The fundraiser would be over before he knew it, Hunter reminded himself for what felt like the millionth time and yet it did nothing to ease the growing tension. Time, it appeared, had given him the middle finger and began to slip by ever so slowly. And he was quickly beginning to lose his patience. Especially with the man before him and that slimy smirk that graced his lips as he not so subtly attempted to not only berate him by going on about the wrongs of violence, but he had the audacity to bring up the fighter’s injury. The one that may very well be the end of the career he poured his blood, sweat, and tears into. Literally. “Look, I –” He began only to be brought to a halt by the man waving his hand in Hunter’s face in a quick dismissal. Oh, how the fighter wanted nothing more than to smack that hand away and – No. He couldn’t. Balling his hands into fists, he attempted once more to slip out of the conversation, “Excuse me, I see – ” And for the fifth time he was interrupted, this time with a quick, “I have one more thing to add,” That was the last straw for Clarington. “No,” he growled out, stepping closer with his eyes narrowing angrily. “We’re done here.” The was, evidently, unfazed at first, his lips parting as though preparing to speak once more but Hunter took advantage of their height difference by squaring his shoulders and taking another step closer to look down at the man. “You’re done, you got me? Now turn around, scamper back to wherever you came from.”      

Hunter let a small smile dance across his lips, as he read over the last text message sent from the other male. Why they were texting while they were sitting in rooms next door to one another was beyond him, and in all honestly he really couldn't be asked to comprehend an answer that specific question. When Hunter and Cooper, usually ended up having their usual conversation, off where their relationship stood, and whether the other male still felt the same, it usually ended up with them arguing, and Hunter saying things he'd regret the moment he let slip, but he'd never apologize, but this time it was different there was no arguing, and Hunter had yet to say something that would make him loose the bet he had made earlier in the week with Rachel.

Their heartfelt conversation soon turned into a flirtatious banter, as their conversation dragged into a game of hide and seek, When Cooper had announced that Hunter was hiding behind the sofa, he let out a defeated sigh "You cheated." He exclaimed, before crawling out from behind the sofa and making his way over towards the cloak cupboard. When the other male joined him, Hunter couldn't help but chuckle, his phone long gone from his hands as they fell to rest on the older males waist, "Come on Old man, prove me wrong." He murmured teasingly, his lips scattering small kisses along his boyfriends jaw.