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In the Glimpse of an Eyebeat	By : Ashura77 Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1586 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter 5
(I honestly have no idea how long those flights take, I’m sitting in Europe, Paris-London or Rome-Luxembourg yes, but through the States *gulp* so bare with my lack of knowledge in that domaine lol, I’m trying to go by guess ;-))
(Yes, Batista and Kane, I don’t know where I’m heading with them but it will get… hot lol, very hot)
(I’m still looking for Reviews)
Jeff was standing under the water massaging his neck and thinking when exactly he had developped that deeply intrigued and fuzzy feeling when it came to Mark, yeah he had always felt kinda weird around the Deadman, creeped at the beginning, intrigued, drawn to him, but now it seemed as if that had been taken to the next level, man, his brother had seen it coming, one of the many reasons they weren’t talking to each other for the moment, Matt not having been able to understand when Jeff had told him he wanted to take the Undertaker out all by himself, without his older brother helping, and Matt having reacted more than pissed at that request and started imagining things Jeff had kicked him out for, and now…
Sighing he continued to mass his neck, the many aches being there again, his lower back hurt like hell and a general exhaustion had started to spread in his entire body, making standing in the shower a painful and tiring activity, it didn’t take him long before he turned the water down and got out of the shower, Mark peeking through the slit in the door and nearly dropping backwards, yeah he had definetly seen right down at the sauna, there it was, glistering under the light, what he couldn’t see was that Jeff had his cheeks flushed as he noticed the Undertaker gazing, and it had taken him aback, good he could control his body a little or he would have grown hard under that stare, he suddenly felt hotter than he had felt through out the sauna and embarrassement hit him pretty rapidly…
Looking away and turning quickly he started to dry off, Mark trying to focus on something else, feeling suddenly very bad, he had gone too far on this, he shouldn’t have taken away that little privacy the boy had, and since when did he enjoy looking at males, Mark inhaled and tried to get his thoughts on something else, but unfortunatly that was the moment Jeff chose to get out of the bathroom, he could notice that Jeff was not looking at him and wondered what was going on, but apparently he must have been spinning his own paranoia because Jeff turned after he had gotten his pants on and smiled at him, even more shyly than before, “Hope there’s hot water left”, “Yeah, me too punk, or else you’re in trouble”, “Yeah whatever, I’m shaking”, Jeff and Mark looked at each other, both confused and at a loss, Mark deciding this moment was the awkward to be kept going on walked in direction of the bathroom…
As Mark started to get undressed, his brother had just gotten out and was doing the opposite, getting dressed, thinking of his brother and how his behaviour towards Jeff was evoluting in ways he wouldn’t have thought possible a day ago but got disturbed by a ringing, it took him a second to localize the phone and answer it, “Hello”, “Hey, Glen, Dave here, listen, wanna go and shoot some balls waiting for the other’s”, Glen grinned and didn’t have to think long about it, “You’ve got some ways to call things, sure, down in five”, “Knew you’d like it, down in five it is”, they both arrived in the lobby exactly four minutes later, grinning Dave started “Hope you ready for losing”, “Yeah, in your dreams Batista, in your dreams”, “There’s even better things in my dreams”, “Maybe you’ll show me one day”, “Uuuh, don’t tempt me Kane”, the look Glen gave him made him smirk, “Yeah, you’re definetly tempting me there”, “Me? No, never ever Dave, soo, where’s that billiard table?”, “The bar”, “Then let’s go”, Dave started arranging the table as Glen came back with two beers, “So, ready…”, “Yes, you can start, I’ll beat your ass anyways”, “Glen, I’ll have to teach you humility I think”, “Yeah, show me”…
When Mark got out, Jeff was lying on his bed, face down and his regular breathing prove he was asleep, head propped on the pillow, both arms resting underneath and body sprawled on the bed, he had just put on his pants for now, he was asleep no doubt about that but that couldn’t keep Mark from first getting his leather pants on and then getting massage oils, at least the punk wouldn’t object like this. To the Taker it was clear, it would help ease the pain, there was nothing else to be read into what he was about to do as he sat down carefully next to Jeff, who’s back had turned nearly black and purple on some spots, and it took a lot from Mark to gentle his touch on them as he started to delicately massage his back and rub the oils in. A sleepy voice got him out of his dreaming, soft, raspy and amused “You’re assaulting me in my sleep Taker, you should be ashamed”, “Shut up punk, I’m trying to ease your aches here, a little gratitude please”, “How did you know”, “Eeeh, I’m the one responsible, I remember where I hit you, the way you move and the bruises, want me to continue”, for a split second Jeff wanted to ask why he had peeked inside the bathroom but he couldn’t bring himself to do it, not sure he wanted to know the answer and way to embarrassed for even continuing to think about the gaze, no, better forget Mark had done that, maybe it had just been coincidence that he had looked just the sec he had gotten out of the shower, there was no way the Taker would do such a thing in his mind as peaking volontarly…
In the room next door, Shawn was scotched to the wall, trying to hear what was going on in the other room as Hunter came out of the bathroom, “Really clever Shawn, you make a real nice painting, you completely lost your mind now?”, “No, they are too quiet, the bickering stopped”, “Leave them alone”, “Maybe there’s things going on in there”, “Yeah, things you shouldn’t be so eager to find out Shawn”, “Why”, “’Cause… I don’t know, maybe there’s really a connection and we shouldn’t interfere, at least for the moment”, “Uuuh, and why?”, “Because you know as well as I do that Jeff’s got some issues right now and just maybe Mark is the right guy to help”, “Humm, good point, but I’m still gonna find out what’s going on over there, with those two”, “Whatever Shawn”
Glen entered the last one, grinning at Dave, “Yeah, beat your ass fair and square man, not so animalistic when it comes to billiard Dave”, Dave sighed in defeat “Yeah, there’s nothing left to add to this”, “Yup, you really suck man”, “Hey, don’t you get evil, you just got lucky”, “Really”, “Yeah”, they’ve got out and Glenn went to sit on the same bench he had been on yesterday with Jeff, lighting his cigarette, “That’s gonna kill you”, “No, I think it’s more likely my brother will be my death”, Dave laughed and got down next to him, “Talking about your brother”, “Here it comes”, more laughing, “You know what’s going on with him and that Hardy-punk”, “Not really Dave, you getting in the gossip camp too now”, “No, I’m just curious as to what is happening between them”, “Why”, “Because I’m curious that’s all, no other motives Glen, I like to keep informed that’s all”, “Well I’m just as lost as you on it, I don’t know, never seen him like that before”, “I’ll try and get something out of him on the plane to Boston tomorrow”, “Wow, you really are serious about finding out, good luck, hope you’ll live to tell me too then”, Dave smiled, “And you can try the same with Jeff”, he took a puff of his cigarette joining Dave’s laugh, “What makes you think he’ll tell me something, we’re not close you know”, ”I’m not close with your bro either”, “Yeah, but closer than any of us is with Jeff, hell, this is the first time I remember him hanging out with us, normally you just see him on the shows and there he has that brother of his on his ass”, Glen thought for a second before adding, “Yeah, that’s kinda weird, where’s Matt?”, “How the hell should I know”, “Dunno, you said you liked to keep informed”, “Funny Glen, this subject has only become interesting yesterday, ask me in a week, I’ll know… everything”, “Yeah, you’ll be a rotting corpse somewhere and your soul will be flying around, there’s no way Mark will let you snoop around in his life”, “We’ll see”, “Yeah”, they stared at each other for a little while, wondering what took the others so long…
