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WWE Fic: Santa Baby

Title: Santa Baby

Fandom: WWE

Pairing: WGTT

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Shelton isn’t gonna have a lonely Christmas.

Notes: For Angela.

 

Shelton lounged on the bed in his hotel room, his U.S Title perched on top of the suitcase on the mattress next to him as he hummed softly to himself and dragged a hand over his hand, rubbing his shortly shorn hair.

It was snowing outside, so hard that no one who had been staying in this particular hotel would be able to get out of the city to get home for Christmas. At least he wasn’t alone, there were other superstars milling around. He’d heard the Hardy’s earlier chasing each other through the hotel, but hadn’t been able to bring himself to go out into the hallway to see what was going on or even to join in on the festivities.

Hearing a knock on the door he rose from the bed, opened it and laughed seeing his best friend standing there dressed in a Santa suit.

“What are you doin’ here man?” He asked, stepping back to let him in he took the sack of presents his friend offered him and laughed, shaking his head slightly.

            Charlie grinned and slapped him on the back, tugging the hat off his blond head he took the presents back and removed the beard as well.

“I came to bring you tidings of joy,” he offered, stripping out of the rest of the costume standing in the center of the room wearing his jeans and t-shirt. “Actually I brought you alcohol,” he pulled it out of the sack, then a pizza box albeit a little warped. “And pizza,” he grinned.

            Shelton slapped one hand over his heart with a small smile, “A man after my own heart,” he told him, grabbing the bag he looked inside.

“You also got me lube and condoms,” he observed, nodding. “Both, very functional.”

            “I thought I already had your heart,” Charlie smiled as he leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips. “Now how about we put those gifts to good use?” He asked him.

            “Bring on the pizza and alcohol,” Shelton laughed as he was tackled to the bed.