To be honest this wasn't the first time Jericho had asked for AJ's help with taking care of the young guys after a PPV or hell even after a hard week of tapings. So here he was on the road from Orlando to Jacksonville for the third time in what seemed like a month. At least the drive was pretty; it took him past the ocean almost the whole 2 hours and 7 minute drive.
He stops by a store on the way to the house; he wasn't sure what sort of injuries they were dealing with but given what transpired at Double or Nothing he would assume multiple for both men. Just as he is checking out he gets a call from Jericho.
"Where are you?" Jericho asks.
"I'm on my way, just had to stop at the store." AJ says.
"Well, will you please hurry up? You always know how to deal with Darby a lot better than me." Jericho says. "And he's starting to drive me crazy."
"Don't lock him in a room this time, alright?" AJ says. "I'll be there as soon as I can."
"I'll lock him in a fucking room if he tries something stupid!" Jericho says.
"Please don't lock Darby in a room, Chris. I'm getting in my car, I'm 20 minutes out, I'll be there in no time." AJ tells him.
"Fine." Jericho says. AJ can hear him mumbling something under his breathe before he hangs up the phone. He didn't fully understand why he fell in love with the man or even how it happened but it did. Now he was stuck with him and he wouldn't want it any other way.
He sighs finally pulling up to the house, seeing all three of them outside on the porch. He quickly parks the car getting out.
"Why in the hell is he standing up?" AJ asks. Jericho throws up his arms in response.
"You told me not to lock him in a room." Jericho says.
"In." AJ says pointing inside the house. Darby just looks at him straight in the face. "Don't make me carry you in. Now. Can you get the stuff from the backseat and trunk, Chris?" AJ was awaiting the shouts that he knew were coming. He was just wrong on who the shouts would be coming from.
"How many cases did you get?!" Sammy asks excitedly.
"Well, I couldn't remember which flavor you liked so I got like 4 or 5 cases of different flavors. And I got a few cold ones from the fridge too." AJ says. "Sit." Darby just looks at him again. "Sit your ass down, Darby Allin!" Darby slowly sits down trying to cover the wince and grimace on his face as he does. AJ rolls his eyes pulling the footrest over gently lifting Darby's leg slowly off the ground.
"Jesus, fuck, man!" Darby shrieks.
"Well maybe if you wouldn't have been standing on it, it wouldn't hurt right now." AJ says finally getting his leg elevated onto the footrest. "I'm going to get some ice, don't move." Jericho had finally gotten into the house with all the bags.
"No, no, no, you are hurt, go sit down. Relax. Don't, no! No, energy drink!" Jericho says to Sammy.
"I can't have just one?" Sammy asks.
"No. You cannot have just one." Jericho says. "Then you'll never sleep tonight and you have only had about 4 hours of sleep."
"4 hours?" AJ asks. Sammy rubs the back of his neck sitting next to Darby.
"Just can't really sleep that well. Real sore." Sammy says.
"You could use a break." AJ says.
"Me? A break?" Sammy asks. AJ sighs setting the ice onto Darby's knee.
"Anything else hurt? Elbows? Ribs?" AJ asks gently rubbing the top of Darby's head.
"All of the above." Darby says. "But I have my ribs taped and my elbow taped so I should be good."
"Help me put this stuff away! You are the one that bought all of it!" Jericho shouts.
"Alright, alright!" AJ says. They were both so deep in thought and not really saying much to each other. They both look at each other when they hear a crash and shriek followed by Darby shouting Sammy's name.
"Sammy! Sammy!" Darby shouts. "Ow, fuck. Damn it!" Darby says trying to crawl to the unconscious Sammy. AJ and Jericho come running in.
"What…Sammy? Sammy! Sammy, hey!" Jericho says turning him over gently.
"I think he passed out." Darby says.
"What the hell were you doing?" AJ asks taking Sammy's legs lifting them up to get the blood flowing.
"I had to go to the bathroom and we didn't want to bother you guys. Sammy said he could help me." Darby says. AJ sighs looking down at Sammy who begins to start to regain consciousness.
"I'll take him to the couch, you help Darby." Jericho says. AJ nods helping Sammy get to his feet letting Jericho lead him out of the bathroom.
"I'm just gonna sit you down, is that okay?" AJ asks helping Darby up.
"Yeah…you think maybe I could be alone though?" Darby asks.
"Sure." AJ says leaving the bathroom shutting the door. AJ groans resting his head against the wall. When he saw Sammy and Darby on the ground…he knew those feelings well. He couldn't be having feelings for these men.
"Alright, I'm…I'm all set." Darby says.
When they get back to the couch, Sammy is laid out sleeping. AJ sits Darby down on the other side of the couch. It doesn't take long for Darby to fall asleep, Jericho and AJ sitting in between the two sleeping men. AJ sighs looking at both of them.
"You too huh?" Jericho asks.
"I blame you." AJ says back leaning his head back. "If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have even met or known these guys and therefore wouldn't have fallen for them."
"What are we gonna do?" Jericho asks.
"See where it takes us?" AJ answers back. Jericho just nods laying his head on AJ's shoulder.
"Darby has a doctor's appointment next week that I know he isn't going to want to go to, you think you can help me out?" Jericho asks.
"You think they'll say he's unfit to wrestle?" AJ asks. Jericho nods in response.
"That's why I'm afraid he's going to skip, if he skips it, then he might be able to con his way into somehow wrestling." Jericho says. "He's good at that."
"I should be free." AJ says. "Tapings are pretty easy anyways."
"Maybe you should just move in. Or maybe we should find a place for the four of us in between Orlando and Jacksonville." Jericho says yawning.
"Moving a little fast don't you think?" AJ asks. He looks down to see Jericho has fallen asleep. He wouldn't mind having three lovers instead of just one.