Hunter got finished and glared at Shawn who shook his head, “They really are way too quiet”, “I don’t believe it Shawn man, you’re a real pain”, “Yeah”, “Get away from there”, “Not until I know what’s going on”, “You won’t know like that”, Hunter sighed and took some stuff, “I’m getting out of here”, “Wait”, “Aaah, and now you move”, “Yeah, I’ll go and check on them”, “Shawn please”
Jeff and Mark could hear some of the discussion that had taken place in the room next door, Jeff still lying and Mark finishing to rub the oils in, “Wow, Shawn really gets on my nervs”, Jeff turned his head and glanced at Mark, “What’s going on you think”, “He lost it”, “No, with us”, Mark stared a sec at Jeff then got up making his way to the bathroom to get his hands clean, he noticed he’d started shaking a little and sighed to himself, “Mark?”, Jeff had gotten up on the bed and was looking at him, “Nothing, I just gave you a massage, that’s all, hell he should stop his childish games”, “Whatever”, Mark was amazed at the tone that the punks voice had taken and could have sworn that the answer wasn’t what the kid had expected, but how could he explain something he didn’t even start to comprehend, “Jeff”, no reaction, Jeff just got his shirt and put it on, “Jeff”, not even an aknowledgement that he was actually paying attention, “JEFF”, Shawn just chose that moment to knock on there door, backing off a little and looking at Hunter, who shrugged his shoulders, “Man, don’t look at me, I’ve got no idea what they are doing in there”
Inside, Jeff had just finished getting his shoes on and got up, passing Mark, still not sure he wanted to talk to him or not, he was so confused, that massage, that touch, he still could feel Marks hands on his back and it was slowly driving him crazy, and as if he wanted to just make it worse Mark put his hand on his arm as he passed him, making Jeff halt and inhale, for a little awkward moment nothing happened and then the second hand made contact with Jeff’s hair making him shake a little, Mark was at a complete loss of words but didn’t want Jeff to look this, hurt, yeah hurt, or depressed or whatever it was, all he wanted was to see sparks fly in those emerald orbs, and it took him a lot to admit “Jeff, I… I have no idea what’s going on, I’m sorry”, confusion, there was a lot of confusion in Jeff’s eyes as he stared at Mark, who sighed and pulled him closer, hugging him to his chest as there was a second knock on the door, but both men preferred ignoring that for the moment and concentrate on what was happening with them even if they were not understanding the flood of feelings and emotions that cursed trough them, “Mark, Jeff?” and another knock on the door a little louder than before, Jeff pressed a second against Mark then detached himself, more lost than before and reached for the doorknob, his eyes still locked with Mark’s…
“Guys, what’s going on over here, you’re deaf all of a sudden”, Hunter stayed a little back and looked at them, Shawn of course all over them, “What happened”, without taking his eyes of Mark at the beginning, Jeff went to collect what he needed and joined Hunter, Mark looking at Shawn and growling, “You’ve been annoying us for the past 20 minutes you idiot, that’s what happened”, Hunter sensed that they had interrupted something and cursed himself and the fact that Shawns curiosity had let them to disturb the two men, “You know what he’s like Mark”, “You could have controlled him a little”, “Mark”, “You should have”, Hunter had the distinct feeling Mark was slightly pissed, “Sorry man”, “Too late now”, Jeff’s cheeks had started coloring, he tried to inhale and exhale to get his nervs a little calmed but the touch of Marks hand still lingered on him and he jumped when Hunter put his hand on his shoulder, “You’re ok?”, “What… Yeah, I’m cool man”, there was a thud, a loud one, and as they both looked inside, they saw Shawn dangling feet in the air against the wall and Mark in front of him, hand locked with his throat, “You stay out of my business Shawn, got that”, Shawn still managed to laugh as he tried to make Mark loosen his grip “Man, I… Mark… Stop… Listen… Yeah of course… Never, neeever wanted to… eeehhhh… get you pissed…”, Mark let him down, squeezing his shoulder “You stay out of my business, or I’ll make sure you will, got that”, “Yeah man, but you know, this is kinda weird you know”, Mark got out of the room, desperation in his eyes, “Hunter, something, gag him, or…”, Jeff had really to force himself to speak up, too many emotions, best was to shut them very deep and not to think about them, one more day and he would be alone, he interrupted Mark “We could pierce his tongue, the swelling won’t let him speak for a while”
If Mark had ever blushed that was the moment, their eyes locked and he knew that Jeff knew he knew, why, he didn’t know, but Jeff knew he had seen it, and turning away quickly he looked at Shawn trying to hide his emotions, “Yeah, that sounds like a good idea”, “Noooooo guys, noooooo, thanks”, Shawn rapidly moved behind Hunter, “I’m not that extreme Hardy, I let you do these things”, “I don’t have my tongue pierced”, “Yeaah right”, Mark had a feeling of inner combustion, the image of a little piece of shiny metal coming back to taunt him, with the question how it could be feeling, and shaking rapidly that thought he growled, “Then shut it, or I swear I’ll ask Jeff to hand me over that stick in his navel and I swear I’ll jam it trough your tongue myself”, “Iiii, yack, how can you say such things, I don’t want to have that one in my mouth”, Mark felt very compelled to ask which one he’d prefer, but not wanting to bring that subject up and not wanting to put Jeff in a delicate situation he just growled, “Then just shut it man, how you can be this annoying I don’t know”, they all made it finally to the elevator and down, Mark glaring at Shawn and Shawn whistling for himself…
Dave sighed, “Finally, I thought I’d have to start chewing on you”, “Ah, think you’d be capable of that”, “Yeah”, “with the nicotine in my bloodstream”, Dave looked at Glenn before he burst out laughing, “Aaah, now that you’re saying it, I’d rather stay away from you”, Glen got up, grinning “A pity”, “You’re not saying”, they both laughed at each other and one slapping the other and vice-versa waited for the others to join them, “Hey, you finally got here”, “You guys bickering?”, “No, playing”, “Ooh ok”, “Listen guys, Shawn wants his tongue pierced”, Dave and Glen stared at him, “Really”, “Nooooooooo I don’t want to”, “You know what to do in that case”, Shawn pulled his tongue at Mark, “Man I’m glad you getting out of my face tomorrow”, Glen decided to try to stop them, “Good, let’s talk about food guys, not torture or bloodshed”
