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A/N1- I have missed writing this couple, they are one of my absolute favourite pairings ever. I am writing them after a long time and I plan to continue writing them in future.
It was morning in the Cena household and the head of the family of two, John Cena was sitting in the living room and going through the newspaper. His wife of three years, Eve Cena was in the kitchen preparing coffee for him. After a couple of minutes, she entered the room and placed a big cup of steaming coffee on the table in front of him and left the room quietly. John absent-mindedly took the cup and gave a sip, the next moment he was spitting out the coffee all over the newspaper.
"What the...", John put the cup on the table and called loudly, "Eve...Eve...come here quick!", he waited impatiently for his wife to appear. Once he saw her enter the room, he exploded, "Since when do I drink coffee this strong and with so much sugar? What were you thinking? You can't even make a simple coffee properly", he fumed.
Eve was silent for a few seconds, then she let out a strained apologetic smile. "Oh, the last time I made coffee was for Randy yesterday evening, I totally forgot and mixed up, I will make you a new cup." She turned to leave but John called after her, "This is not the only time, you have been making mistakes a little too much nowadays...wait, Randy was here? What was he doing here, he is not even supposed to be in the town!"
Eve replied with the air of a person who didn't really want to talk much, "Yes he was out of town and returned yesterday and came to see me, I don't see where is the problem with that. And what do you mean I am making mistakes all the time?", she asked with little anger.
"Well Randy seems to be visiting you only when I am out, why is he avoiding me? And yes you are making many mistakes lately, the foods have lost their taste, you forget to run various errands, you continuously drop things, last week I was even forced to do laundry when you were supposed to do that, but you simply forgot. Not to mention you always seem to be lost in some thoughts." John listed off one after another, it was clear he was still frustrated about the laundry thing.
The think with Randy was a little complicated and John was mostly to blame for it and he knew it. No brother would want to continuously hear about someone fucking his sister, even if they were married and John was a reputed trash talker in the society. He always made fun of Randy saying how he was banging one of the hottest ass in his sister and that had led to even physical confrontations between them. Though John always said it as a joke, Randy was a hothead and did not hear about it. In recent times John had ceased to make fun of it but still Randy made extra precaution to avoid him at all costs. However both the men made extra precaution that Eve didn't know or hear anything of it.
"How would I know, you must have said something to piss him off, he was asking about you yesterday though. And I am perfectly fine, it is you who is acting weird, suddenly you have started picking mistakes from the tiniest things and I was sick that day, obviously you would know if you cared enough for me." Eve retorted with a sneer.
John decided to ignore the Randy part for now, "So it's suddenly my fault that you can't cook properly? It is my fault that you forget to do things? You say you were sick but you were definitely not acting like it. Damn, what the hell is wrong with you?", he asked loudly.
This time Eve plain shouted, "You are what is wrong with me, have you ever considered how you treat me? All the time you are in the house you go, "Eve do this, Eve do that, Eve bring this, Eve you make that, while you sit still on your ass. I can't even watch my tv shows peacefully because you are always watching those damn sports channels."
John was taken aback by the sudden burst from his wife but he did not show it on his face. He went for a weak comeback instead, "Well at least it is many times better than those horrible soap operas you tend to watch, it also educates people about health, fitness and exercises, something many people seem to forget," he said with a look as if referring to her.
Eve suddenly fell silent. She gritted her teeth and said slowly,"So you are saying that I am unhealthy, that I am not fit? Do you mean to say that I am fat?", Eve glared at him with a dangerous glint in her eyes as if daring him to agree with her.
John had regretted the moment the words left his mouth. Not even in his wildest dreams he could imagine his wife as fat or unhealthy. Eve had the perfect hourglass figure and was the envy of many of his friends' wives. He took great pride in the fact that he nailed her right in school and married her later. She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, period. However judging by how she was standing right in front of him and giving him the look, he decided to steer the conversation to some other direction.
