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It's a night after they get their asses handed to them. It's not often it happens, but sometimes they take a few nasty bumps in the ring, which add up quickly.
Shawn isn't feeling quite right. His ribs ache from being stomped against repeatedly amongst many other sore spots, namely his head. Hunter can't be feeling much better, being thrown out of the ring and landing on your skull hurts like hell.
They're relaxing as good as they can in their shared hotel room. Chyna gets her own room because of obvious reasons. They find it easier to split one between themselves as it saves a little on money. She isn't watching with them as she doesn't find the movie her cup of tea.
Hunter leans forward to snag another slice of pizza before settling back against the headboard. Soda can in one hand, delicious slice of pepperoni pizza in the other, a damn good movie playing on an equally awesome TV, and the best friend a guy could ever want providing much-needed cuddles; what could be better?
"I'm telling you, there ain't no way that'd happen in real life. A weird dog creature thing eats all your dogs and then you figure out it's an alien from thousands of years ago and you stay. You don't get in the chopper and leave. No, you stay and die. Idiots." Hunter scoffs, shaking his head as the man on the screen dies horribly. "It's a pretty good movie, though."
Shawn nods in agreement, wincing slightly at the gore. He curls tightly against the other man, thinking of climbing into his lap. Maybe later, after they're done eating.
Shawn takes a bite of his ice cream, savoring the flavor with a soft hum of appreciation. He offers a spoonful to Hunter, who in turn, gives him a bite of his pizza.
Time progresses, both making comments every so often. It's the perfect way to end the night after what they went through earlier.
"Did you see that? Whoa, his chest just ate his arms! Cool!" Hunter tosses aside his empty coke can, grabbing another. Shawn discards his ice cream onto the nightstand. The scene unfolding on the screen freaks him out enough for him to clamber into Hunter's lap. Hunter easily excepts this, grinning at his best friend's slightly trembling form. He could tease him about it but doesn't have the heart. Not with the way Shawn's small hand balls up into his t-shirt and his breath tickles the underside of his chin as he attempts to make himself smaller. He wraps his arms tightly around his friend, shushing him softly. Shawn gives him a bone crushing hug, the noise coming from the creature unnerving him. He watches on though, turning in Hunter's grasp enough to see the TV. Just in time to see the head grow arms and burn for it.
"Ewww... That's so gross." Shawn wrinkles his nose adorably. Hunter laughs as they continue to watch.
The movie ends a while later, leaving them a bit thoughtful.
"That's one way to end a movie." Hunter nods, enjoying the unknown the movie completes with.
Shawn yawns loudly, exhausted.
"Come on, snuggle-kins. Up and at em. Go brush your teeth and whatever. I'll clean this up." Hunter picks him up enough to set him on his feet with a grumble.
Hunter makes quick work of shoving everything into a bag and placing it near the trash to deal with later. He shakes out the blanket on his bed and throws the pillows from Shawn's back into their rightful places.
Shawn comes back a while later, hair damp from his shower. Hunter had already washed up earlier, brushing his teeth and using the bathroom only takes him 5 minutes.
By that time, Shawn has rearranged the bedding to his liking and waits for Hunter to return, so he can continue to hold him.
"What, we sharing tonight?" Hunter questions, turning back the blanket on the mattress, waiting for Shawn to answer.
"We don't have to, but that movie freaked me out a little and I know I'd sleep better with you close by." Shawn bites his lip, looking up at Hunter through his lashes. He shifts slightly on the bed he clearly doesn't want to sleep alone in.
"Of course we can share. Come on, get in. You sleep on the outside, I don't feel like getting kicked out of bed tonight. Head hurts enough as is." Hunter jokes, slipping into bed, holding the covers for Shawn.
Shawn wastes no time cuddling up to the broad chest available to him. Hunter whispers goodnight to him, planting a kiss delicately on the long blonde, wavy hair. He drapes an arm over Shawn's smaller body, smiling at the return kiss to his bare chest. Shawn falls asleep quickly, tired from his rough day.
It's a good thing they have tomorrow off and can spend the day in bed watching old movies together. Maybe this time they'll invite Chyna. Hunter doesn't know though, he quite enjoys Shawn's undivided attention on himself as selfish as it is.
Hunter contemplates as he slowly drifts into a wonderful sleep.