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wade john randy slash

FansofCenaton

JadeRose1

CenaRKO1986

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The morning's glow came brightly into the hotel room. Shinning its light into the superstar's face. All he could do was grumble and try too shielding his eyes from the bright light, but it failed. His ocean pools opened up, staring at the window. Cursing the sun for a few moments, before the blasting noise of his alarm went off. Grumbling again, he smacked his hand onto it shutting it off. John felt sore, his whole body ached. It felt like everything was a dream, but deep down he knew it wasn't. There was no way that all was an sick dream. Swinging his feet over on the bed, he could feel the plush ground between his toes as he yawned out deeply. "Fuck.." He hissed as he felt his sore body, standing up he straighten himself out and headed to the bathroom. He wasn't in view at all, Randy. John glanced around a bit making sure he didn't miss the viper but there was no sign of him. Sighing softly, he grabbed a towel and shut the bathroom door. "Ah! Fuck! Man! Oh my.. I-I'm so sorry!" He gasped as he turned away, hiding his face from the mere nude body of Randy. It wasn't like this was the first time he's seen him naked but still, with all of this… weird emotions within him this was just, odd.

"What's up with you John? Can't handle how god like my abs are to yours?" Randy snickered at the male and smacked his towel to his face, smacking John out of his thoughts. Randy chuckled once hearing John growl as he watched the larger male storm off. "Fucking Randy! GOD! How many times do I tell you! Lock, the damn door!" John hissed and went into the kitchen and grabbed an other bottle of beer, popping it open and taking a large drink of it. "Jeez, and you get on my ass about smoking." The viper's deep tone echoed into the room as he brushed his hair and wiped his face clean from the water which was on it. "Shut up, Ran! I'm fine; you take smoking to another level." John made his comeback and took a other large drink of the liquor in his hand. "Sure, John. Keep telling yourself that." And with that he grabbed his bag and waved to his friend. "Meet you in the hotel gym? Enjoy your hot shower." Randy winked at John which caused the superstar to gain heat to his face. "Shut the fuck up Randy! Get out before I kill you!" John threatens which caused the viper to merely laugh as he shut the door behind him.

John sighed deeply as he pressed his back onto the wall. This was so much, it seemed everything was back to normal between them but John knew better. It wasn't. He could feel his body reacting in odd ways to his best friend now. It was strange and fucking creepy as hell. He was married! Speaking of being married, he sighed some and he went into their room and grabbed his cell phone. After touching a few buttons on the screen, he dialed an very well known number which an very well known voice came from it. "Ah! Johnny! Baby, I saw your match! I'm so sorry you lost hun." Elizabeth's sweet voice echoed into the male's ear as John sighed to him. He could feel himself slipping away from Liz, he didn't know why. It just wasn't there anymore, the spark between them. It was gone, he felt empty, lonely and like something deep within his soul was missing. So the two thought a child would fix that issue, but now John was having second thoughts of it. He wasn't too sure, if that would fix anything between them. "Johnny..?" Her voice smacked him out of his thoughts as he laughed some and brushed his head. 'I'm sorry babe, I'm sort of still sore from the match. You know how that is. Yeah, but it's all good. I can't always win, ya know?" He responded which caused Liz to sigh. He could tell she wasn't happy for some reason.

"John, when are you coming home?" She questioned as John grumbled a bit. It wasn't like he didn't want to go home, he just rather stay here. Travel, around with… Randy. He shook his head again; he couldn't believe he was thinking of this nonsense again! What the fuck was wrong with him! Randy and he are only best friends, there's nothing… NOTHING between them. He sighed to himself as he tried to sound as happy as possible. "Uh, in a few days. We have a show in Boston and I'll come home and spend about two days there, and then I'll be back on the road again." John said as he could hear the non-happy tone within Liz's face, it was as if she wasn't happy about him coming at all. "Oh. Well okay, then. Let me know when you guys come in. I miss you so much, and even Randy." She giggled as he nodded his head some and agreed. "Sure, I'll bring him too, don't worry. Well I gotta go shower and head to the gym. I'll call you later tonight or tomorrow, okay?" John said, hoping to get off the phone as Liz happily agreed. "Alright then. Well I love you Johnny. Can't wait to see you." She said John return her response and hanged up after she did.

