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Matt was standing at a TV backstage, watching Hangman cut a promo when Swerve appeared next to him. Matt looked over at him, clearly confused.

“What? He’s cutting a promo on me. I wanna hear it.” Swerve said.

“Don’t you have a TV in your locker room?” Matt responded.

“Didn’t wanna walk. This one’s close.”

They sat in silence, continuing to watch Hangman’s promo. He went into detail about how violent he’d be in his next match against Swerve. His voice was getting louder. He threatened acts of violence that Matt had never even heard of. Matt bit his lip, ultra focused on the TV until he heard a voice.

“That’s fucking hot.” Swerve said.

Matt looked over at him. “What?”

“It’s hot. He’s hot. Don’t you think?”

“Obviously I think that. Why are you telling me this?” Matt was getting annoyed.

“Well, I was asking around. Wondering how you’d feel about sharing him for a night?”

Matt squinted his eyes in confusion before turning to look at Swerve.

“Let me stop you right there. If you even fucking LOOK at my boyfriend in the wrong way, I WILL burn down a house and make sure that you are trapped in it. Got it?”

There was something about Matt’s look and tone that seriously scared Swerve. He could tell Matt wasn’t joking.

“Yeah, okay- sorry-”

—

As if on cue, Hangman walked backstage. He saw Matt and walked over.

“Hey, baby. Did you like my promo?” Adam rested his hands against Matt’s hips.

Matt smiled, leaning up on his tiptoes to kiss Adam. “Loved it, you were so hot.”

Adam laughed. “I’ll keep that in mind.“

“Good.”

Hangman looked over at Swerve. “Hey, Swerve. I wanted to talk about our match-”

“Nope.” Swerve said, quickly walking away.

Adam looked confused. “That was weird.”

“I don’t think so.” Matt responded.

“Matt. What did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything.” Matt shrugged.

“Matt.”

“Okay, I may have just reminded him that you’re mine. That’s it.”

“How exactly did you do that?”

“He was getting too comfortable! He called you hot and asked if I would share. I told him if he looked at you in the wrong way, I’d burn a house down with him in it.”

“Matt! Are you insane?!”

“I. Don’t. Share.” Matt stared right at Adam, putting emphasis on each word.

Hangman couldn’t tell if he was scared or horny or both. He didn’t know how to respond and Matt could tell.

He hooked his fingers into Hangman’s belt loops, batting his lashes up at him. “Now, can we go back to our hotel room so I can show you just how hot you looked tonight?”

“Uh- my locker room is down the hall-”