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Adam giggled and kissed Jay’s forehead, “Not as cute as you,” Adam replied; smiling softly. “Jay-Jay, I saw your match against Ziggler and your segment with him,” Adam bit down on his lip. “He’s coming after me, isn’t he?” Adam asked quietly. Normally, Adam would be full of anger at what Dolph had done to his boyfriend, but because he still had anesthetic in his system, it made him seem a lot more vulnerable. 

Christian sighed, running a hand through his hair. He honestly wasn’t really sure what Ziggler had in mind. For either of them, really. “I, uh…” he raised his eyebrows and scratched his head. “I really don’t know, Adam. I’d rather take him down in a tag-team match. Two’s better than one, and we can’t take him down one-on-one, anyway.”

Adam suddenly shook his head and turned around in his chair so that he was straddling Jay. Placing his hands on either side of Jay’s face, Adam bit his lip hard, drawing blood. “No, listen to me, Dolph is after me, we both know that, at Money In The Bank I’ll give him the match he wants-” Adam pressed his lips to Jay’s when the other man moved to say something. “Shh, I’ll be cleared to wrestle soon. His problem started with me and its going to end with me, I’m not going to let you run the risk of getting seriously hurt in a tag-team match because I’d rather it happened to me and not you-” Adam rambled on, the blood from his lip trailing down his chin as his hands travelled through Jay’s hair. 

Wow. Offense taken, Adam, seriously. Jay glared at him and almost smacked his hands away, but he restrained himself. “Um. If I want to wrestle, I’ll wrestle. You can’t stop me from facing Ziggler with you just because you say you don’t want me to get seriously injured. I’ve said it before, Adam, and I’ll say it again: I. Can handle. Myself.”

“Fucking hell, Jay, I know that! But you lost your match against him and I won mine! Clearly, I can handle him and you can’t.” Adam yelled, anger boiling rapidly. “Because forget the fact that you’re my boyfriend, you’re my best friend and I. Don’t. Want. You. Getting. Hurt!” Adam yelled, pushing himself forcefully off of Jay. At that moment, the doctor who had put Adam to sleep entered the room, raising an eyebrow. “Mr Copeland? You’ve been discharged. I need one of you to sign here and you’re set to leave-” Adam snatched the clipboard from the mans hand and shoved it at Jay. “He can sign it, I’m leaving.” Adam glared, removing his hospital gown so that he was back in his street clothes, before walking out of the room and towards the exit of the hospital, leaving Jay with the doctor. 

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Adam giggled and kissed Jay’s forehead, “Not as cute as you,” Adam replied; smiling softly. “Jay-Jay, I saw your match against Ziggler and your segment with him,” Adam bit down on his lip. “He’s coming after me, isn’t he?” Adam asked quietly. Normally, Adam would be full of anger at what Dolph had done to his boyfriend, but because he still had anesthetic in his system, it made him seem a lot more vulnerable. 

Christian sighed, running a hand through his hair. He honestly wasn’t really sure what Ziggler had in mind. For either of them, really. “I, uh…” he raised his eyebrows and scratched his head. “I really don’t know, Adam. I’d rather take him down in a tag-team match. Two’s better than one, and we can’t take him down one-on-one, anyway.”

Adam suddenly shook his head and turned around in his chair so that he was straddling Jay. Placing his hands on either side of Jay’s face, Adam bit his lip hard, drawing blood. “No, listen to me, Dolph is after me, we both know that, at Money In The Bank I’ll give him the match he wants-” Adam pressed his lips to Jay’s when the other man moved to say something. “Shh, I’ll be cleared to wrestle soon. His problem started with me and its going to end with me, I’m not going to let you run the risk of getting seriously hurt in a tag-team match because I’d rather it happened to me and not you-” Adam rambled on, the blood from his lip trailing down his chin as his hands travelled through Jay’s hair. 

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“Hi Jay-Jay,” Adam smiled, leaning up and placing a light kiss to Jay’s cheek. Adam took the material of Jay’s shirt in one hand, threading it through his fingers softly whilst the other hand grabbed Jay’s fingers and entwined them with his own. 

Jay leaned in and kissed him softly before grinning. “There should be a law against this,” he started. Running his fingers along Adam’s back, his grin grew as he closed his eyes and kissed him again. “Seriously.”

