My Kinda Party

Shawn stood, "I get it, I get it. I'll leave..."

"No! Don't leave!" John said almost desperately before cursing. He couldn't stop, he couldn't get Shawn out of his mind. He really hated his love life right now.

Carter sighed, "Yeh don't have to choose. I don't mind sharing yeh with good old HBK."

"You really won't get hurt or jealous? Because the minute you are it'll be done..." John said. He'd loathe himself if Carter would get hurt by this.

"I won't get hurt or jealous, just as long as I get to join in too," Carter smiled.

John smiled and kissed Carter. "I love you..." He whispered, then glanced at Shawn. "...both of you. More than anything."

"I doubt that," Shawn and Carter echoed.

John chuckled. "Okay, okay. Look, Shawn... if Carter doesn't mind, you can sleep in our bed tonight."

Carter shook his head, "I don't mind. Not at all babe."

John smiled. "Good. Well, I'm tired and I wanna go to bed. See guys in there." He said before walking out of the room, leaving Carter and Shawn alone.

Carter smiled polietly at Shawn before turning his back and walking to lay down next to John, Shawn following him.

John was already half asleep as Shawn and Carter pressed close on either sides of him wrapping their arms around. He sighed. falling completely asleep.

Carter curled up against John, resting his head on his shoulder.

John smiled softly, feeling Shawn wrap his arms around him, spooning him. He loved his boys.

The next morning, Carter got up early noticing that Shawn wasn't laying behind John. He heard the sound of food being prepared in the kitchen and shuffled in to see Shawn fixing some eggs and french toast.

"You don't have to do this for us," Carter yawned.

"I know but he deserves it, ya know." Shawn smiled.

"I'm sorry about how I acted last night. I was rude and a jerk and you didn't need to be snapp-"

"Kid, it's alright. I've had people say worse things about me." Shawn laughed.

John awoke to the smell of food. He yawned and stretched before wrapping a black, silk robe that rode high on his tan, hairless, smooth thighs. He walked into the kitchen, smiling when he saw Shawn cook. "Mornin' tiger, you didn't have to cook. I woulda done it." He said, sitting on a stool at the island and crossing his lithe, sexy legs.

"Ah, I was up anyways," Shawn laughed, placing a plate of french toast in front of Carter and two eggs in front of John. He leaned back against the fridge, seeing what Carter would do. Johnny probably remembered the test of fortitude that Shawn had made all the original Tough Enough rookies go through. If you ate the junk food, you did double the work to lose it.

Carter smiled, "Hey thanks man!" before digging into the french toast with a fork.

John but his lip as he looked at Carter, wondering if he should warn him about the test. He glanced at Shawn, chuckling and shaking his head before eating his eggs. Carter would figure it out eventually. He remembered his time in Tough Enough. It was pure hell but it was worth it. Plus... he met Shawn out of it.

Carter finished his food and looked at Shawn, "That was damn good."

"I know. Now we're going for a five mile run."

Carter's eyes grew wide, "Um, no."

John bursted out laughing. "I'm sorry baby, I shoulda told you." He chuckled, putting a hand Carter's shoulder. "A Tough Enough rule of Shawn's. You eat junk food, ya gotta work twice as hard to burn it off. C'mon I'll run with you." He offered.

Carter mumbled something incoherent that rhymed with gun of an itch, before walking and taking two pain killers and slipping them into his pocket. "Yeah...lets go..."

John chuckled. He changed into basket ball shorts before meeting them at the door. "Let's run to and through Central park. That's about five miles." He said.

Carter whimpered, "Do I gotta?"

John smirked and looked at Shawn. "I don't know Shawn, does he have to?" He asked, chuckling. He felt bad for Carter but it was just too funny. This cowboy had no clue what he was in for when it came to training with Shawn.

"Does a caterpillar change into a butterfly? Now get your ass out the door!" Shawn said, snapping into coach mode.

Carter whimpered, jogging down to the elevator.