Chris was grinning as he stepped back into the locker room. "The meeting with Vince went great," he stated happily. "Naturally he wasn't thrilled that one of his main eventers is going to be out for so long, but - " He stopped when he finally looked up and noticed his lover sitting on the couch with Kurt Angle, both looking tense and nervous. "What's up?" he asked, glancing between them, a frown curving his lips.
"Baby, I, uh," Hunter swallowed, glancing at Kurt. "I have a confession to make."
"Like what?" Chris demanded, his eyes narrowing.
"Well, um," Hunter sighed, "Chris, baby, I love you with all my heart, but, well, I've always had problems with, well, with being faithful," Hunter stuttered.
"And?" Chris prompted, his narrowed eyes now focused on Kurt, who was staring down at his lap.
Hunter took a deep breath. "A while ago, more than a month that is, I - " He swallowed and tried again. "I had an affair with Kurt."
Chris just stood perfectly still for a moment. His jaw was clenched in anger, yet tears were filling up his eyes. He suddenly exploded into action, running to Hunter and pounding his fists against the other man's chest. "You BASTARD!" he screamed, trying unsuccessful to blink away the tears in his eyes. "You fucking bastard! I - I've been completely faithful to you, and I've done everything I could to make you happy, and I'm carrying your baby, and you do this to me! How could you Hunter? How could you?" He broke down crying, pressing his tear stained cheeks against Hunter's shoulder. "I love you," he choked out tearfully.
Hunter closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around the sobbing blonde. "I'm so sorry baby," he whispered. "I'm so sorry. I love you so much Chris. You're the first guy I ever really committed to. But of course my mistakes had to come back and bight me in the ass." He sighed deeply.
Chris glanced up, still sniffing back tears. "What do you mean?" he demanded, shooting a poisoned glance towards Kurt. "Did this little WHORE make you tell me? Did he threaten you?"
"No." Hunter sighed, squeezing his eyes closed. "He's pregnant."
"What?" Chris' eyes widened, quickly narrowing as he glared at Kurt. "I bet he's lying! Just - just lying to break us up!" The pretty blonde wrapped his arms possessively around Hunter's neck. "He's MINE you little slut!" he yelled at Kurt. "He's mine and you're not fucking getting him! I really am carrying his baby! Even if you are pregnant, it's probably not even his! I bet you fucked half the roster just to get yourself knocked up so you could steal him from me!"
Kurt finally looked up, tears in his own eyes. "I didn't want this to happen, Chris," he whispered. "I'm not gonna lie and say I'm not in love with Hunter, but I would NEVER bring another life into the world just for the sake of stealing him from you! NEVER! Nothing would be more against the values I was brought up with! And it is his, I swear it! I wasn't with anyone for months before I was with him, and I haven't been with anyone since! I didn't plan this, but fate just decided to go over my head and do this, and there's nothing I do about it now!"
"Well go find some other guy!" Chris shouted. "Go find someone who likes dirty little whores like you! Go hook up with Rock or Austin or Taker."
"Chris," Hunter interjected, glancing worriedly at Kurt, who looked extremely hurt and about ready to start bawling. Chris and Kurt had been friends, and Hunter could feel the sting of the words even though they weren't directed at him. "None of us wanted this to happen, baby, but I have to take responsibility for my actions. I slept with Kurt, and I have to be there for him and the baby."
Chris stared at his lover. "You're serious? You're gonna abandon me and OUR baby for some cheap little double-timing slut?"
"No." Hunter took Chris' hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "I'll be there for you Chris, I swear I will. But I have to be there for Kurt as well."
Chris shook his head, climbing off Hunter's lap and backing away. "I can't believe this. Not only did you knock the little whore up, but you're asking me to share you with him???? Fuck that!"
"Chris!" Hunter cried, rising to his feet.
"No! Fuck you, you bastard!" Chris screamed, turning and running from the room.
Hunter wanted to follow his distraught lover, but he knew that Chris was too upset to listen to anything he had to say. He sighed heavily, sinking back onto the couch. Kurt glanced up at him, quickly wiping at his watery eyes. "I'm sorry," the brunette whispered. "I didn't want any of this to happen. I'm so sorry."
Hunter sighed again, patting Kurt's leg reassuringly. "It's not your fault," he told the other man. "It's my fault for being so stupid and starting our affair in the first place." It was silent for a moment, Kurt staring down at the floor dejectedly and Hunter gazing at Kurt's belly. "Did you talk to Vince yet?" Hunter asked at last.
Kurt nodded. "As of today I'm not gonna be wrestling any more, not until after the baby's born and I'm back in ring shape," he stated. "I'll still be doing a few run ins, but no bumps."
"Good." It was silent again. Then, hesitantly, Hunter reached over and pulled Kurt into his arms, holding him tightly. Kurt rested his head against Hunter's chest, his arms winding around Hunter's strong torso. "You're not a slut Kurt," Hunter whispered. "Chris is just angry, but he's angry at me. He didn't really mean it."
Kurt clung tightly to the father of his child. "I - I really hope he can forgive us," he whispered. "I don't want you to not be able to see your baby, and I don't want him to go through this alone."
"He won't." Hunter sighed again. "He's got friends who'll take care of him, even if he doesn't come back to me. I'll do everything I can to make this up to him, even if I don't deserve his forgiveness."
Kurt nodded, burying his head in Hunter's chest and taking a bit of
comfort from the other man's warmth. Hunter sat quietly, gently stroking
Kurt's back while he tried to sort through all the elements of his suddenly
turbulent life.
Next in the series:
Moving Along