A/N: Since today marks my 21st birthday, I have decided to give myself a present, which really isn't a present, but whatever. This was inspired by my friend and coworker Michael, who would not shut the hell up. This is supposed to be fun and simple. R&R. Enjoy!
Our Love
"Our love is like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich."
John's voice caught Randy's attention and he snapped his head back to his boyfriend and together they stared at the containers of peanut butter. Currently, they, along with Mike and Alex, were at the nearest Wal-Mart shopping. Well, Mike and Alex were shopping; John was too busy dragging his husband around the supermarket and looking around. However, this was the first thing that the shorter man had said that actually piqued his interest as it was so random and spoken quite loudly. Loudly enough for Mike and Alex to hear and, as a result, they started to snicker.
"What makes you say that baby?"
"Because together, we make the perfect sandwich." Oh, he knew that he was going to regret asking that question and he was right. Suppressing a sigh, Randy offered his husband of two years a brief, small smile before they continued down the aisle. The couple followed Mike and Alex to the next aisle and, clasping Randy's hand in his tightly, John stood and stared at the various items on the shelf.
"Our love is like a bag of Doritos." Randy wasn't even going to try and tackle that one. Squeezing John's hand briefly, hoping that that would stop the insanity before it got out of control, Randy led the way after Mike and Alex. They left the food section and walked across the front of the store, heading towards the bath and body works.
"Our love is like a Bic lighter."
"How the hell do you figure that?"
"Because of the fiery passion that burns within my soul for you."
"What makes you think I feel the same way?" John's exhausted blue eyes met his own and Randy felt like an ass for being so cranky.
"Would you have married me otherwise?" Nodding his head, Randy placed a quick kiss on John's lips before they continued. By this point, Mike was practically busting up laughing and Alex couldn't help but walk a little slower, dying to hear what nonsense would spew out of John's mouth next. They were all tired, but they needed to come here, so they did. At two o'clock in the morning.
"Randy, our love is like a sweater."
"That's nice John-John." They walked past the clothing section and, finally, they made it to the bathroom supplies. Randy was hoping that John would stop and just make normal conversation. Granted, not many things about his husband were 'normal' and that's why he fell for him as hard as he had. But even Randy had his breaking point and it was drawing nearer and nearer, especially since he was tired as fuck.
"Our love it like a box of tampons." Alex and Mike laughed loudly at that one and they turned around and looked at the older man.
"Tampons huh?"
"That. Is. It!" Randy tugged hard on John's hand and forced his husband away from the other two younger wrestlers. He was tired and all he wanted was to sleep. And John had finally made him snap. A smirk played across his lips briefly as he thought about how he'd make his husband pay for such absurdity.
"Jonathan Felix Anthony Cena, you are here by banded to the bus for the rest of the tour!"
"But Randy-"
"No buts!" Randy snickered slightly at that before he put his game face back on. "I'm tired; you're tired, and you need sleep. Lots of sleep. Now, come on, Johnny. Let's get you to bed."
"'Kay Randy." They exited the store and walked towards their tour bus.
"Hey Randy?"
"Yes, John-John?"
"Our love is like a tour bus."
"For the love of God!"
A/N: Hope you like it and I hope you found this amusing.