The Cage was running weird hours, but at least it was open again. Not that Jesus would complain about getting to spend hours holed up with his boyfriend- boyfriend, Ty was his boyfriend- but it was nice to get back to work. Run some numbers, make money, work paying back Joe and Winnie. Even getting to fight was nice, because it let him work off energy that running with Flower didn’t take care of. Besides, the mist had cut down their normal clientel, so on nights when they needed a spectacle it never hurt to have Jesus or Javi jump in.
This was one such night, and Jesus was wrapping his fingers in preparation to vault up in the ring when he caught sight of the figure in the far corner, his opponent, and his heart stalled. Chad. What the fuck was Chad doing here?!
He didn’t even finish the wrap before he pulled himself up and strode over, smile brittle. “Hey
angel
, what are you doing here?”
@chad-redding
