Wrestling Week

6| SAMI and FINN

Day Sixth June 29th // traveling

[I 10/10 saw the nickname Fergie being used in Bloodsens "Pieces" (a Shinsuke fic that y'all should totally check out because it is the bomb . com) and thought it was vv cute]

"I don't wanna move," Rami whined into the pillow.

"Come on," Fergal urged as he shook the gingers shoulders. "We got a plane to catch."

Groaning, Rami stretched out as he peered at Fergal with his half open eyes, "It's so early though."

Sighing, Fergal turned to the clock, 5:24. "Come on," he pushed again as he tried dragging Rami up this time. "We have to be at the airport by 6."

Moaning, and complaining, Rami dragged himself up as he went over to the dresser to put on clothes. "I'm so tired," he complained.

"Well whose fault is that?" Fergal laughed as he leaned against the wall, as he thought about the night before. Plus, he was already ready, as he had woke up earlier, knowing that one of them had to be responsible and be up.

Rami glared at Fergal as he tugged on his shirt, "Shut up Fergie."

Knowing that Rami wasn't really upset, that turned his smirk into a grin, "We should do it again tonight."

Rolling his eyes, Rami passed him as he tugged on a pair of pants and out to the kitchen where there was coffee made. "Don't you wish?"

"It's my biggest wish," Fergal laughed as he the pot of coffee from Rami's grabbing fingers and poured both of them coffee. Neither could be bothered to put in actual creamer, so they just drank it black. "So shouldn't you make it come true?"

"It's too early for you," Rami laughed as he tugged on his shoes.

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"It's too early for you," Fergal groaned by the time they were waiting to board the plane. The coffee had set in, and Rami wasn't asleep anymore. Which meant Rami was awake. Which meant Rami was happy. Which meant he was talking. And Fergal could barely keep up with it all.

"Come on, aren't you excited? I know I'm excited."

"We've been to L.A. before Rami."

"So? L.A. is pretty. Plus I'll be with you Fergie," he pecked Fergals blushing cheek.

By the time the two boarded the plane, Fergal was dying for sleep, and Rami was awake as ever. "I just want sleep," Fergal muttered as he leaned against Rami. Maybe waking up earlier was a bad idea.

Rami looked down at him, he was awake, and hyper as ever. "Oh come on Fergal. Fergie," he could not believe the man was out already. "You're the worst traveling partner ever," he pouted as he looked at the sleeping man.