“Yeah, so, where are we going”, “Maybe Japanese?”, “You wanna fly to Tokyo?”, Shawn could swear he was seeing stars after the blow to the head Hunter had just gotten him, “Man, you really are going to get gagged if you continue but I have to admit that sushi pleases me as an idea guys”, “And how we’ll find that restaurant?”, “Asking at the desk”, “Right”, Dave went to go and ask and came back a couple of minutes later, “There’s apparently a delicious Japanese restaurant half a mile from here, down that street”, “Ah cool, a little walk before dinner”, “We’ll walk?”, Mark turned to Jeff, “Yeah, you wanna take a cab for half a mile kid?”, pulling a pout, “No, what happened to low profile”, “A mile will work, plus it’s dark already”, “Yeah” Shawn made sure to be far from any hand “some will scare the people on the street in the dark though”, Jeff took some steps, jumped on the bench and launched on Shawn, attaching to his back and making him nearly trip over, “Hardy”, “What”, as they were playing around, Shawn trying to get rid of Jeff on his back the others sighed, “Boys… Boys”, Glen couldn’t keep back the laughter, “Wow, bro you didn’t even get close to killing him yesterday”, “Shut up”, Hunter decided helping Shawn and pulled Jeff off him, “You both stop it please”, Jeff grinned “For now”, “Yeah, for now punk, I’ll get you”, “Try”, “Guys, stop it”, Mark took hold of Jeff’s arm as Hunter was doing the same with Shawn, Jeff feeling like someone had send bolts of pure energie through his arm and tried not to react too much “You both stop it, if someone sees us”, “They’ll laugh”, “Yeah, at least we’ll put up a show for them”, Glen joined Hunter and grabbed Shawn’s second arm who was trying to catch Jeff again and Dave did the same with Hardy…
They made it to the restaurant without casualties and even got a table, the waiter first surprised who was walking in and second the way they did, Jeff and Shawn were still launching little attacks at each other, “They don’t bite sir, we’ll restrain them, they won’t disturb much”, but apparently he wasn’t of the very serious kind since he answered, leading them to a table, “We have chains in the back, if you need them, just say so”, “Oh we will thank you”, “Heard that guys, you’d better behave”, smiling innocently Jeff got down on the chair, “I’m always behaving, and retaliating, so if he stops I stop”, there was a squeeze on his knee and when he looked it was Glenn who had sat down next to him, “Stop it punk”, “Glen”, Mark’s voice left no doubt to his brother that he didn’t like the way he was touching Hardy but decided not to give the others reason for gossip on this and didn’t comment it, merely slapped twice on his leg before letting go. They managed somehow to order, and thanks to the positions they had, Shawn and Jeff were bloqued and couldn’t bicker at each other effectively, which annoyed them both to the point where a “truce” was called until after dinner…
On their way back to the hotel, Dave caught up with Mark who was walking with Glen, “The plane’s leaving at noon I think”, “You think”, “I’m sure”, “Good, we should leave around ten”, “That late”, Mark gazed over to Jeff who was talking to Hunter, “Yeah, wouldn’t want to wake the punk to early would we”, Dave was a little amazed at his words but wasn’t about to comment it any other way, “Don’t use Hardy as an excuse for sleeping long Mark” ,”I wasn’t you bastard”, Dave grinned at the protectivness that had yet again sourrounded the Taker’s voice and answered, “Yeah, whatever, you guys leaving what time tomorrow”, Hunter answered, “I think around one”, Glen adding “One thirty actually, do you never check things properly”, “No, I’ve got people like you taking care for me of that”, Jeff sighed softly, “Actually it’s 13:35 guys”, “Funny”, they made it back to the hotel, “One last drink guys”, “If it’s not gonna end like yesterday” Dave sighed “I’m not ready to take another alcohol-infused bickering night”, “Me neither”, “Watch it Glen, you kinda started it yesterday”, Shawn got some glares “Hey, you won’t make me shut up forever”, “Oh we will, one day we will”
They got down, “What are we drinking guys”, “Beer”, “Yes, me too”, “Everybody”, “Yes”, Hunter stood, shaking his head, “No way, I’m not gonna be the one getting all the drinks today, I’ve had it with getting up and walking around, someone else”, he pushed Shawn up, “You go, you’ve been tiring us for over 24 hours now, time to redeem”, Shawn grinned as he went to the bar and ordered, not only beers but a variety of shots, the more colorful the better and whistled, “Yo, a hand over here”, Jeff sitting on the end got up and joined him, thinking of a bad joke, “You kidding me”, “Nope, a rainbow, you know rainbows right”, a glare “What’s that got to do with it”, “Rooh, smile Hardy, take them”, sighing he took the platter with the shots and got back to the table, “Ho ho ho, noooo”, Dave suddenly felt his stomach turn seeing the dozens of glasses, “Don’t yell at me, your man arrives”, “No way, he’s lost it”, Glen took a weird yellow looking booze and smelled, “Humm, not that bad”, Shawn arrived with the beers, “I’ve got us a rainbow guys”, Dave snickering “We had already one and that was fine, what’s that, that’s disgusting”, Jeff tried a purple one and smiled, “Hummm, violet, not bad, they’re Vodka-shots, actually really not that bad”, “See, next time before discussing it you’ll remember I have good taste Jeff”, “Pfff”, Mark took a red one same as Hunter, “Wow, disgusting”, Hunter shook his head “Not that bad, Dave wanna try”, “No, really not thank you”, Jeff tried getting a green one but Mark beat him to the glass, “No, try red, green’s mine, probably apple”, “I like strawberry too”, Jeff let go of the green one, his emerald gaze melted with Mark’s as they each took their glasses, Glenn trying blue, “Shawn, don’t you ever do that, I’ve never seen my bro drink such things, I’m shocked”, Shawn laughed like a madman, “I knew that”…
It was something after midnight when they got up to go to sleep, knowing they had yet another exhausting day tomorrow, Dave asking “Yo, what time down?”, “9:30 leaves time for breakfast”, “Ok”, “See ya, night”, they got out and left Dave alone, who somewhat had hoped for Glen to join him but was just as relieved he hadn’t, not sure were that came from and blaming it on the connection between Mark and Jeff, they all started to get affected, he only grinned as he went inside his room…
Shawn just smiled at them, Mark glaring, “One word”, pointing him, “No, just nighty night guys, sweeeeeeet dreams”, Hunter shoved him inside, “I’ll keep him off the wall”, “Do whatever you like with him Hunt, I don’t care as long as I don’t have to hear him”, Hunter laughed, “You can bet on that, night guys”, “Night”…
Jeff had headed straight for the bathroom, he little dizzy from the silly shots and his racing heart, not sure what was going to happen now, too conflicted, those feelings were all too conflicted, too sudden, really, he wondered if they were really sudden or if the realization just was, too powerful too, Mark’s eyes managed to send him into the weirdest reveries lately. He splashed his face, brushed his teeth and got out, Mark sitting on his bed, legs crossed in a somewhat meditating state, grinning, Jeff approached, blame it on the shots, all on the shots and went down in front of him, contemplating the other man’s face before poking him on the cheek, asking “Yo, you’re in communication with the dead or what, seems I missed that part last night”, there was a deep sigh and Mark opened his eyes, staring at him, “Hardy, why are you like that”, “Like what”, “Like that, coming over here, poking me, asking questions worth of Michaels”, Jeff grinned even more, “Well, there was talk about ressemblance…”, “There’s none”, “You just said…”, “Argh punk”, “Yeah whatever Deadman”, Jeff got up to move over to his bed only to feel a hand catching his wrist and Mark get up behind him, he could swear his heart stopped beating for a moment, for a long moment, he even stopped breathing, concentrating on the touch and the brush of warm air in his neck as Mark moved closer…
