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You just KNOW the AEW production team is frantically sorting through tweets about Jack's puppydog eyes and Kris Straplander to find something fucking normal to put on live TV
Matt wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone tonight but, against his better judgement, he opened the door.
“What could you possibly want now?” Matt asked.
“I just wanna talk.” Jack replied.
“I’m not interested in anything you have to say.”
“Not even for $100,000?” Jack held up a stack of cash.
Matt tilted his head, slightly offended. “Do you seriously think you can buy my time?!”
“$200,000? You can split it with Nick.”
“I hope you don’t think or expect we’re gonna do something else with that kind of money.”
“No, I just wanna talk. Please?”
“Fine.” Matt opened the door for Jack to walk in.
“So… how have you been?” Jack asked.
Matt scoffed. “Is that seriously your starting point?”
“Right. I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine.”
“No, Mattie. I’m sorry.” Jack pointed to himself.
“You’re sorry?? That’s all you have to say?”
“Yes. I’m sorry.”
“For what?” Matt asked.
Jack paused. “I’m just… sorry.”
“That’s it? You came here to apologize and you don’t even know what you’re sorry for? Did you come here on your own will or did someone tell you to?”
“Matt, please-”
“God, I’m so tired of everyone pretending to care! Just go and take your stupid money with you!” Matt grabbed the stacks of cash, hitting them against Jack’s chest and causing him to stumble back.
“I care!” Jack stepped forward.
“No you don’t!” Matt brought his hands up to shove Jack again. “If you cared, you would’ve called!”
Jack watched Matt’s eyes fill up with tears.
“You just don’t get it…” Matt shook his head. “I’m so alone… and no one loves me…” Matt felt tears run.
“I love-”
“Don’t-” Matt’s voice came out shaky. “If you loved me you wouldn’t have left.”
“Mattie-”
“Stop it! Stop pretending! I’m so sick of it!” Matt went to shove Jack again, because it’s the only thing he could think of. It was the only thing he could do, even if they were weak and barely affected Jack.
Jack grabbed onto Matt’s wrist, firm but gentle. The touch just made Matt fall apart. The tears came flooding out as he tried speaking through broken cries.
“You left me all alone.” Matt went to fall to his knees, Jack helping slowly lower both of them down. “I loved you and you left me.. I just wanted someone to love-”
“Shhh, it’s okay.” Jack wiped Matt’s tears away, gently holding his face.
Matt looked right at him as more tears spilled out. “Why did you leave me?? Why don’t you love me?? I just wanted you to stay.”
Jack pulled Matt in close as Matt buried his face in Jack’s shirt. “I know. I’m here now. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”
Jack pet the back of Matt’s hair as Matt sobbed into his shirt for the rest of the night until he fell asleep.
Matt was in the middle of doing something important when his phone started to ring. He was mildly annoyed as he reached his free hand around to find his phone.
“What does someone want now?!” He picked up his phone, looking at the screen and nearly freezing.
What could Jack possibly want now?
“Yes, can I help you?” Matt asked
“Yeah, I just wanted to talk.”
“Well-” Matt moaned. “I’m a little busy right now so can you try to make it quick?” Matt moaned again.
The first time Matt moaned, Jack thought he misheard. The second time? Jack’s eyes widened as he realized.
“Matt, are you- are you touching yourself?”
Matt was over the phone call. He rolled his eyes in annoyance before answering. “What do you think?!”
“Are you thinking about me?” Jack asked.
“Am I thinking about you— what a ridiculous question to ask me!” Matt replied, offended. “I can’t believe you-”
“Mattie.”
“Of course I’m thinking about you!”
“What are you thinking about?”
“God, Jack are you seri-” Matt trailed off as he heard a belt being undone. “Are you seriously gonna jerk off?!”
“C’mon, Matt. Please?”
“…Fine!” Matt rolled his eyes before continuing to finger himself. “Remember when- oh fuck- when we, the night you beat up Kenny?”
“Yeah? What about it?”
“After— after the show?”
Jack quickly connected the dots. “When I pushed you up against the wall and fucked you?”
“Yes! Yes, it was s-so hot-” Matt moaned.
“Yeah, I got jealous.” Jack replied.
“Mhm and you fucked me so good, Jack. You knew exactly what to do. It felt so fucking good.”
“Fuck— yeah, it did.” Jack wrapped a hand around his dick, slowly stroking himself.
“When you marked my neck and I pulled your hair.” Matt added a third finger, his moans getting louder.
“Everyone needed to know you were mine.”
“God, Jack— no one’s fucked me like that since.”
“I wanna fuck you like that again. You’re fucking perfect.” Jack started stroking himself faster.
“Mmm,, and what you said to me.”
Jack thought about it before it hit him. “Kenny can’t fuck your pussy the way I do.”
Matt moaned loudly. “Yes, that.”
“No one fucks your pussy the way I do, huh?” Jack threw his head back, feeling himself get close.
“Fuck- keep talking like that-” Matt’s fingers began to speed up, a tight knot in his stomach growing.
“They can’t fuck you like I can. You’re all fucking mine.”
“God, Jack!” Matt screamed as his orgasm hit.
“Matt!” Jack moaned as his cum spilled out.
For a moment, the only sound filling both lines was each other’s shallow breathing.
“Are you at the hotel?” Jack asked, breaking silence.
“…Room 240.” Matt replied.
“…Be there in 5.” Jack hung up, quickly getting his clothes on and scrambling out the door.
