Broken Soul (for Wade)

Sheamus grinned, glad Wade couldn't see it. Instead of answering he curled up slightly, purposely sniffing so he sounded more upset.

Wade pouted, "I'll do anything to make it up to you babe."

"R-reallly...?" Sheamus asked, making himself frown before he rolled over to face Wade.

Wade nodded, "Of course. I didn't know that it was that much of a problem.."

"Yeh should know by know I can't stand that McIntyre fella who comes from that place." Sheamus said, moving closer to him.

"Ah, Drew does good business," Wade shrugged, "I don't know why you dislike him so much."

"Because. I just don't." Sheamus said, burying his face against Wade's bare chest. He didn't feel like explaining it.

Wade nodded, "Fine, fine. Tomorrow we can get this place back the way we both like it."

"Ok..." Sheamus said softly, kissing Wade's chest. He pressed close against Wade and yawned.

"Sleep," Wade comforted. "I'm not going to leave you."

"Good..." Sheamus mumbled, wondering if Wade was suddenly a mind reader. He relaxed and closed his eyes, quickly falling asleep.

Wade fell asleep peacefully for the first time in a long time.

It had been a while since Sheamus had slept curled up against someone instead of the other way around and he was enjoying it, especially seeing as it was Wade he was sleeping with. If it were up to him, he probably wouldn't have gotten up at all the next day.

If there was one thing that Wade hated most, it was being woken up to by a loud crash and the sounds of bickering. He groaned, forcing himself out of bed and dressing in a pair of jeans and no shirt before heading downstairs to where Justin and Heath were. "What the hells going on?"

"Justin won't share the mirror!" Heath pouted.

Wade narrowed his eyes, "Seriously?"

Sheamus groaned when he heard the noises from downstairs. He rolled over to where Wade had just been laying once the Englishman got up. He hated mornings almost as much as he hated being woken up.

"Justin share the mirror!" Wade grumbled rubbing his temples.

"Why should I Wade? It's my mirror!" Justin shouted back.

"But I need it to make sure my hair looks okay," Heath whined.

"You're hair is always done the same way!" pointed out Justin angrily.

Sheamus slowly sat up, able to hear every word of Heath and Justin's arguement even though he was upstairs. He shook his head as he got dressed, heading down to help Wade sort it out.

"Why can't you two idiots just use another mirror? There's plently around the place!" He growled angrily as he walked up to them.

Heath looked wide eyed, "But I don't want to use another mirror! I'd have to leave the room just to walk back in and that's a waste of energy that I could be using to do work for Wade." he batted his eye lashes.

Wade sighed, "Shea, you take this one. I'm to tired to play father today>"

Sheamus rolled his eyes, grabbing Heath's wrist to pull him close to make sure he was listening.
"If yeh don't walk to another mirror, yer goin' ter get fat from being lazy. I know you like eating sweets. Yeh wouldn't want that now would yeh?" Sheamus said to him, speaking quietly so only Heath would hear exactly what he said.

Heath's eyes grew wide and he shook his head, "I...I never thought of that." He whispered back to Shea before practically darting from the room.

"Thanks," Justin smirked.

Sheamus laughed softly, shaking his head as Heath ran off. "Problem solved." He said, turning around to face Justin and Wade, smiling.

"What did you say to him?" Heath asked.

Sheamus shrugged "It's a secret..." He joked, smirking.

"Oh c'mon the four of us never had secrets before." Wade laughed.

"Fine," Sheamus sighed, rolling his eyes. "I told him if he didn't walk to another mirror, he was going ter get fat..."