He could feel tremors run through the body in front of him, so responsive, he was so responsive but Mark just didn’t feel ready yet to claim that response, to go into it, to seek for more, he let go of the hand and moved to the bathroom, hating himself for the move he had just made, for not knowing how to continue, hell, he didn’t even know what it was he wanted from the kid, and he wasn’t sure Jeff knew either. It took him a couple of minutes to come out, not sure what to say…
Hunter had made a sign to keep it quiet to Shawn the second he closed the door, then started to whisper, “Pssshhhh, let’s not let them know we’re snooping on them”, Shawn just grinned and shook his head up and down, rubbing his hands making Hunter laugh…
Glen had gotten ready and was laying in bed, wondering if he should call a certain number, after all Dave was known for being on the wild side on some issues, and he didn’t mind wild, but fatigue got the better of him and he snuggeled in his covers, thinking he could always do it another time…
When Mark had closed the bathroom door Jeff had snapped out of his dreaming, not sure what just had happened, he let himself fall backwards onto Mark’s bed and sighed, trying to get his heartbeat back to normal, he had never felt like that, at least never with a man, and certainly not with someone like Mark and yet, Mark responded… He grabbed the pillow behind him and sat up, crossing his legs pillow in his lap, playing with the corners, decided to wait there for Mark, whatever would happen would happen…
Mark felt his heart stop when he was Jeff on his bed, he had hoped to come out to a dark room with a sleeping Jeff, but unfortunately he seemed pretty awake, and pretty aware that he was standing there and pretty too, Mark scolded himself for such a thought, apparently his brother had been right about the cuteness of the Hardy-punk, but now there was no Glen, he had to to this on his own, Mark hated himself right now as he slowly walked towards the bed, “Jeff”, “Humm”, “I… I’ve got no idea what’s going on”, next door there were too very smiling blondes sitting glued to the wall, grinning Shawn whispered, “I was right all along”, “Ssshhhhh, they’ll hear us”, in the other room Mark had gotten down next to Jeff sighing, lost and shaky, “That’s my pillow punk”, “Yup”, “yeah, so…”, “So…”, “Stop repeating what I say Jeff”, “You did too”, “Jeff”, “What”, “I… pffff”, Mark scratched his head, “What are we doing here”, “I don’t know, sitting?”, “Jeff”, “Yeah, what, you asked”, Mark somewhat felt compelled to quiet him, and if Jeff had added just one more syllabe he would have kissed him to get him quiet, and that thought scared the shit out of the Taker…
“We should go to sleep Jeff”, he saw a flicker of hurt, rejection perhaps and shook his head, what was wrong with that kid, and got up, taking him by the arms and lifting him up too, then uncovering the bed and pushing a very amazed Jeff back down, “I swear you’ll get the better of me punk”, he went to the other side and went down too, laying confortably and then pulling Jeff down in his arms, “Can I have the pillow back punk?”, his anchor, the only thing that kept Jeff from screaming, shaking, smiling, jumping and who knows what, he couldn’t think clearly for the moment and kept clutching the pillow, “Yo, Jeff”, an emerald gaze melted with Mark’s green eyes as he held the pillow to him, not quite believing what was happening, “Thanx”, putting it under his head, Mark got back to getting confortable, turned out the light and snuggeled Jeff closer, who relaxed a little even if his heartbeat was out of control, Mark’s arm in his back gently caressing the spot where it hurt most, smiling when he felt Jeff getting confortable in his arms and tentatively putting his arm over Mark’s chest before murmuring, “Goodnight Mark”, “Night punk”, “It’s Jeff”, “Yeah, but I like punk better”, there was a small sigh from Jeff, before he pinched Mark where his hand lay on the chest “Hey”, Marks free hand went to entwine with Jeff’s, there were no more words exchanged, both men trying hard to figure out what was happening, letting the soft touch of the other’s skin and their breathing lullaby each other in a deep and cozy sleep…
Hunter woke around five, his body feeling a little sore and trying to move he felt why, he was sitting back against a wall and Shawn’s head was propped against his shoulder, he had to keep back a laughter, with all of their curiosity they had managed to just fall asleep on the spot, he pushed Shawn gently away who started moaning, “What”, “We’re idiots”, “Hummm”, “I’m serious Shawn”, he got up, amused and went over to his bed to sleep a little longer, “Goodnight”, “Yeah, hmm Hunter, what’s up with them”, “I don’t know”, “Shit”, “Yeah”, Shawn stared at the wall, no noize could be heard from the other room, “Shit shit shit, we missed the best probably”, “Go back to sleep Shawn”, “Yeah, but still”, “Shawn”, Hunter buried his face deep in the pillow and within minutes he was back asleep, Shawn kept listening, “Hunter”, “Hunter”, “Ah man”, bored he let himself drop, putting his head close to the wall in order to hear should there be noize or talk, and fell asleep too…
Little did he know that Mark too was awake again, not used to having a body so close too him anymore and not to mention that the identity of the heat source next to him made his head spin and the thinking very difficult, how could the kid just sleep so thightly pressed against him, as if it didn’t even bother him to be this close to Mark. His hand caressed along Jeff’s spinal cord, stirring up little moans from the younger man making Mark smile, responsive, so responsive even in his sleep, he even snuggeled closer something Mark thought not possible anymore, and then Jeff’s leg moved over Mark’s and went nestling between his legs, that action of course bringing Jeff’s body close to being on top of Mark. He sighed, sleep was gone, how could he sleep with Jeff this close, like that, in his arms like a lover… Wow, Mark moved his head a little and looked at the head that was laying on his chest, well the hair, he moved his hand to caress a blond strain, thinking how he missed the color in Jeff’s hair, how everything had suddenly changed, how the kid had ended in his arms, man, he hadn’t even given him a chance to back down, maybe he didn’t want to be in his arms…
Doubt struck Mark the more he thought about it, he must have clearly lost it if he thought that this was going to lead to something, the so-called something not definable, ok, it may be a little liking he took in the younger of the Hardy brothers, a deep liking, maybe it could be called fondness, an unrepressible urge to hug him and care for the wildfang, his hand had started passing trough Jeff’s hair, caressing his neck as he put a soft kiss on his head, but nevertheless he shouldn’t be feeling this way about him, besides the fact that he was a man, he was a couple of years younger, what would anybody say… Mark stalted his thoughts right there, when had this become an issue that other people needed to be informed of?
