I Never Thought I'd Fall For You
1. First Beginnings
Houseshow: Dallas, TX. September 13, 2009
"Is he ok?" Cody asked, concern filling his voice.
During their tag-team match earlier tonight, Ted had fell wrong and his ankle was in pretty bad shape. The trainers were looking at him and it didn't look good.
"His ankle tendon suffered a slight tear, he'll probably be out for a month or so." the trainer replied.
"What am I going to do without him?" Cody said frantically.
"I'm sorry." The trainer said as he walked away.
Ever since Cody had came out to Ted months ago, Ted had been Cody's rock. He had been there for everything, he had been there when Randy broke up with Cody and helped put back the pieces, and he had also been there whenever Cody needed to talk. Now, with Ted being put on the shelf for a month, Cody was worried how he would get by.
Monday Night RAW: Austin, TX. September 14, 2009.
"You can't be serious. You're pairing me up with THAT scumbag?" Cody said with disgust.
"Yes, Cody. The Miz is an upcoming superstar much like yourself. I think it will benefit both of you if you teamed up together." Stephanie McMahon calmly said in return.
Cody rolled his eyes and quickly retorted, "He's NOT going to replace Ted. I refuse to let that happen."
Stephanie rested a calm hand on the brunette's shoulders and reassured him, "I promise that won't happen. I just think this is a wise move considering that since Ted will be out of action for a while, it'll benefit you both."
"Whatever, i'm just glad this is only going to be on a temporary basis." Cody brushed her hand off as he walked out of her office.
Truth be told, Cody absolutely hated The Miz. He hated everything about him, he hated his demeanor, the way he carried himself, he even hated who he associated himself with. It didn't help that he was also dating the Queen Bimbo herself, Maryse. Cody was walking back to his locker room when he bumped into the devil himself.
"Hey, you might wanna watch where you're going. Don't wanna have you clog a pore or something." Mike sarcastically commented.
"Fuck off." Cody retorted as he continued walking.
Mike took a step to the side, and got in Cody's way once again. "What's wrong, Rhodth? Upthet becauth your little boyfriend ithn't here?" he said in a mocking, baby-like tone.
"Back the fuck up Mizanin before my foot meets your ass." Cody sternly replied as he glared intensely at the Ohio native.
Mike smirked and walked away. As he walked away he shouted, "I'll see you out there, PARTNER."
Cody rolled his eyes and shook his head before relucantly going inside his locker room to get ready for his match.
Before he knew it, he was in the ring grappling with Yoshi Tatsu, another young superstar acquired in the Supplemental draft. Everything suddenly went into a blur as Yoshi connected with a kick to the back of Cody's head, Cody fell to mat and knew this would be the end, that he would lose, AGAIN. As Yoshi went for the pin, all Cody could hear was "1...2...", but no three. Mike had broken up the pin. Groggily getting up to his feet, he shot a confused look towards his corner, Mike lying in wait to be tagged. Cody jumped as far as his body would throw him and tagged Mike in, recoperating on the apron. He still couldn't see straight, but he was able to see that Mike was gaining momentum, and a splash of hope washed over him, a feeling that they actually might win this thing. He cheered for Mike and tried to pump up the crowd...when he caught himself. Was he actually cheering for the man he hated with a passion? Was he cheering for the man that mocked him earlier? Cody shook off that thought as he joined Mike in the ring to celebrate their hard fought victory.
Later on that night...
Mike was packing up his things, just getting out of the shower, when a unfamiliar knock at the door was heard.
"Come in!" Mike shouted.
Cody came into the locker room and his heart sped up a bit faster, seeing Mike with stray water droplets running across his bare, taut chest. Despite being a huge asshole, Mike was actually very attractive. Ted then came across his mind and the slight daydream was over, Mike waving his hand in front of Cody's face.
"Hello? You in there?" Mike said.
"Huh? OH. Sorry." Cody replied as he snapped out of his trance.
"...can I help you?" Mike said using that sarcastic tone of his.
"I..uh..just wanted to thank you for breaking up that pin earlier...um...you didn't have to do that." Cody nervously responded, rubbing the back of his neck.
Why was he getting nervous? He knew that he hated Mike and didn't find him the least bit intriguing. At least, that's what he was trying to convince himself at the moment.
"It's cool, bro. I only broke up that pin because if you lost, that means I would have lost, and I'm on a hot streak right now. Can't let people like you get in the way of that." Mike cooly retorted.
