“What happen?”
“I lost my title to that Curtis bastard”
Chris patted the males back. Kissing the top of his head. "Damn."
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“What happen?”
“I lost my title to that Curtis bastard”
Chris patted the males back. Kissing the top of his head. "Damn."
“……bastard”
"What happen?"
Sheamus quirked a brow at him, but nodded as he stood up and stretched out his limbs. “Alright. Ah’m down for anything. Lead tha way then, fella.”
Chris started to walk the way to the park. Which wasn't too far. Finally getting there, he ran over to one of the swings and sat down. The park was pretty much empty. There wasn't any kids anywhere, nor people around hanging. But it was beautiful outside. The sun was shining, and the wind was breezing just right.
+trishxstratus
Because it’s better than letting people see me cry. I’m stronger than that. So I put on the act until it’s not an act anymore and I’m back to myself.
You act too strong sometimes Trish. You should show emotion once and awhile.
Is this the conversation we’re going to have, Chris? You continuing to press on something that I’ll never acknowledge?
Yeah, maybe.
Hi, Jericho. What’s up?
Not much, what about you blonde Barbie?
First one to put '➳' in my ask box has me tied to their bed and willing for 5 hours.
Use this wisely.
Fandango laughed at the comment. “I’m sure I could manage to keep up. I think you’d be the one having a tough time.” He replied with a playful wink. The thought of him and Chris dancing was humorous, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want it to happen. He was sure they’d be able to keep up with each other. The only problem would be arguing over who’s going to lead. He felt Jericho’s hands disappear from his and listened as Chris spoke. Okay, I can do this, he thought. He started out slow, taking time to try and hit the notes exactly like the Canadian did. Surprisingly, he did a lot better than the first time. He kept his eyes on his hands, trying to remember every note the other man hit. Once he finished, he glanced back up at the other man, wondering if he would earn his approval. “What did you think?”
"I'm old, but not that old mister." Chris playfully poked the males tan cheek. Letting a chuckle escape his soft lips. He listened to Fandango start to play the guitar again. He was amazed that the kid had actually now hit every note and had played it right. Seeing the familiar eyes glance up. A smile came across the Canadians face. As he clapped. "Now THAT is how you do it kid! Good job." He patted his back.
A blush crept on his cheeks, and he looked down, hoping that Chris wouldn’t notice. “I’m sorry, I giggle when I’m excited and feel good.” He smiled up at Chris, and it was like the other man could feel what he wanted, because their lips crashed together again, making Johnny let out a moan. “I-I want you, Chris. Wanted you for so long.” Pulling away slightly, Johnny let his fingers run through the rockstar’s blonde and soft hair, “it feels like silke.”
Chris seen the blush on the males cheeks. It made his smile grow a bit more. How the hell is it possible for someone to look that cute? He thought to himself. Shaking his thoughts away. Hearing Johnny's moan was already like a drug, he wanted to hear more. Although for now he wanted to take it slow, no regrets, from both ends. "I want you too Fan--bingo...Johnny." His arms wrapped around the others still. "Thanks."
“You’re good at it, Summer Rae who needs to take some lessons, no offense! But she sucks.” Chris was being honest. Dancing with the blonde the one night on raw. It wasn’t because he wanted to make her look like a dumbass, though that was a plus in his book. But he wanted to see which one was it that made the dancing look off, and when he finally got her dancing. He felt how many times she stepped on his feet on accident, and knew it was her messing it up. He listened to the male do it. Shaking his head. He looked at him. “Not too bad. I think you could get this.” His hands went back into places on Fandango’s again. Looking in his eyes. “Watch our fingers.” He started to move his hands again.
“Thanks.” He gave a quiet laugh. “Yeah, I’ve actually had a few people tell me that. I know she isn’t the best, but my other dancer left. So it’s not like I have a choice.” Fandango has heard the same thing countless times backstage and even from the fans. He tried to give her some more dance lessons, but apparently nothing sticks with her. At least people thought he was good, even Chris had said so, that had to mean something. He remembered how Jericho had danced with Summer one time on RAW. Chris probably knows just how bad she really is. She’ll improve in time though, hopefully. He looked up and noticed Chris staring at him. He smiled at the Canadian’s comment and soon he felt hands on top of his again. Staring into Jericho’s blue eyes, he nodded. “Okay.” Looking down, he kept a careful watch on the hand movements. He wanted to do it perfectly next time, that way he could impress the older man.
"I would offer to dance with you. That's of course you could keep up with my moves." If Chris was to be honest, he had always thought about being someone to walk out to the ring with this man right here. Going hand in hands and having fun. There hands moved slowly, but had hit every note the right way in the right pace. He took his hands away from Fandango, and nodded. "Now you try."
Hearing that his lover was sick. Chris wanted to make sure he could do all that he could to take care of him. He grabbed stuff for soup and everything he had around the house he could think of that could help. Walking out of the house. The rockstar got inside his car and started to drive off.
+trishxstratus
trishxstratus:
Something the matter Trish? You know you don’t need to put on an act around me.
I put on an act around everybody these days. That way I don’t have to suffer the pity when they find out my marriage fell apart.
Why do you put on an act?
Not exactly how I remember it, Chris. But, okay.
How do you remember it then?
Rule number 1 about women, Chris. We always remember it as we dumped you. ;-)
But the truth of that is, I sent you packing.
{5}
Hello, new faces.
Hey Barbie;.
Not exactly how I remember it, Chris. But, okay.
How do you remember it then?
+trishxstratus
Exactly. Friends- husbands- who needs ‘em, right?
I’m sorry. Ignore that. Go back to the smiles.
Something the matter Trish? You know you don't need to put on an act around me.