"Goddamn woman, when did I say that you look fat? I just meant that watching sports is better than watching those soaps and reality craps that are fake and just plain waste of time." John threw his hands up in frustration. "Don't twist my words. And you are becoming careless in your works, you used to do everything perfectly before."
"Well", Eve started, her voice dripping with venom, "In that case you should've married someone who is perfect for you, because I for sure, am not one", she stormed out of the room.
John sat silently, breathing out a deep sigh and analysing his situation. For reasons right or wrong, he had pissed off his wife and didn't show signs of cooling down any time soon. He decided to stay away from her for the time being and planned on leaving for his work early.
John clearly his throat and shouted just so that Eve could hear him from wherever she was, "I am going to take a shower and leave for work early today", he just hoped she got the message that he wanted breakfast without much argument and quietly headed for the bathroom.
After about 20 minutes, John was all dressed and ready and entered the dining room. Eve was nowhere in sight and neither was there any breakfast on the table. He looked sideways and took a deep breath, "Is the breakfast ready or will it take some more time?", he asked raising his voice a little.
Eve's voice came from inside the kitchen, "There is no breakfast today, I tried but could not make you the perfect meal so I think it's best that you eat from outside", no person on earth could miss the rage and sarcasm dripping from her voice as she tried to reply as sweetly as possible.
John sighed inwardly, he knew he was at fault but was at least hoping to get a breakfast before leaving for work. Eve wouldn't even give him that much comfort. "Crazy bitch", he muttered slowly but nearly jumped out of his skin when a loud screech came from the kitchen.
"What did you call me? You thought I won't be able to hear it?", it was fortunate of John that Eve did not come out in person or she would have probably laughed at his panic act. He quickly thought of some lie but couldn't come up with anything good. "I mean, it would have been better if you made me breakfast anyway, you know that it's a long time before I get a lunch break and...", he was halted by the loud clattering noise of utensils falling on the floor.
"Stop bullshitting me, I am not deaf, if you don't get out of the house within one minute, instead of dropping this plates on the floor, I will be throwing them at your head", Eve dropped another something with a loud noise that she herself was at least not bullshitting her threat. John was mighty glad that most of their utensils were of steel and hence no chance of breaking, however he was definitely not taking any chances with his wife's threat though.
"Okay okay, I am leaving, I am leaving, no need to go all psycho on me", before Eve could retort or act, he hurried away, took his briefcase and with one last glance at the mirror, he came out of the house. He walked to his garage by the side, took out his car and drove off searching for someplace to eat first.
John drove mindlessly for a few minutes, thinking over the situation with his wife. He didn't know what or who started it but him and Eve were having problems lately. There was no loss of love between them though, it was just that they were arguing very much. They both or it was probably him in particular were catching each other's tiniest mistakes and blowing it out of proportion making it a huge deal. There had even been a decline in their sex life in recent weeks.
He decided to do the one thing he hadn't done in a long time, he planned on having a heart to heart discussion with his best friend about this situation. He took out his phone, scrolled through the names, selected the number and finally called his as well as Eve's common best friend Maryse Oullet Mizanin.
John, Eve, Mike and Maryse were pretty tight friends in school and the other couple had a significant role in getting them together. They had been best friends ever since. Maryse was a housewife while Mike was a travelling agent and mostly stayed out of home, but they were a very happy couple. John had always shared his problems with them before but hadn't talked to them in a while. He decided to take a chance this time.
"Hey Ryse, how are you? Haven't talked with you in a while. Is Mike at home?" John asked as he parked the car at the side of the road. Maryse replied that she was fine and that Mike is out of town with work again. "I really need to meet you today, will you be at home in the evening, I will come direct from work". Maryse said that it was fine with her and asked him about the situation, to which he replied, "It's not a biggie, just need to talk with you about Eve, you know, what is happening with our lives and stuff, but alright I will meet you in the evening today", with that he disconnected the call and drove off to finally have his breakfast before work.
A/N2- Hope you liked this chapter. This story is going to be three chapters long. Reviews are appreciated.
Sorry for the spelling and grammatical mistakes. English is not my first language.