“Hmm? Law against what?” Adam asked, kissing Jay slowly whilst the hand that was originally on Jay’s shirt cupped Jay’s cheek. Adam leaned in and repeatedly kissed Jay, before running his hand through Jay’s hair and grinning when Jay’s hand ran up and down his back. 

“A law against someone being so cute,” he murmured, laughing against Adam’s lips. “You dork.”

Adam giggled and kissed Jay’s forehead, “Not as cute as you,” Adam replied; smiling softly. “Jay-Jay, I saw your match against Ziggler and your segment with him,” Adam bit down on his lip. “He’s coming after me, isn’t he?” Adam asked quietly. Normally, Adam would be full of anger at what Dolph had done to his boyfriend, but because he still had anesthetic in his system, it made him seem a lot more vulnerable. 

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“Hi Jay-Jay,” Adam smiled, leaning up and placing a light kiss to Jay’s cheek. Adam took the material of Jay’s shirt in one hand, threading it through his fingers softly whilst the other hand grabbed Jay’s fingers and entwined them with his own. 

Jay leaned in and kissed him softly before grinning. “There should be a law against this,” he started. Running his fingers along Adam’s back, his grin grew as he closed his eyes and kissed him again. “Seriously.”

“Hmm? Law against what?” Adam asked, kissing Jay slowly whilst the hand that was originally on Jay’s shirt cupped Jay’s cheek. Adam leaned in and repeatedly kissed Jay, before running his hand through Jay’s hair and grinning when Jay’s hand ran up and down his back. 

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Adam shrugged, holding his hand out to Jay. “Take this off? Please?” Adam begged, showing signs of frustration already.

“What, the needle? Or the bracelet?” Jay asked bemusedly.

“The needle, you bought me the bracelet silly, it hardly ever comes off,” Adam sighed, ending his mission to get out of the hospital. Pushing Jay back into the chair, Adam climbed gently onto Jay’s lap, sitting sideways. The gesture was completely innocent and - after making sure Jay was alright and he wasn’t hurting him - Adam buried his face into Jay’s chest. 

Jay, taken slightly by surprise, smiled and nuzzled his face against the top of Adam’s head. “Well, hello there!”

“Hi Jay-Jay,” Adam smiled, leaning up and placing a light kiss to Jay’s cheek. Adam took the material of Jay’s shirt in one hand, threading it through his fingers softly whilst the other hand grabbed Jay’s fingers and entwined them with his own. 

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Adam shrugged, holding his hand out to Jay. “Take this off? Please?” Adam begged, showing signs of frustration already.

“What, the needle? Or the bracelet?” Jay asked bemusedly.

“The needle, you bought me the bracelet silly, it hardly ever comes off,” Adam sighed, ending his mission to get out of the hospital. Pushing Jay back into the chair, Adam climbed gently onto Jay’s lap, sitting sideways. The gesture was completely innocent and - after making sure Jay was alright and he wasn’t hurting him - Adam buried his face into Jay’s chest. 

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Jay rolled his eyes and laughed. “As in, I won’t take you up on your invite. I’m perfectly fine just sitting here and reading a book.”

“Well…fine, seeing as though the doctor is done, we can leave.” And with that, Adam pushed the thin covers off of him and set to work on removing his bandages in record time. He shifted himself so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed, moving to jump down. 

“Wh— HEY! They haven’t released you yet!” Jay complained, trying to stop Adam but ultimately failing.

Adam hopped down off the bed and walked over to the heart beat machine. “See this pulse? I’m alive. Therefore I can leave,” Adam said, determined to take out the small needle in his hand. 

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Jay rolled his eyes and laughed. “As in, I won’t take you up on your invite. I’m perfectly fine just sitting here and reading a book.”

“Well…fine, seeing as though the doctor is done, we can leave.” And with that, Adam pushed the thin covers off of him and set to work on removing his bandages in record time. He shifted himself so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed, moving to jump down. 

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Jay pulled away before kissing Adam’s nose softly. “You’re blushing, Mr. Copeland. Should I take that as an invitation, or should I be concerned for your health?”

“Consider this an invitation, Mr. Reso” Adam nodded before smiling sweetly and moving to shield his face so that Jay could no longer see the light red shade on his cheeks. 

“Well, perhaps I’ll just sit on said invitation,” he replied with a smirk before leaning back into the chair.

“Wait…what?” Adam asked, thoroughly confused. Titling his head to the side Adam frowned and pouted slightly.