The thought that Mike actually had a soul was quickly dismissed after that comment. "Well fuck you too then!" Cody angrily responded as he stormed out of the locker room.
As Cody stormed out of the locker room, he came face to face with the Queen Bimbo herself. "Great," he thought, "Just fucking wonderful."
Maryse quickly gave him lip using that sharp tongue of hers and that strong French accent. "Were you trying to hit on my boyfriend? Let me tell you something, Mr. Pretty Boy, he's not interested. So you can back off." She pushed him back with her finger, setting him off.
Frustrated and on the edge of a nervous breakdown, Cody angrily ran off and went into his locker room, closing the door and silently crying away his pain.
Houseshow: Scottsdale, AZ. September 19, 2009
Once the matches were over and everyone had left, Cody packed up his things and made his way to the bus. This week had been hell for Cody. Without Ted, Cody seemed empty or not complete. Sure, he had talked to him over the phone and video chatted a couple times, but that wasn't enough to fill the aching pain in his heart. Until...
A cool hand washed over Cody as he sat in the back of the tourbus, waiting to leave to the next town. "Mind if I sit here?" The familiar voice asked.
Cody looked up and saw that it was none other than The Miz. He would have jumped at the chance to tell him to go fuck himself, but there was a calmness, a warmness within those beautiful blue eyes of his, and he couldn't say no.
"Uh...sure. Take a seat." Cody responded.
"Thanks." Mike replied, flashing that toothy grin of his.
A couple seconds went by...
"...Congrats on your win, tonight." Cody said, trying desprately to break the awkward silence between them.
"Uh, yeah. Thanks. You too." Mike smiled uncomfortably.
"Did you...uh...wanna watch a movie? I have my DVD player right here." Cody nervously asked.
Mike looked at Cody with interest and excitedly asked, "Whaddya got?"
Cody reached in his bag and took out three movies: A drama, a comedy, and a horror. He offered them to Mike to see which one he liked.
Mike points to the horror movie. "I like this one. Let's watch this." Mike enthusiastically responded.
Cody was hesitant to put the movie in because he'd only watch horror movies with Ted, since they frightened him terribly. He relented though, and placed the disk inside...
Two hours into the movie, and Cody was clinging to Mike for dear life, shutting his eyes and burying his face into Mike's broad shoulder. Mike found the younger man's fear amusing and cuddled him closely, showing sympathy for the frightened youngster.
"It's over." Mike whispered to Cody.
"A-A-Are you sure?" Cody replied, still shaking, still clinging to Mike.
"Yes, I promise." The older brunette replied.
Cody pouted as he came up from Mike's shoulder.
"What's up with that face?" Mike questioned.
"I'm going to have nightmares tonight now." Cody retorted, pout intact.
"Anything I can do?" Mike questioned once again.
"Um...Can I...Can I sleep on you, perhaps?" Cody hesitantly asked.
He hesitated to ask because the only guy he slept on while on these long trips was Ted, and he knew the boys in the locker room loved to rib eachother and start rumors. If one of them saw him sleeping on Mike, they might get the wrong idea, and start rumor that he was cheating on Ted, which couldn't be farther from the truth. He loved Ted with all his heart but he had this feeling come over him while he was around Mike. It's almost as if he makes him feel complete again, but he quickly dismissed those feelings in fear of them growing. Growing, into something he possibly couldn't control if he continued on this path he was on. With out anymore thought, he rested his head on Mike's shoulder and closed his heavy lids shut.
The next morning...
Cody awoke to an empty seat. He knew it was too good to be true. He rubbed his eyes and looked over. He saw Cena, Mike, and Batista playing poker at the table beside the couches. As soon as Mike spotted him, Mike gave a sweet smile and waved. Cody felt himself turn red and waved back, hiding his face. Mike saw Cody hide his face and went over to see what's up, bringing him breakfast as well.
"Good morning to you too, sunshine." Mike said in his casual, sarcastic tone.
"You..you brought me eggs?" Cody asked as he felt himself turn red again. Ted never made him food, mainly because he was the one who did all the cooking.
Mike chuckled at Cody's blushing. Mike found Cody somewhat cute, nothing serious though. He was straight, but he found his stomach coil whenever he was around, something Maryse never did to him. He questioned these feelings, but brushed them off. He was straight, and that was that.
"Yeah, since I figured we were...friends, or something." Mike said when he choked out those last words.
