Fighting This =LGBT= Sample

9 The Penthouse

By the time they got to the hotel Stefan was still feeling awkward. He kept his distance from Rage for obvious reasons but now he felt like he couldn't even sit beside Dane because of the comment Rage had made.

Would he think he was flirting with him? Would he get mad? Would he be disgusted? Stefan sighed as he tried to use he waited to get his key card in the lobby. He was standing behind everyone.

Shouldering his bag he got handed his card by Ace who threw his arm around his shoulders and ruffled his hair. "Oh god not my hair. You'll make it go fuzzy and I'll look like I licked a light socket." Stefan fixed it and felt Ace's whole body shake with deep belly laughs.

"Oh Mighty Mouse you are freaking priceless!" Ace laughed as he steers Stefan towards the Elevators. They all pile in the same elevator and Stefan gets pretty much stuck in a corner. The guys start getting loud and they are laughing and pushing each other. Getting pumped for the weigh in in a few hours and suddenly two of the guys trip over their own luggage and suddenly slam into the others and Stefan can see Bones with his huge hulk like body start to topple towards him.

He gasps and gets as far in the corner as he can when suddenly someone is in front of him shielding him from the falling man.

"Hey tighten up guys! We don't need a injury over something stupid!" Dane growled as he braced himself in front of Stefan with his arms trapping the smaller man in the corner.

Stefan feels his face heat up as he see's a bit down Dane's shirt to see the black hair on his chest and his scent swirled around him. He smelled like musk and spice and southern comfort. Oh shit. Do not get hard in an elevator full of MMA fighters. Do not do it! You will die!

Oh shit those deep green eyes were slightly dilated as they looked back down at him. "You okay Stefan?" Dane asks a little quieter.

"Uh huh." Nodding he adjusted his glasses and looked away from those damn fine lips, which smelled of Southern Comfort. "Thanks."

The other guys grumble as the doors ping open and they lug themselves out into the hall Dane backs up and picks up his bag. He glimpses him over his shoulder and moved out into the hall.

Stefan takes a few calming breaths and heads out into the hall to look for his room. Wait... Uh... Looking back up and down the hall he sees only one door. "Uh where are our rooms?" Stefan asked pushing his glasses back up his nose.

"This is our room Mouse." Ace called as they headed into the double doors of the pent house.

Stefan felt his skin drain of color. He was going to be sharing a pent house suite with a bunch of fighters...... "Fuck."