The sun started floating the room, creating a soft, eerie atmosphere, and then Mark could feel the body next to him shift a little and tense, ah, he woke up and realized where he lay, Mark didn’t manage to supress a chuckle as his hand got pinched, “Hey punk”, “Hey”, he could have sworn that was a lot more timid than usually, “Awake?”, “Nooo”, Jeff started to press against him and hid his face on his chest and mumbled “Wanna sleep some more”, Mark laughed and played with his hand “Time to get up soon”, “Noooo”, “Jeff”, “Yeah”, scarcely audible “I… Maybe we should talk”, Jeff felt his heart start racing and decided he wasn’t ready to talk about something he didn’t understand “You talk I listen, even if I look as if I was sleeping ok”, “Very clever kid”, there was a soft sigh and Mark repositionned himself on his side flinching as his hurt rib stinged, Jeff a little alarmed, “Mark? You’re ok”, “Yeah, just stings a little”, “I’m sorry” he made a little pause before adding “for hitting you in the back with that chair, and on the head too Mark”, “Don’t be”, his voice had gotten pretty serious, “Don’t apologize for something you did in order to win a match, don’t you ever do that, got it”, “Yes, and if you stopped clutching my back I’d be able of getting confortable”, “Sorry”, “No apologizing for things you do to me in bed ok”, “You just really said that?”, “Yes”, “Without blushing?”, Jeff giggled “A little blushing” as he hid his face against the broad chest, “I’m relieved”, his hand restarted massaging the lower back, Jeff looking up at him, “Mark”, “Yeah”, the intensity of the emerald gaze making him tremble a little “Now you’ve got me here in your bed what are your intentions?”, Mark’s hand slid to Jeff’s cheek and caressed tenderly, “If only I knew”…
They stayed quiet for a long moment, both marvelling at what was happening with them, it was Jeff who decided to show Mark he was ready for whatever would come, he let go of Mark’s hand and moved his to his cheek and caressed him just as tenderly as Mark had done with him earlier, than leaned up a little and brushed his lips against Mark’s who tensed and stopped moving at all, his body tingling from the sensations that this contact unleashed… Sensing the tension in Mark Jeff just didn’t do more but kept his lips on Mark’s who gasped at the light touch, shocked the punk had the balls to actually kiss him even if he clearly wasn’t pushing it…
He just couldn’t bring his brain to work properly, “Jeff”, “Humm”, those magnificent lips moved away and Mark missed them the second Jeff had leaned back, but there was a question that needed to be answered “You know what you want right”, “Eeeh, not always”, “punk”, “I’m serious, I tend to just do what strikes me as the right move”, “And this strikes you as the right move?”, there was a little silence before he got an answer, “Yes”, “You’re sure?”, “No, I just hope”, “Punk”, “I honestly believe you think too much Mark”, “Says the one sitting for hours in a corner alone, not talking and observing”, “You checked on me?”, “No, I just happened to pass your locker a couple of times”, “And you have the ability to see through walls and doors?”, “No”
“Ah ok, so you just sensed I was sitting there in the corner as you described it”, there was a very long sigh “Jeff…”, “Or you have installed cams in my locker?”, it occurred to him that maybe this was the punks way of dealing with the situation, so he decided to calm this game a little, “Jeff stop it please, I was referring to your way of daydreaming through the day and the night, that’s all… This is nerv wrecking enough, so please”, “Wouldn’t that be nightdreaming at night?”, yeah definetely could get going for hours that kid, “Jeff please…”, he made him fuzzy enough without his answers that were worth a big fat slap on his ass for that matter, the universe had really funny ways of getting back at you, “…it’s hard for me to accept what is happening”, “Ohh, you think it is easy for me Mark? Hell yesterday we were fighting and nearly not knowing each other and now I’m in your bed, I’m not known for being a difficult lay but even I tend to take longer when feelings are involved”, Jeff started biting his lip, man he shouldn’t have said that, that feeling part, jeez, how could he say something like that to the Undertaker, to anyone for that matter and Mark had stopped breathing, all he could hear was his heart beating, feelings, the punk had spoken about feelings, o my…
The sun was illuminating all the rooms, and Shawn was never one to sleep well in the bright daylight, he grumbled how stupid they were to forget to close the curtains, but stayed put in place, a little shocked at the barely audible voice he could hear from the other room, placing himself confortably against the wall, grinning, he thanked the sun for it’s intrusion and listened to the discussion that took place, not sure if he really was awake or still dreaming…
“When feelings are involved? You… you have feelings for me?”, he got a very dumb facial expression from Jeff, “Don’t say that like that, please, I’m not some groupie backstage at the arena Mark, yeah, I have feelings, for you, I’m not sure, but I”, there was a sigh and Mark very dearly hoped he wouldn’t stop now, “that fuzzy feeling always overwhelms me when you are around”, “The one where you feel warm and at peace and have like butterflies in your stomach?”, “It’s that obvious?”, “No, I have that too”, he could see a sweet smile blossom on Hardy’s face, “Really?”, “Yeah”, “Oooh”, “What punk”, “Nothing”, “Hummm”, Mark decided to play it honest, hell it couldn’t get worse, but was it that bad, “You know when I came back to the ring?”, “First or second time”, Mark chuckled, “Second… I was ready to… to really hurt you Jeff, to show you you missed the moment to shut your mouth, stay on the floor, accept defeat”, he sighed deeply and closed his eyes, remembering the exact moment where that feeling had really started to become too much too ignore, “But when I saw you hanging in those cords barely conscious but still fighting, that look, those eyes, man lashes like that should be forbidden on men… I couldn’t… I… Pff, punk you really managed to burn down straight to my core, you know how difficult it was to let you laying in that ring when all I wanted was taking you back with me… Show the world that I had been wrong, thinking you were a weak, stupid brat who didn’t belong in a ring and that I respected you for what you’d achieved in that ring… That I was proud of you… For proving me I was wrong…”
Jeff had started feeling very dizzy upon hearing the words come out of Mark’s mouth, he couldn’t look at him anymore and had closed his eyes, shaking slightly as the memories of that moment flashed up again, his last words making his eyes moister a little, and a warm and comforting feeling nestled in him, Mark saw the serene expression of Jeff’s face and his closed eyes and bend to put a soft kiss on his forehead, inbetween the eyes, “Jeff?”, the adressed man gulped and squirmed a little before two amazingly calm green eyes opened on him, Jeff felt a way he hadn’t in months, hell in years, “I was standing because of you you know… I’m not sure I would have had that drive, that necessity to prove myself if it hadn’t been you… I couldn’t let you walk away from that ring thinking you broke me…”
Next door Shawn was at a loss of thoughts, he felt like a real idiot for listening to such a deep and intimate discussion like a thief, even if he somewhat was happy for them, and for himself, he had been right, they had all been right in seeing the signals those two had been sending, and he started to hope that the short seperation those two would have would not compromise the blossoming relationship, knowing Mark hadn’t been seen dating since his divorce and Jeff only sleeping around from time to time when the partner seemed worth it as far as the gossip went, he really hoped to see everything turn out right…