Cody raised an eyebrow. Since when were they friends? They've only tagged a couple times and Mike had treated him fairly well backstage, but does that mean that they were only friends? Cody felt a unexplained wave of disappointment come over him and it began to piss him off. Why does he feel this way? Why does he turn into such a giggly, blushing teenager when Mike is around? He loved Ted, and he repeated it to himself over and over. He needed to get rid of Mike. You get rid of Mike, you get rid of feelings, right? That was his logic.
"We're not friends, we'll never be friends. Just fuck off. Just...go. You disgust me." Cody coldy replied. Even though there was conviction in his voice, it killed him on the inside. To be such a dick to someone who had been so nice to him over the last few days killed him and filled him with pity. FUCKING PITY.
"This is what I get for being nice for change? This is some nice 'thank you'." Mike glared angrily as he crashed the plate of eggs down on Cody's lap.
Cody wanted to go after Mike and hug him and tell him that he's sorry over and over again until he was blue in the face, but he didn't. He was frozen in his chair, and without abandon he began to pound his head into the seat.
Monday Night RAW: Los Angeles, CA. September 21, 2009
Mike got his gear on, and was getting ready for his match which was up next after this one. He had felt like shit since what happened on Saturday with Cody. Even Maryse with her skanky French Maid outfit couldn't cheer him up, and he was in a bad mood the entire weekend. As dumb as she looked, she knew what was up...or at least she thought she knew.
"Mike." Maryse sternly said as she looked him dead in the eyes.
"Maryse." Mike replied as he shot the same look back.
"I think its time we've gone our separate ways." she dejectedly said, looking down.
"WHAT?" Mike cried out, taken aback.
"I know you're having an affair with another woman, so i'm saving myself the heartbreak. Goodbye." She quietly sobbed and walked away.
Mike stood there, numb as his world around him began to crumble. He stood there, trying to process what just happened. He couldn't. He just stood there.
After his match, he took a long shower, collecting his thoughts. Once he got out, he was greeted with a surprise. His phone beeped and it showed "1 new voicemail". He was hoping it was Maryse so he could explain himself and these outrageous assumptions she was making. He dialed his voicemail box...
"Mike...I know i'm probably the last person you wanna hear from right now, but i'm alone in this bar, and i'm scared. These guys are creeping on me, and i'm afraid i'm gonna get raped or something. Could meet me at the pub on 21st street? I'm sorry for everything." BEEP.
Without hesitation, Mike quickly packed his things and drove down to the pub on 21st street. He was looking for that familiar face that he had missed seeing. He scanned the entire place...until he seen that soft, brunette hair and those amazing bluish-emeralds. He pushed his way through the crowd until he seen a group of shady individuals circling his young friend.
"C'mon, sweet thang, let us buy you some drinks." One guy said
"Guys, honestly. I'm not interested. Can you just leave me alone?" Cody shakingly replied.
"We won't take no for an answer..." Another guy said as he placed a hand on the younger man.
"...HE SAID LEAVE HIM ALONE. Is there trouble here?" Mike interjected, an intimidating presence filling the air.
"Uh, no. Not at all. We were just...uh...leaving. Right, boys?" The shady figures nonchalantly explained as they walked away.
"MIKE!" Cody cried as he jumped into the older man's arms.
"You ok?" Mike asked, tipping Cody's head up.
"I'm fine now." Cody sweetly replied, feeling the redness coming up again.
"You staying at the La Quinta?" Mike questioned.
"Room 215." Cody said, allowing the older man to help him outside.
The two men got into Mike's car as he drove them to the La Quinta they were staying at down the street, catching up and patching up, so to speak. Mike then pulled into the parking lot, getting down and walking inside with Cody to the elevator.
"How many drinks have you had, Cody?" Mike asked his young friend
"Like...3." Cody choked out as he stumbled
As Mike went to catch Cody, their lips met and sparks flew. Mike continued to kiss Cody back for a couple seconds until he quickly drew back and realized what he'd done.
"God, i'm sorry. I..." Mike said as he struggled to find words.
"Don't be." Cody said as he grabbed Mike and pulled him down. Their foreheads were then touching and the energy was imminent and pulsing. The elevator ride seemed to stand still for a second.
"I..." Mike continued to struggle
"Shhh." Cody placed a finger over Mike's mouth as he lead him out of the elevator and to his room.
Cody opened the door to his room and began sucking on Mike's neck, making him groan against his touch.
