The Breakup [brollins]

thirty-four

I frowned. What could the person mean by that? I knew that Seth had some secrets, that was evident, but what did this person know? More importantly, why were they texting me about it?

I stared at the notification. Seth's guess about who was setting it up started to make sense. These texts sounded like something Dean would do. I knew Dean disliked me, but I wondered why he would be texting me such strange things. The only other people that could know secrets about Seth are Dolph, Roman, Sheamus, and Cesaro. And something told me that they wouldn't be sending me those strange texts.

A strange thought came to mind of, what could I find on the internet about Seth? Besides his nudes, of course. What other secrets could he have that he hasn't told me about already? He has definitely shut down my curiosity multiple times, but I could see that he trusted me to a certain degree. It would be wrong to break his trust by doing some research. If I have come this far with him, I can dig deeper.

I sighed, deleting the text, locking my phone and putting it on the nightstand next to the bed. I hope hiding these weird texts from Seth wouldn't break his trust. Maybe I should tell him...

The rest of the night was boring, we went straight to bed after a tiring drive. That boredom, of course, changed when Seth woke me up in the middle of the night.

"Becks, wake up," he called.

I warily opened my eyes and turned to face him. I looked past his shoulder and read the clock saying it was 4 am. A slight worry fell over me as I wondered why he would frantically be waking me up after only a few hours of sleep.

"What?" I asked. The dim light from the moon flashing through the hotel window allowed me to see Seth's figure as he propped himself up on one elbow. "Are you okay?"

Even if I just saw his dark figure, I could feel his stare digging into me. "I can't sleep," he whispered, "you can go back to bed if I'm bothering you."

I shook my head against the pillow. "You're not."

"Alright," he replied, "I'll bother you then."

Although he couldn't see, I felt a grin appear on my face. He pulled some of the blankets off of him, revealing all the muscles he had possible. "I'm hot," he sighed.

Yeah, you are...

He reached across me to turn the light on and hovered himself over me, a smirk on his face. I stared at him for a few seconds, trying my hardest not to pull him onto me.

"Hi there," I let out a chuckle, "I think we should go back to bed actually."

He grunted as if I was the confusing one. He definitely was the confusing one, right?

He turned the light back off and went back to his sleeping position. After contemplating how bad I felt for minutes, I rolled over and wrapped an arm around his midsection, digging my face in the crook of his neck.

"Oh, now you want me," he huffed, his words making his throat tremble slightly against my lips on his skin. I hummed in reply before closing my eyes and returning to my deep sleep.

- - -

I woke up to a thin ray of light peeking through the slightly opened curtains of the hotel room. I sat up, the blankets falling around me as I discovered Seth still sleeping next to me. His light pink lips were slightly parted and his mess of hair was scattered all over the white pillow. I smiled at the calmness of the moment, but a text on Seth's phone distracted me. I couldn't help but reach over him and look at what the text said.

Cesaro;
Party soon?

I pursed my lips. I would have never thought that Seth and his lowkey group were such partyers. The remembrance of what happened at the last party we were at was still fresh in my mind. I wondered what he would say. I wondered what would happen if he went.

Seth's grunts made my head snap as I moved away from his phone.

"Oh, you're awake."

He shrugged, shoving the blankets off of him. I widened my eyes when his muscles were revealed to me again, somehow seeming to get bigger overnight. He smirked at my reaction. I glanced down to hide a blush appearing on my face.

He reached over to his phone, and I couldn't help but wonder if he would have told me about the text or just ignore it. He studied his phone for a few moments before putting it down and looking at me.

"Anything interesting on there?" I smiled at him.

He shook his head and the corners of his lips turned up. "Nope."

First shortish chapter of many... thanks for the feedback!