Two floors above Dave started stirring and waking, a glance at his watch informed him it was close to 7, he stretched and lost a thought to going out for a run but pushed it far away again, he was too cozy in his warm and comfortable bed to want to get up already, it wouldn’t harm not to anyways. He considered himself a healthy person with a very busy workout schedule, and these days here had been very off-schedule, very not so healthy anymore…
His thoughts started wandering to the others, he wondered how Mark and Jeff were doing, if anything had happened between them when they went to bed, if they were sleeping or perhaps already exploring each others minds and bodies…
To Shawn and Hunter too, he suspected those two to dwell in the sensations one could give the other, with no prove, they just were very comfortable in each others presence, it was a deep friendship, he just wasn’t really sure if they took it to other levels too…
To Glen, while his attention shifted to Kane his hand started caressing his torso, hmmm, Kane, yeah, that guy really managed to make him hard in a minute-thirty, tops that was, and he ever so subtly tried to find out if the strange man was interested in sharing some moments with him, and what he got were inconclusive answers, it seemed Glen was interested but he wasn’t sure, and he never used to push his mates, so Dave waited… and pleased himself… Undressing the other man in his mind, his hand slipped beneath the waistband of his underwear and took hold of his hardening member…
Mark’s green eyes were contemplating his punk, as one of his hands was not stopping to caress Jeff’s back and the other played with a lock, “You wanted to prove me wrong, I knew it…”, he got a chuckle as response, “Hey”, “No punk, I’ve got it”, Mark smiled at him amused as he pressed his cheek onto the hand that was resting on it, “You’re just one more punk too want to play with Death”, he got pinched in his cheek, “Noooo, you’re such an evil person for thinking that”, “Ooooh really”, “Yup”, Mark didn’t understand where he took the nerv to add, “Then punish me kid”, Jeff beamed at him before leaning towards him and whispering “Make me Deadman”, Mark’s blood started boiling, the look and the tone Jeff had had send him straight over the edge, he leaned closer and put his lips on Jeff’s before gently biting and tucking at his piercing… Jeff had immobilized completely, trembling he closed his eyes and let the emotions wash over him before claiming Mark’s lips and kissing him, a multitude of innocent kisses, none of the two daring enough to deepen the contact for the moment…
Next door Hunter started waking slowly, tossing and turning and opening his eyes on a grinning Shawn, still scotched ear to the wall, he shook his head and slapped his forehead, whispering “Shawn, you’re the meanest and worst person I’ve ever had the chance to meet”, there was a silencing hand sign and Shawn got up, coming over and climbing next to Hunter under the cover, murmuring in his ear “They are discussing their feelings, it’s really sweet”, Hunter stared at him in obvious disbelief, “I’m serious, I don’t know how it started, but Mark asked Jeff about his feelings, I think the punk started that discussion, and how he felt during the match and after and so on”, Hunter glared at him “You’re serious?”, Shawn sighed “Yes man, I overheard it”, “Wow”, “You’re not saying”…
At each nibbling Mark was pushed further into oblivion, the softness of Jeff’s lips, the cold touch of the steel of his piercing, the way at each kiss his body seemed to rub more urging against his, he couldn’t even begin to grasp why it didn’t bother him that he was enjoying this sooooo much with a man, an other wrestler, one who had the chic to just send him over at every word, every glance, every move… He was past caring that maybe this wasn’t right, that it may very well be his biggest mistake, but mistakes never felt this good, this just felt right, so right, nearly too right… And then there was that wet tongue that started to explore his lips and all he could do was parting his lips and taste that tongue that came venturing further and further… Jeff wasn’t sure he should do it, but he wanted it so bad, taste him, deepen their kiss, he just let go of all the doubt that he had and embraced that sensation… They couldn’t say how long it lasted, and after their kiss had ended their gazes melted, green into green, for another long moment…
Glen hated daylight as he put the pillow over his head and sighed, he was still too tired for the clock to show already 8, all he wanted was to turn it back and go back to sleep for another couple of hours but he knew that wasn’t possible, so he decided on just dozing another half hour or so… Little could he know that Dave was tossing in his bed with him on his mind, sweaty and moaning, one hand on his chest playing with a nipple as the other was moving up and down on his member very near to completion…
Jeff and Mark weren’t that far, there bodies were pressed against each other, huddling, and their gazes were melted, but the confusion that still lingered in them was too present to let them take it all the way, it wasn’t what they were after anyways, not for the moment, they were seeking answers to the feelings that were growing in them, “I… Mark…”, Jeff’s hand caressed the line of his lips, he was trying to find something reasonable to say “I… I don’t know why I feel this way but I love it”, Mark smiled “I don’t think you’re the only one”, grinning Jeff mumbled “Wouldn’t have thought I take a that big liking in someone who’d just beat the shit out of me”, “Same here”, Jeff kissed him tenderly “Stop flattering me like that, I may get the feeling you trying to get me laid”, Mark was at a loss, but at an amused loss, grinning like he hadn’t in a long time, “You’re such an ass Hardy”, “Matt?” Jeff turned and looked around, “Oh, I just thought you were talking to my brother”, Mark burst out in laughter, pulling Jeff closer, “You’re insane…”, “That’s what you love about me”, “You may very well be right about that Jeff”, their lips melted into a deep kiss…
“Han…. Gl…eennn”, Dave lay panting heavy in his bed, a large grin on his face as he tried to catch his breath his thoughts still very vivid on the other man…
At the same time Hunter got up to go and take a shower and Shawn was again soundly asleep, this time in his bed but it wasn’t as if he was caring…
Jeff was resting his head against Mark’s chest who was giving him a massage, even if he had some problems getting it done properly in that position, “Jeff?”, “Humm”, “Move a little”, “Humm”, it took several seconds, “Jeff, you’re not moving”, there was a pouting sound and Mark had enough and pushed Jeff, chest down, “Like this”, “Ah, you like it rough”, “You really don’t manage to stay serious more than ten seconds”, “Don’t know, it’s not as if I was counting the time”, “punk…”, Mark decided that talking wouldn’t help anyways, and sat comfortably next to Jeff and started a gentle massage, “Some bruises are really purple-blackish Jeff”, “No shit, you know I can feel it actually, especially when”, there was another hiss, “Yeah there, ouch Mark, exactly there”, “Don’t move”, “You’re hurting me”, “Sorry”, “No you’re not, you’d stop if that was the case”, “I’m trying to debloc that muscle”, “I’d rather you don’t, that’s just a hurting bruise”, “Yeah, I don’t think so”, “Mark please”,