"Cody..." Mike hissed.
"...I want you. I want you...to take me. Take me, Mike. Please." Cody whispered into Mike's ear while slowly licking his outer earlobe.
Mike moaned against Cody's blazing words. Within minutes, Mike began removing his shirt along with his pants, proudly showing his semi-hard erection.
Cody licked his lips in anticipation. He pressed Mike against the wall and kissed him fiercely, his tongue wanting, needing to explore Mike's mouth. Mike gladly gave him access and placed his hands on Cody's hips, bringing him closer, feeling Cody beneath his jeans.
"Take it off...take it all off...god, I need to feel you." Mike breathed into the kiss.
Cody happily obliged and took everything off, even his socks. He smirked as Mike eyed his naked body and went to find the bottle of lube. Seconds later, he handed the bottle to Mike, urging him on with his beautiful emerald eyes.
Mike coated two fingers and began stretching Cody's tight entrance, making him moan and writhe beside him.
"Mike...more...please..." Cody gasped as Mike brushed over his prostate lightly
"You ready? God, i'm so ready for you." Mike whispered as he licked Cody's neck all over.
"Yes, yes, please. I need you." Cody replied, his voice full of lust.
"You have no idea how good i'm going to make you feel..." Mike seductively whispered, continuing to stretch Cody's inner walls.
Cody loudly moaned in anticipation of what was to come, "Please...no more teasing...I need you. NOW."
Mike then lifted Cody up, wrapping Cody's legs around his waist and thrusting inside him against the wall, making Cody scream in pleasure.
"MIKE! More! God, give it to me! Harder!" Cody screamed loudly.
"You like that? You like how I ram into you? Huh?" Mike loudly breathed into Cody's ear, pulling his hair back as he continued thrusting.
"Yes, God, YES! YES! MIKE!" Cody shouted, pangs of pleasure and lust filling his entire body.
Mike was slowly losing all sanity, he was sweating like hell and panting like a fucking dog, sucking Cody's neck hard while thrusting into him, hitting his sweet spot everytime, making sweet music to his ears.
"Cody...you're so tight, so warm. I just want to fuck you...into oblivion..." Mike panted, still holding the younger man up, still meeting Cody's thrusts with his own.
"Mike...i'm so close. More, I need more...Fuck me, oh God, fuck me harder!" Cody breathed into Mike's ear, spreading his legs further apart, letting Mike have at him.
That was all Mike needed to hear, everything was getting lost in heavy pants and Cody's moans, and he let all inhibitions loose, all restraints, as he began wildly bucking into Cody getting lost in pleasure, filling him up to the brim with his white ribbons.
"FUCK! MIKE! UH, UH, GOD! HMPH! Ohhh...damn!" Cody screamed as he finally came to his white, sticky release all over Mike's abs. He had never felt pleasure like that before, EVER. He sunk his head into Mike's shoulder and writhed a bit more for a couple more seconds.
It took all the strength Mike had to carry them both back over to the bed, both their bodies spent and coming down from their orgasmic highs.
"Cody...I love you, god I do." Mike said as he brought Cody close, cuddling him, kissing his neck softly.
"Mhmm..." Cody moaned as him and Mike drifted off to sleep.
The next morning...
Mike awoke to the sound of Cody's voice, although he wasn't talking to him, it sounded like he was on the phone. He was still too sleepy to wonder who it was and dozed off again.
"You are? That's...uh...that's great! I miss you too Teddybear. Can't wait to see you." Cody nervously said, afraid that his voice was about to crack from the abuse it took last night.
Cody had completely forgotten about Ted, so wrapped up in lust, it's a surprise he remembers anything from last night other than Mike ramming into him. He felt racked with guilt. He couldn't tell him, he just couldn't. He had to make sure Mike didn't say anything either.
"Mike..." Cody nudged Mike, trying to wake him.
Mike stirred, opening his eyes and smiling, "Good Morning.", he simply said.
"You need to get dressed and go. Like...now." Cody firmly spoke as he threw Mike's clothes at him.
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Ted's coming. In 2 hours. YOU NEED TO GO."
"So...that's it? I'm just a fuckbuddy? " 'Hey thanks for everything, but get the fuck out'?"
"Mike...it's more complicated than that."
"No, it's not, but whatever. I won't tell, I won't spoil your little game of house you're playing with Ted."
"Mike..."
