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Warnings:...Does fluffiness count?
The first time John called him babe, it just slipped out. He didn't mean to, it just sort of happened. One moment he was hanging out with Randy before their tag team match, the next the word just came out. He had meant to say bro, he really did, but babe just slipped out and it felt so normal, so right. Of course, Randy wouldn't let John live it down, teasingly calling him babe back.
The first time he kissed Randy was on accident too, or at least that's what he told himself. He was drunk. Too drunk to control his actions, but not drunk enough to forget them the next day. He remembered being so drunk that Randy had to drag him into the hotel and up to his room, letting John sleep on the couch. He also remembered thanking Randy - or at least trying to thank Randy, although he was so drunk it probably didn't make much sense - and with his thanks came a kiss. It wasn't all that hot or steamy, in fact it was quite sloppy, but it was their first kiss so it was beautiful. Then John passed out.
The first time John said I love you was completely on purpose. It hadn't slipped out accidentally and he didn't say it on a drunken whim. He said the words as steadily as he could, but his voice was failing him from all the crying. John seldom cried, but he did an awful lot of crying that day. Randy was in the hospital, what else could he have done? John took his hand, begging Randy not to leave him. He pleaded for him to wake up. He said how everyone needed him, loved him. He confessed how he needed him, that he was his best friend and his everything. Finally he whispered those three words and that's when Randy woke up. It wasn't instantaneous, it was a very slow process but when he was finally able to, Randy ricocheted the words right back.
The first time they slept together, they didn't even have sex. Randy was well enough to be back on the road but still sore in some places. The bruises were nearly gone and his injuries had healed. John of course wasn't going to take any chances, giving Randy more than enough space on the bed. Barely even touching him at times. Until Randy rolled his eyes, said some sarcastic remark and cuddled up to John, getting as close to him as possible. They drifted off to sleep peacefully, feeling protected in each other's arms.
The first time they slept together was...perfect. Everything that could have gone that day had gone wrong. John's car broke down, Randy got slightly injured in a match, traffic jams galore, but when they finally got to their room everything was perfect. They had each other to wipe away the bad memories of the day. So the made love, and lots of it. It was probably the best sex John had ever had. He enjoyed the way Randy felt against him. The way the man reacted to his touch. Everything was right, everything was perfect.
Their relationship was full of many interesting firsts, but neither man would change a thing. If it weren't for those firsts, they wouldn't be where they are now preparing for their first I Do's.
A/N: This fanfic was actually the first time I've ever done a Cena/Orton pairing. I did it as a request so I hope WADEsJOHNsRANDYs Darkness enjoys it because they requested it. Thanks for reading!