When Hunter came out of the bathroom he found Shawn back ear to wall and going back he took one of the towels and wet it, it landed with a slap on Shawn’s back… There was a chuckle and Shawn looked at Hunter, “You’re an ass”, “No, you are”, he lifted his hands up in defense “It wasn’t me Shawn I swear, it must have been them”, Hunter made a rather obscene gesture and giggled, “You’re an ass, like I said”, “Rooh, it’s them, they’re probably going all moochie”, “No they’re not”, “You said something about feelings”, “Doesn’t mean they’re going moochie”, “Shawn, are you alright?”, “Yeah, we should just leave them alone”, Hunter approached and put his hand on his forehead “You’re sick?”, “No, I’m serious”, “Shawn…”, “No, really, there’s something going on beyond our understanding”, “Oho”, “Don’t mock it like that”, “I don’t”, “Yes, you do”, Hunter put on some underwear and his pants and got down on the bed, “And how would you know”, “I know”, “How”, I just do Hunter”, “Hummm”, “I…man you’re a pain”, “No, you are, first you check on them even in your sleep”, he got interrupted by Shawn “As did you, may I remind you”, “Yeah whatever, and now you want to let go”, “Yes”, “Why”, “Because”, “Oh noooo, I need more than that”, “Paul please”, “Wow you’re serious”, “Yes I am”, “Then explain me”, “You should just believe me”, “Not good enough”, “Paul”, “Not good enough”
Shawn closed his eyes and sighed, head buried in his hands, “Please”, “No chance”, he knew there was either tell him or have him bicker for all eternity, “You don’t tell anybody”, “No, I just wanna know the reason you want to stop annoying them”, another very long sigh before Shawn started murmuring “Man, this is not my place to voice this”, “Shawn”, “Yeah ok, the kid’s in trouble”, “So I’ve heard”, “Yeah, and Matt is not talking to him anymore”, “And you know that why”, “Because I know”, “Ok and soooo”, “Sooo, he’s alone, the only guy he has had to deal with was Mark, I mean the Undertaker”, “Sooo”, “Sooo I am saying that’s the intensity of the match, combined with whatever went on before that”, Hunter laughed, “And that’s the reason you going all… mellow, we knew that…”, “Not mellow”, “Yeah whatever”, “No, there’s more but I won’t tell you Hunt”, “Again why”, “Because”, “Not good enough Shawn”, “Too personal”, “You banged the kid?”, “Are you nuts?”, “I’m just asking”, “No I did not Hunter”, “Ok, so I still don’t get it”, “I just understand the position he’s in”, “Now all of a sudden”, “Noo, always”, “Ah, you just decided that now was the moment to grow a conscience”, “Maybe”, “Shawn”, “No of course not, but…”
There was a bang loud enough to raise the dead, which was pretty accurate since it had been Mark, annoyed by, first some voices and then those voices getting louder and louder and louder, annoyed to the core had gotten up and slammed his fist in the wall, glaring, “Mark, that won’t help you know”, “I’ll kill that idiot, oh yes I will, and it won’t be pretty to watch”, “Mark”, “He just can’t shut up, hell, he has to be yelling for us to hear it”, “Probably”, “That’s provocation”, “Mark”, Jeff got up, asking himself how Glenn could cope with him, but then again people must be asking the same about Matt and him, “I’m in the bath Mark, you go on with your x-ray eyes, I’m sure you’re scaring them to death right now” Jeff was amused about Mark’s rage outbreak, even if the voices had annoyed him a little too, another entire massage would have pleased him, plus Mark’s hands sent him to very strange places and he wasn’t ready to want to miss that but there was nothing he could do about that now, so he took a rapid shower and after ten minutes got out, Mark sitting on his bed again head resting in his hands, thoughts on the guy in the shower. Jeff got down on his own bed, which was still made and looked at Mark, wondering what it was that made him feel like this. Mark on his side, sighed and turned his head towards the source of his distress, he got up direction bathroom and let his hand stroke through Jeff’s hair who closed his eyes and leaned against his body and enjoyed the touch who was over way to rapidly as the hand patted and then Mark disappeared ever so confused in the bathroom…
He took a quick shower, his thoughts on the punk in the room and on why he suddenly had the urge to think of him while stroking his body, sighing he turned the water down and got out before his body would react to much. When he had put on underwear he started massing oils on his back, then made another spilt decision and put the one of the bottles amongst Jeff’s stuff, at least the kid could ease his pains tonight and got out of the bathroom, “Finally, I forgot my stuff in there and had to wait”, “Punk don’t annoy me”, Jeff grinned at him and passed him to get his things and came back putting them in his bag not noticing the bottle Mark had added.
They made it down a little later than they’d all wanted, only Dave and Glenn already sitting there eating as the remaining four made their entrance, Hunter and Jeff busy with keeping Shawn and Mark of each other’s butts, “Wow, what happened with them”, Glenn turned and couldn’t keep back a chuckle, “Wow indeed”, “Jeff, you take Shawn to the buffet, we’ll go second”, “Yup, move it Shawn”, “You’re such an ass Hardy”, “I know”, Dave looked at Hunter and Mark, “What’s going on”, “Ohh, Mark wants to kill Shawn that’s all”, giggles “Bro, calm down, he’s been playing your nerves for years, you should be standing above his provocations”, “He overdid it”, “Pfff, another couple of hours and you won’t have to deal with him”, Shawn pushed Jeff a little and grinned, “Sooo”, “Fuck yourself”, “Oooh Hardy”, “Don’t look at me like that”, Shawn put some melon on Jeff’s plate, “What are you doing man”, “Helping you”, “Shawn, I swear, I don’t give a damn about other people in here, I’ll slam you if you don’t stop”, “You don’t have the balls for that”, they both felt a squeezing in there necks, “Stop it you two” Dave slapped each on his head “Enough boys, that kid over there is recording you guys”, they both grinned “Soo”, “Soo behave”, “Why”, “Boys”, He pushed them both back, Mark glaring and Shawn pulling out his tongue “Wow, if I were that boy I’d put this on Youtube kids”, “Yup, me too”, Mark got up and sighed “You’re a bunch of fools, I’m glad at least Dave can behave”, Glenn smiled at Dave, “You can behave right?”, “Ah, you’ll have to find out on your own Kane”, the way he had managed to slurr Kane made Glenn shiver a little, “Oh I’m intending to find out, don’t you worry about that”, “No worry, I am a very very patient man”, Mark got back and looked at them, “What are you guys looking at each other like that”, Dave turned his head away from Glenn to Mark keeping it as intense as he could, “Nothing big brother, I won’t harm him”, “It’s not him I’m concerned about”, Dave laughed “Aaah, good”
They managed to finish breakfast without any casualties and made it to the airport with their rental cars, Hunter taking all the keys back “Hope no-one killed his car”, “Very funny, we Can drive”, “Yeah yeah idiots, meet you in there”, it got a little bumpy on their way to check inn, they couldn’t make three steps without signing and taking pictures, Hunter arriving behind grinning and passing by trying low profile and managing to do so, he couldn’t but laugh, check inn and stayed at the check-inn counter waiting for the others, signing too, “Hey Hunter, you’re such an ass”, “I know, you guys took all of their attention, not my fault if they like you better”, “Ha ha ha”, it took them thirty minutes before they were installed comfortably in the VIP part, having beers besides Dave who had tea, scolting them for drinking this early, “I don’t wanna be in a plane with you guys drunk”, “One beer Dave”, “Yeah, Shawn and Jeff don’t need more”, “Hey”, some peanuts made a short flight, Dave catching them, “Thank you so much”
