leo likes it.'
'Yeah well Roman doesn't.'
'Female adult people like Cupcake.'
'Urgh, don't remind me. Is this washable marker?'
Leo beamed.
'LEO!' Roman glowered, biting his tongue to keep the laughter down. No use encouraging and rewarding bad behavior. 'You're gonna clean this mess off, right?'
Leo leaped into his boyfriend's massive arms, was swung upside down, thrill of the chase.
'Bubble bath?'
'If we don't overflow the tub again, why not?'
Seth left his own bed, dazed as if drugged, shaky legged, leaving Dean tangled beneath covers, still wearing dog shock collar only.
Dean made a great Puppy. He hadn't barked once. He had howled.
a hate filled glance at Leo with a cereal bowl for a hat.
'Smiley face on your boy again?'
Roman left the towel wrapped over his damp hair. 'Yeah.'
'When ARE you going to move on from the lunatic freak?!'
'Never.'
'You'd prefer-'
'Yes. So shut up.'
'I still don't-'
'i don't care if you do or not. Anyway we're all freaky lunatics, everybody from Vince down to the guys who fix the ring ropes. Otherwise we wouldn't be in this business.'
Seth glanced at the rolled up sock with rocks and gravel in it, sticking from his pant pocket.
Dean would sport bruises, green-plum colored and yellow-grey, sickly colors, for weeks after, over his back and buttocks.
'Yeah you're right.'
'Cool you agree.'
'I've seen pictures before Leo went crazy. He actually was alright to look at.'
Roman smiled and finished eating.
they kept a watch, all four, Justin making use of the climbing wall, Jinder with his face buried in the latest techno gadget, emailing at furious speed.
Hip to hip they sat on the floor, stretched after a long gym day, poured water over the hair and sat back.
'I'm not telling you how Orton's been.'
'No need.' Sheamus commented. 'ive been drunk sexting him.'
'White, you are strange.'
'Using a fake name.'
Drew sighed as his hair dripped, faint grin forming. 'Sheamo-sheamo?'
'He would spend time with that little girl and not me! Some excuse for a Diva, how old IS she? Twelve?!'
'I'll ask my boyfriend, he strung her along.'
'Your man is a player.'
'Said politely, said honestly, he's a ho.'
'So's jo-Jo.' Sheamus scowled. 'justin, I can tolerate him, but her...ugh...'
'It's Chris you have to compete with, White.'
'hey I can always have fantasies.'
'Please do. But not near me.'
'Leader's not doing well, right?'
'No.' Drew slouched. 'They're both miserable without each other.'
'Didn't try to tape them back together?'
'Ran out of tape.'
'Glue failed?'
'Yeah.'
'Maybe...' Sheamus began but frowned. 'i don't have any ideas.'
'This I think they'll have to fix for themselves.' Drew cast a worried look at his American 'brother', red head sitting silent and wearing the look of a beaten down man, lost and suffering.
'I hope things work okay for them.'
'It'll take time. Love is tough to go through.'
'Oh I know.' Sheamus said slowly. 'I know all too well.'