"No, get away from me. Don't ever talk to me, text me, call me, or leave me voicemails."
"Please. Listen..."
Mike quickly got dressed, grabbed his car keys and before he shut the door, he left with these words:
"I hope he makes you happy, and I hope you have a fucking wonderful life together."
Cody was then left in the hotel room by himself, and when the lock on the door slid into place, is when he cried his heart out.
Monday Night RAW: Louisville, KY. October 5, 2009.
It had been weeks since Cody had spoken to Mike. With Ted being around now, it was harder than ever to even attempt to do so. Ted noticed that Cody had been more distant and less affectionate since he returned. This caused him to worry.
"Cody?" Ted asked.
"Yes?" Cody replied.
"You haven't been acting like yourself, are you ok?" Ted pondered out loud, worry easily found in his voice.
"Never been better." Cody responded with a smile as he gave Ted a tight hug.
Ted relented against his questions, but that didn't mean he believed Cody. He was determined to get answers out of his boy. While Cody was in his match, Ted went and asked a fellow locker room friend to do him a small favor.
"How much are you asking exactly?" Ted asked.
"Probably $500."
"ARE YOU CRAZY? I'm not paying you no damn $500." Ted angrily retorted.
"Do you want it or not? I'm offering this to you at a discounted rate."
"Fine." Ted sighed as he handed the money over.
After Cody's match, Ted greeted him in his locker room with dim lights and candles.
"...what's this?" Cody asked as he walked in.
"Your deepest fantasy..." Ted breathed into his young lover's ear as he came from behind.
Cody bit his lip...but it wasn't Ted that was arousing him. He replaced Ted's voice with the voice of the man he yearned for so much. "Keep talking..." Cody requested from Ted.
"Do you know how long i've waited to do this?" Ted continued to whisper as his hands explored Cody's bare chest.
"Mhmm..." was Cody's only response.
Ted breathed heavy into Cody's ear, "My sweet Coddles, my perfect man..."
At that moment, Cody's fantasy was over. Ted was the only man that called him "Coddles". Cody hit reality with a firm whack, and the arousal was over. He pulled away from Ted's grasp and proceded to the shower, preferably alone.
"Cody? Do you want me to join you?" Ted timidly asked.
"No." Cody quickly replied.
Ted walked out of the younger brunette's locker room, feeling slightly rejected. Until he ran into the man...the man that Cody had craved for weeks now...
"You ok, man? I mean, it's probably none of my business...but..." Mike calmly questioned
"I'm losing the love of my life. Of course i'm not ok, dumbass." Ted half-heartedly responded.
Mike didn't know what to say at that point. He had pretended he didn't hear anything and walked away, guilt seeping into him like a sponge. While Mike was talking to Ted, Cody used that opportunity to sneak away. As Mike walked, already more than half-way down the hall, something pulled him into the nearby janitor's closet.
"...what..the..?" Mike muffle
"Shhh...it's me, Cody. Be quiet." Cody whispered, silencing his addiction with his own lips.
Confused, Mike pushed Cody back, whispering angrily, "What the hell are you doing?"
"I miss you." Cody quietly said, sorrow and regret clearly imminent in his tone.
"You think pulling me into a closet is gonna help? That I'll forgive you just like that?" Mike questioned as he raised his voice a little.
"Shhh...and yes, I did, I guess. I don't know." Cody whispered.
Mike smiled, and sighed. "You're right." That's all he said before he pushed Cody against the wall, kissing him passionately.
Cody quietly moaned against Mike's lips sending shockwaves down both of their bodies...increasing the friction between them.
Mike slipped his hand into Cody's shirt while nipping at his neck making the younger brunette moan for more...to be taken right then and there in the closet. Mike felt the request being sent to him...
"Mike...ohhhh god...yes..." Cody moaned as the man he had desired for so long was on his knees and making him feel good, making him feel complete.
Mike lapped away at the pulsing flesh before him, sucking deep, bobbing his head up and down, digging his fingers into Cody's inner thighs as Cody moaned his appreciation. Cody was so lost in pleasure and in the moment that he didn't even notice that Mike had left him, pants down, alone in the closet.
A couple seconds later, Cody whined in disappointment when he realized he had been left alone...AGAIN. He reluctantly pulled his pants up, fixed his hair and tried to regain his composure as he stepped out of the closet, no sign of Mike or Ted either...
