A/N: Co-written with RockyGirl19.

A/N 2: I would like to thank all of my readers and reviewers. I hope you guys like this one as much as you loved the other stories.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or any song lyrics that is used as a muse. I also do not own the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.

Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).

Chapter One

Cena stood by as he watched the trainer examine Mike's leg. He chewed on his thumb nail waiting for an answer. Alex came in and stood by the Champ. No words passed between them; one was angry and the other worried. Both men just watched.

"Okay, Mr. Mizanin," the trainer began, "it looks like you might have a sprained your ankle. It looks like a grade two sprain. You're going to need rest, use ice to reduce swelling, compression, and elevation. You're going to be out of commission for about a month."

John groaned and pulled his baseball cap down to cover his face as Alex glared at him. Mike sighed and nodded.

"Here are some crutches for you." The trainer handed him the supports. "When you're done, just give them back."

"Thanks," Mike said as he stood up with the help of his crutches.

"Welcome."

Mike walked out with the two men trailing behind him. He made it to his locker room and went in.

"Baby, I'm sorry," Cena said. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's okay," Mike said. "Accidents happen."

"But..."

"Hush," Mike urged. "So, I'll be out for a month. It's alright."

John nodded.

Mike sat down and lifted his sprained ankle onto a table which Alex placed a pillow on for comfort. Mike rubbed his eyes and thought for a moment.

"Do you need me to get you anything?" John asked.

Mike shook his head.

Cena nodded and went to gather Mike's things.

"I got it," Alex stated. "Go and get your stuff ready."

Both men glared at each other.

Mike watched them. "John, the sooner you get your stuff, the sooner we can go."

Cena sighed and nodded. He left.

Alex went about and gathered Mike's stuff. He pulled out some sweats and T-shirt for the former Champ. "I can't believe you're still with him."

Mike rolled his head to the young man.

"This isn't the first time he's hurt you."

"Dude, it's the business. Accidents happen."

"Still, I would try my damnedest to never hurt you."

The older blond nodded. "I know you would. John tries every time we're in the ring not to hurt me. I've hurt him from time to time, but it doesn't mean we hate each other."

Alex nodded.

"What's on your mind, Kevin?"

The young man stared at his friend. "Did you just use my real name.?"

"Yeah. I know that there is something on your mind and I want to get serious."

Alex nodded. "Um...so I have a date with someone."

"Man or woman?"

"Man."

Mike nodded. "This your first date with a man?"

"No."

"Then what's wrong?"

"It's with Alberto."

Mike stared at him. "As in Del Rio?"

Alex nodded.

"That man as a bigger ego than me." Mike thought a moment. "You'll do fine."

"You think so?"

"If you can handle me, you can handle anyone."

Both men laughed.

The door opened and in walked Cena. Right behind was Alberto.

Alex gave a lopsided smile.

"Are you ready to go?" Alberto asked.

Alex nodded as he stood. "I just need to get my things. Bye, Mike."

"Bye," his friend said.

The two men walked out.

Cena placed his things down. "Do you want to shower together before we leave?"

Mike stared up at him and nodded.

John took the bandage off the younger blond's foot. He took Mike's right boot off and stood him up. He pulled down the young man's trunks and carried him to the shower. John quickly undressed as Mike set the shower. They stood under the water with John hugging the young man.

"I'm very sorry," Cena apologized again.

"It's fine," Mike said. "Before we get to the hotel, can we stop by a Wal-mart or Kroger to get some Aleve or something."

"Yeah, baby. I'm going to take good care of you while you're out."

Mike chuckled. "You always do."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Cena walked around Kroger gathering things for both Mike and him. He was thankfully that it was late. He did not want to keep his baby waiting longer than he had to. John got a large bottle of Aleve for Mike. He also got some cookies and chocolate, a tube of Icy Hot, Ace reusable cold compress, more bandage wraps, toothpaste, deodorant for Mike and himself, and some fruit that Mike loved. He made his purchases and went back to the vehicle.

Mike was asleep and John smiled. He climbed into the driver's side and drove back to the hotel. He felt really bad for hurting his boyfriend. He knew injuries happened in their line of work. Hell, even death if a person landed wrong or received a blow to any area of the body. Cena did not like going against Mike, but it was their job. They were entertainers and right now, their feud was a big thing just like R-Truth's feud with Cena and Alex's feud with Mike.

"You're thinking too hard," Mike mumbled.

"You know me," Cena replied.

"Stop beating yourself up. It was an accident."

"You know me. I hate hurting you."

Mike rubbed the back of Cena's neck. "I know. What took you so long?"

"I had to get some things. I got you some Oreos."

Mike smiled. "You know that's bad for me."

"I don't care. I'm going to pamper you until you get better."

The younger chuckled. "You always pamper me."

"And I love doing it." He grabbed Mike's hand and kissed it.

They drove on in silence. John soon pulled into the hotel parking deck and helped Mike out of the car. He grabbed their things and their purchases. They made their way to the elevator and to their room. John opened the door and let Mike enter. The younger went to the couch and laid down. John placed their things up and put the items away.

"I also got you some strawberries," John stated.

"Thanks, babe," Mike said.

"No problem."

John came over. He moved Mike's feet out of the way and sat down. He took hold of Mike's sprained ankle and unwrapped it. He carefully massaged his foot and calf. He slowly and carefully rotated Mike's ankle.

Mike let out a low hiss.

"Sorry, baby."

Mike nodded.

"Ready for bed?"

"I would like some strawberries first."

John smiled and wrapped Mike's foot and ankle again. John placed a cushion onto the coffee table and placed Mike's left foot on it. He got up and got the strawberries out. He washed them and let them dry. He looked for the disposable bowls that they had from a day or two before. He got one out and cut up the berries. He went to the mini-fridge and got a can of whipped cream. He topped the strawberries, placed a plastic spoon into the bowl, and handed Mike his snack.

The younger smiled at him. "Thank you."

"Welcome." John went back and cleaned up the kitchenette before sitting back down next to his boyfriend.

Mike slowly ate as he enjoyed the sweet tart taste of the berries. He fed some to Cena.

"I can't believe we still had any whipped cream left," Mike said.

Cena snickered.

Mike grinned at him. He finished up and John threw away the bowl. Cena came back and Mike snuggled into his muscular arms. They watched a bit of TV before Mike yawned.

"When are we supposed to leave?" Mike asked.

"Thursday morning," Cena answered.

"Yeah...I'm need some painkillers, baby."

Cena kissed his forehead, got the pills and water, and sat back down. Mike took the pills and settled back down.

"You want to go to bed?" John asked.

"Not really but okay."

Cena stood and helped Mike up. He carried his injured boyfriend to the bed and laid him down. He quickly undressed, crawled under the covers, and pulled Mike to him.

"I love you, sweetheart," Cena said.

"Love you too, Jarhead."

Cena growled and nipped at Mike's neck. He began to nibble and suck one Mike's earlobe. Mike moaned and turned his head so he could kiss his boyfriend.

"We need to rest," Mike said.

"I know," Cena replied. "I just like teasing ya."

Mike swatted his chest.

Cena kissed Mike's forehead and both men settled down to sleep.