The flight to Boston was called up and Mark and Dave got up, Jeff suddenly feeling not so humoured anymore, he didn’t want to have miles and miles between him and Mark, not now as he wanted to dwelve deeper into the feelings he had awoken, but he hid his internal little demons, trying very hard not to flinch as their eyes met before Mark turned and left their table together with Dave…
Glenn put his hand on his shoulder and squeezed, “You miss him already?”, “Fuck off”, “Oooh”, his hand got pushed away and Hunter laughed, “It won’t be for long”, “Fuck you too”, Shawn sighed “Leave him alone”, “Thanx”, “Yeah, they are pains”, Glenn grinned at Shawn “You’re living a dangerous life you know that”, “Yes”, “Good”, their little bickerings continued until their flight too was called up, Glenn getting down next to Jeff in the plane, smiling, “You don’t mind right”,”No”, “Good”, Jeff got his laptop out and powered it up, “Checking your mails?”, “You’re curious Glenn”, “Yes, could I check mine when you’re done”, “Of course”, “Thanx”, “Yeah”, Jeff continued eyes on screen and flinched before tensing, Glenn trying to discretely peek at what had stirred that reaction, and staring in disbelief, he tried to see who had sent that mail and saw it had been Matt, looking in front of him and tried to figure out what to do as he could hear a mumble, “He’s real ass, it’s ok Glenn, don’t look like that”, “I’m sorry Jeff”, “Why, that mail didn’t come from you did it”, “He should get his ass kicked”, “Yeah, that’s a little what it started with”
Glenn turned and looked at him, “How”, there was a sigh, “Well, he wanted to interfere with my match with the Taker and I told him not to, we got into an argument and I, I lost it and kicked him out, not before having punched him”, Glenn grinned, “He definetly deserves beatings that idiot”, “He… He knew I would lose and he also knew that there was something weird with Mark and me, he didn’t want me to, to act out on it and embarrass myself”, Glenn had to supress a laughter “Well I think you managed to avoid embarrassement on this one”, “You think so?”, Glenn melted his eyes with Jeff’s, trying to see, to find out the kids motives on his brother, but besides a deep confusion, fear and a little anger he couldn’t decypher anything “Yes, he’s my bro and I know him, I remember having told you he liked you, at least a little and that we were not your ennemies Jeff, I find it cool that you’re finally a little mingling with us, it will do you some good to be around us”, Jeff started typing an answer, fueled with rage, he was fed up with the shit he had to take “Humm, if you say so”, laughing Glenn decided to fuel the rage a little more “Jeff… In a couple of days Mark will be around too again”, he got a glare “Glenn, don’t”, “What, hey, he didn’t look happy to leave you”, “I don’t know what you’re talking about”, a chuckle “His look”, “Very clever Glenn”, “Argh boy, then don’t believe me, I’m trying to help”, “Don’t”
Meanwhile on the other plane Dave had finished with his mails and stared at Mark who after a couple of minutes turned his head “What”, Dave cleared his throat and then started, hell he had not nothing to lose “You and Jeff, concluded?”, the stare Mark managed to give him was priceless “Have you lost your mind?”, “Hey, just asking… You and the kid seem to get along very very well and there’s this”, he started to gesticulate a little “this sparks that fly once you’re both in a room”, “Please Dave don’t”, “What”, “I… I don’t know what’s going on but I know that those constant questions won’t help”, “Oooh I see, soooo you…”, Dave chuckled “You never have… with…”, Mark started to get annoyed “Nooo and I’m not planning on”, “Riiiiiiiight, you just look at Hardy like that for nothing, hey I have to admit that the thought crossed my mind already”, “You’re so gross Batista”, “No, I’m man enough to admit I have urges that fit better to be fulfilled with my own gender that’s all, I’m not losing my manhood on that”, “It ain’t that”, “So what is it”, “I…”, Mark had to admit that Jeff really had a sexy ass and that cute face of his, that body so agile, hummm, but still, ”You know he has a…”, man this was hard but he heard a deep laughter next to him, Dave laughing his ass off, “Yes I think I know, it’s gossip central’s latest addition on Jeff’s count, apparently his brother started telling everyone… Only one more thing that would make me want to…”, there was a growl and Dave added “Nooo it’s cool, he’s yours but I’m saying”, “He ain’t mine Dave”, “I think he is”, “Dave”, “Seriously Mark, cut that crap will you, not with me, I’m not gonna tell anyone you know, I… I see how you look at him and I tell you to continue on your approach, take your time, get to know him, piss off his brother”, “Dave…”, “Yeah, you know I know everything, Paul may think he’s the Game, but only ‘cause he’s to vain to see me lurking around”, “Oh my”, “What”, “I know something that will even make you gasp”, turning interested Dave stared at Mark who grinned mischieviously “The Game will come back at Vengeance”, Batista stared in disbelief “No”, “Yup, but not a word, it’s as a… a gift, to your I-Know-Everything-List… And stay of my back with the punk got it”, “Yeah, but when I watch your match I’ll be able to comment afterwards”, “Oooh man”
Hunter got down on Glenn’s lap who growled, even in first class there was not enough space for both of them on one seat “So guys, everything ok here?”, Glenn fidgeted a little, “What’s going on”, “His brother is an ass”, “Glenn please, don’t”, “Sorry, but they should read the mail too”, “Glenn”, Hunter leaned a little forward and started to read after Jeff, sighing had saved his draft and opened it, “Wow, he really is an ass, he thinks you’ll never be champ? You have a belt and title, he doesn’t, you should challenge him, we’ll interfere and help”, “Hunter stop it”, Glenn slapped him on the head “You’re not helping”, there was a hand muffling through Jeff’s hair and Shawn’s head appeared above him reading that mail too, “He needs an attitude readjustement that older brother of yours”, “Shawn please, it’s not as if I was innocent on this one”, “Ehh, is it just me or should he be supportive of what you do, hell you had a monumental match with the Undertaker and nearly beat the fucker”, there came a hand that grasped his face and Shawn winced, “That was meant respectfully Glenn”, “Ah, I just heard you call my bro a fucker Shawn”, Shawn was trying to detach that hand and spoke into it “Yeah, respectfully”…
Mark and Dave landed in Boston and decided on sharing a car to the hotel, they had to room, Mark sighing and Dave laughing, “Hey, I know I’m not Hardy but I swear I’ll make up to that”, “Shut up Batista and get moving”, they got up and installed there bags, then went direction arena…
Meanwhile the other flight was on approach and there were turbulences, Hunter and Shawn back down and Jeff, eyes closed and inhaling deeply, “Nooo, don’t tell me”, “Shut up Glenn this isn’t funny”, “Oh yes it is, relax, just some little shaking, nothing worse”, “Shut up”, Glenn put his hand on Jeff’s who opened his eyes “What”, “Relax, we’ll be ok”, “Yeah, I’ll be ok the second I’ll be on the ground again”, “I don’t believe it”, “Fuck you”, Glen laughed but kept his hand on Jeff’s, man he’d never have thought the high-flyer got nervous in planes… Twenty minutes later they were safe on ground and got their bags then went direction exit and rental cars, before heading direction hotel…
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