Once Cody got back to his locker room, he squealed with excitement when his phone displayed: "(1) Text Message from Mike". It read:
"U Either Pick Me or Him, i'm tired of playin' these games. :("
His excitement quickly died down and despair took its place. He loved Ted, but Mike had taken a new place in his heart. What would he do?
He paced around his hotel for the past 2 hours, he couldn't decide. It was simply too hard of a decision. Then, his phone went off, displaying: "(1) Text Message from Teddybear"
"You up for a little Italian tonight? My treat. =)"
Cody texted him back:
"I'm not sure, I'm not feeling too good."
"C'mon, I know you haven't been yourself lately, this is just what you need. A date night, just me and you."
"Alright, pick me up in an hour?"
"Deal. =D"
An hour passed and Ted came over as promised to pick up Cody. They were going to Olive Garden, one of Cody's favorite places.
"So, what made you decide to do this?" Cody asked.
"In all honesty, you've been kind of cold to me lately, so I figured just me and you time would make things better." Ted half-heartedly smiled in Cody's direction.
Once they got in, they sat down and they ate, but Ted had a special surprise in store for Cody.
"Bring him the chocolate cake." Ted ordered as he winked at the waitor.
"Chocolate cake?" Cody asked, wide-eyed and curious.
"You'll love it, I ordered it 'special' for this occasion." Ted sweetly replied
As soon as they brought it out, Cody dug into it, biting down on an extremely hard object and pulling it out. His facial changed from :) to :O in a split second. Cody couldn't believe it...was that...A RING?
"Cody...I love you, and I wanna spend my life with you." Ted bluntly stated, smiling.
Cody couldn't find any words to speak and had to get away. In a flash, he got up and ran outside as far and as long as his legs would take him. It was raining so his hair and suit was getting soaked. He went into the train station so Ted wouldn't be able to find him. He cried, as the rain came pouring down upon him, wishing Mike was here to tell him it would be ok, but the realization that he had finally hit him that due to his selfish reasons, he had lost Mike forever, and he began to bawl his eyes out even more. Cody came to the conclusion that no one loved him or cared enough to look for him, so he went out on the sidewalk and just laid there, convinced he was going to die there. He was getting soaked and the cold cement didn't help either, but he just continued to lie there, wallowing in his own self-pity with the rain coming down even harder than before. All he wanted was Mike, and it killed him knowing he had messed that up forever.
10 minutes had passed and someone had found him, lying on the concrete, and half-conscious.
"Cody? Oh my God! What are you doing on the street?" The person picked Cody up and placed him inside the car taking him to safe ground.
The next afternoon, Cody awoke, it was 3:01 P.M, it looked to be a hospital he was in, and his chest hurt, he became alarmed and started squirming.
"Cody, Cody, calm down, it's fine. I'm here." That was the voice that Cody knew all too well, and made his stomach coil like no other.
Cody looked up and saw those beautiful eyes of the Awesome One, the man he had loved so much. He felt himself blush as Mike's lips brushed against his forehead.
"Wha-What happened?" Cody asked, still feeling dizzy.
"Apparently, you laid out outside on the concrete in the pouring rain for a while, and now you have a pneumonia." Mike calmly explained.
Cody groaned in pain. Mike ran his hand through Cody's slightly wet hair and smiled, making Cody smile weakly.
Monday Night RAW: Seattle, Washington. October 12, 2009.
"I'm sorry, Ted." Cody said.
"Why? I thought..." Ted said, confused.
"I'm in love with someone else." Cody blurted out.
Wide-Eyed, Ted asked: "WITH WHO?"
"It's Mike. He just...he makes me feel like a 14-year old girl when i'm around him, I get butterflies whenever someone mentions his name, and I miss him like crazy if I don't talk to him at least twice a day."
"That's fine. I'm not bitter, but if he hurts you, I WILL HURT HIM. Got it?" Ted sternly replied.
"Got it. Thank you Teddy." Cody smiled as he hugged Ted closely.
An hour or so later...
"Hey there, you sexy beast." Mike growled into Cody's ear, coming up from behind.
"Hey," Cody replied, twisting around to kiss him, "Congrats on your match."
"Psshh, it was nothing." Mike smirked as he continued to hold his young mate.
"I love you Michael Gregory." Cody happily cried.
"...and I love you Cody Rhodes." Mike smiled as he happily embraced Cody.
They embraced and at the same time, they said: "I never thought I'd fall for you..."
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miz & cody forever!! *-*