He visits Jimmy Kimmel Live. He gets onto Good Morning America. He does as much media as he can to promote Money in the Bank for weeks. But when the show itself comes up, he loses opportunity after opportunity to get a place on the show. And so he finds himself with days of free time, which he can never complain getting to spend more time with his wife and kids, but his need to always try to prove himself as the best in everything he tries leaves him feeling uncomfortable and despondent with nothing to do.
"It's funny," Mike mumbles into his pillow, AJ hovering over him, fingers busy against his skin as she massages the tension out of his shoulders. "I've been promoting Money in the Bank for almost two months, and nothing. I don't get a match, I don't get a place in the ladder matches, I get nothing."
She hums. "But you got the day off, and you got to watch the Minions with our kids, and now you get quiet time with me while the kids play with Johnny and Taya, so things could be worse, right?"
He melts into his pillows as she finds a particular spot that's always a highly tense spot for him, moaning lowly. "Yeah," he breathes out. "Things could absolutely be worse." His fingers flex into hte pillows and she smiles, pressing kisses to the back of his neck. "Good Morning America was fun, at least. Even though they asked about that damn Logan Paul. I thought I got rid of him."
Feeling the tension starting to build again, she gently eases him onto his back and straddles him, working over his pecs and abs with deft fingers. "Whatever," she says with a shrug. "You'll deal with it tomorrow on Raw. For today, let's just focus on each other." She presses closer to him and watches as his eyes flutter, his lips parting on a soft groan. "Sound good?"
"sounds really good," he breathes out, pressing his fingers into her hips. "Sweetheart," he hums. "If you want a massage in return, I'll be more than happy to provide."
She smiles. "Maybe. Maybe later. For now..." She trails her hand lower and his eyes darken as he watches her move against his flesh. "We should take full advantage of having the house to ourselves for once." She sighs and flips her hair over her shoulder, digging her knees into his hips as she leans in for another kiss.
"I agree," he sighs with a chuckle, all thoughts about getting excluded from both Hell in a Cell and Money in the Bank leaving his mind.