Phantom Pains [Seth Rollins]

0.6

Half asleep, as she was all too used to waking up early for work, and all too used to being with Jimmy whenever she wasn't working, Christina called him on Skype, only half remembering she fell asleep on the uncomfortable couch in Seth and Roman's room. 

She yawned, stretching, not noticing Jimmy answered.

"One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dream, he discovered that in bed--"  Christina yelped in surprise at the beginning, but quickly managed to fall into step with Jimmy's creepy voice.

"...He had been changed into a monstrous verminous bug.   The first thing he said was WHAT THE FUCK?!" They both screeched, falling into the rhythm of a rap song. They both burst out laughing, memories of high school years making them miss each other even more.

"Dude, it was like, what, seven years ago?"

"Yeah, when whatever the principal's name is said that we have to try harder and let us do creative homework instead of tests and stuff?"

"And we always turned it into lame rap songs," Christina laughed. 

"Until one day we stopped doing that--"

"And accidentally burnt the Chemistry class," she laughed harder. "That was so precious!"

"I know," he chuckled, missing those days. "We almost got expelled, but then you fucked that lawyer's son and we got away."

"Hey!" Christina defended, "I never fucked with him! We got second base before I met Logan and then Logan made him break up with me so he could win me."

"Which worked," Jimmy smirked, "even though you knew that what happened."

"It's not time to discuss it, it's time to--"

"Jimmy, where's my bra?" a yell was heard.

"Jimmy, you sly horndog," Christina smirked. "I only just left and you're manwhoring yourself again."

"What do you mean again? I never stopped." Christina giggled, hugging Noah close to her. "I dunno!" Jimmy called back to her, "did you try under the bed?"

"Jesus, Jimmy, just tell her you hid it in your 'I am a huge perv' box."

"It's not called that."  Jimmy whined.

"It should be called that, because this is the truth."

"I really don't understand why I miss you already."

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Seth, Roman and Christina decided to go exploring for her hotel room that was booked for that day as no one was supposed to get to the hotel besides Reigns, Ambrose  (and Renee Young, his girlfriend) and Rollins.

Christina never really has been to a hotel, so she really was trying to understand what was appropriate and what hotels had.

She was very excited to hear that there was a pool, so she rushed back to the room, putting on a swimsuit and a long black practically see-through dress, rushing back to the pool.

Roman said he had a feeling he'd get sick if he'd actually swim, so he decided he would be the adult supervision that both Christina and Seth so desperately needed.

Of course, he didn't want to go back to their room and be all alone, or God forbid look for Renee and Dean-- no, he was still too innocent to even think of even coming close to the two of them.

So he chose to watch random Mike and Molly's episodes while half watching over the two as they decided to splash each other  like two years old.

Roman had to admit it was a fresh change, to see Seth carefree as he looked at that day. His girlfriend, Zahra, seemed to be bringing him down lately, after each chat he'd have with her, his frown seeming more and more permanent.

"No!" he looked up from his phone, watching as Seth swam away from Christina, who tried to run in the water. "Seth, it's not fair!" she whined again, and Roman stood up.

"What did he do?" Roman questioned, making Christina turn to him with a frown.

"He took my shoe and is wetting it now."

Roman glanced between the two. Christina was pouting, Seth was cackling like a maniac on the other side of the pool, in the deep water. With a sigh, he walked back to his seat, changing the episode since he grew bored. He looked up once more when he heard a shriek, finding out Seth was now carrying Christina on his shoulder.

"Seth, leave the poor girl alone!" Roman lectured, plugging the earphones, tired from the noise the two made.

Christina pushed off of Seth, landing with an oof in the water, struggling for a moment before surfacing. With a glare, she shoved him, for him to shove back. It turned back into a splashing match, that stopped only when Dean, arm wrapped around Renee, walked over, asking "what's up?"

And at that moment, it was pretty damn clear what was up; Christina, that Seth once more picked up and placed on his shoulder.

"DEAN! HELP!" Christina called, but Seth just turned around to look at the two.

"Hey Dean, Renee, how're you?"

"SETH, I WILL BRUTALLY MURDER YOU IN YOUR SLEEP, I SWEAR!"

"We're good, what are you doing?"

"Ya know, hanging," Seth grinned, holding Christina so she wouldn't slip.

"Isn't it too cold for you to be in the pool?" Renee asked, slightly worried. "And shouldn't you leave the poor girl alone?"

"You sound like Roman," Seth scowled. "Fun killer, both of you," and so, he set Christina down. With an evil glint in her eyes, Christina went under, pulling down his swimming shorts.

Within moments his briefs were completely wet and he pulled the swimming shorts back up, glaring at Christina, who was laughing.

"Great, not it's completely wet."

"Well, it's pretty stupid to wear underwear to the pool."

"Yes, but it wouldn't be as soaked as it is if you hadn't pulled it down."

Christina stepped closer, cupping Seth's cheek with a mischievous look. "Well then, maybe next time you should play nice."

After covering the initial surprise, the glare returned as she climbed out of the pool.

"Hmm?" a hoarse voice questioned, and Roman sat up properly. "Did I miss anything?"