"Fuck, my life." Was all he said, as he grabbed his towel again and locked the bathroom door behind him.

Randy pushed up the weights with ease, giving himself a great work out but he couldn't be rid his mind from him. John Cena. Randy sighed some as he dropped his weights down, wiping the sweat from his forehead; this was all too much he could say the least. He wondered why he kept doing this to himself. It was something he wasn't going to admit to John, but sooner or later he knew he would have too. You see, Randy has always loved him. Yes his best friend. Even if he's married to Sam, and has his daughter he still loved them but not like John. No, John knew everything about him. John never judged him, never bashed him. John has always been his support in his troubled time of wrestling and even his own life, and just he knew John never felt the same about him. Since well he got married first after all. He could remember that day well, being the best man for his wedding. That was the hardest thing Randy had ever done, forcing himself not to speak up when the priest said so. All he wanted was John to be happy, but now that was getting harder.

Since this change with him, his emotions were getting to John. Unfortunate for Randy, John was his bounded mate. Every vampire had one of those. This would be John. Randy felt himself almost lost every time John had an open wound. His blood was toxic to him. The mere thought of it had Randy running his tongue along his lips, brushing against his fangs. "Damnit… John.." He hissed to himself, as he glanced around making sure no one was watching. There were rumors of Randy having sharp teethe, in the mere reason why 'The Viper' became his nickname for his character. IT WAS going to be 'The Vampire' but that the last thing Randy needed everyone to call him that. He felt his body go on edge, it was so hard to control himself around him. Around John, he could sense him. His scent was so deep and rich, god it was heaven to this sinner. Randy's cold eyes turned to see him, the creature of his fantasies walking into the gym. His tight grin on his handsome face as he waved to everyone in the room. 'John.. why must you do this to me.' He spoke to himself, as he watched John come up to him and grinned brightly at him.

"Hey bud, ready to work out?"

"Sure, John. Get on the bench and I'll be your support."

Randy's deep voice echoed out as John raised his brown brow at him and laughed. "You know, that sounds very kinky." John winked at him as Randy scoffed and smacked his shoulder. "Get your fucking ass on the bench now, Cena or I'm leaving." He hissed as John just merely kept laughing at his best friend's temper and placed himself onto the bench. Lifting up the weight with ease, John did his normal work outs while Randy kept his close eye on him, supporting him as always. "So, you know about your little secret. Is it cool? Could I become one as well?" John questioned, wiggling his brow at Randy as blue eyes rolled which made John's soft laughter come out again. "OH come on! I wanna know, tell me man! Don't hide it from me." John pleaded as Randy sighed again. "Fine, It's alright, just the thirst is annoying. If I don't have certain about of you know what in my system I'll go into a blood lust and well I'll kill anything to get what my body needs." Randy said, hoping not to scare him away from him. "Wow, man that's gotta be rough." John said, with his tone dropping some as Randy shrugged, letting him know he'll be fine about it.

"You know.. If you need blood. You can always have… some of mine..?" John said, as he felt his insides turn around again. What was up with this! Why was he feeling so odd about all of these things? Plus he couldn't figure out why his back was killing him as well. He didn't fall on the mat that much, everything was becoming so weird. So odd, it was as if he didn't understand anything anymore. "I-I.." Randy swallowed roughly; the mere thought of tasting John was driving him mad. He could feel his control over himself, the beast within him slipping. It was pleading, begging him to take what belonged to him. What his dark heart needed. But no, Randy couldn't. He couldn't betray John like that for his own needs and wants. His fantasies would never come true, Randy knew this. "What? Is my blood not good enough? I'm sure Sam's taste far better." He laughed some which made Randy's throat growl. John perked up to see him as he trembled his grip on the weight. "R-Ran?" He winced as he tried to keep his grip on the bar but it was slipping and that's when it crashed right onto his chest.

"Ah! Fuck! Ran! Get this off of me!" John pleaded but Randy's eyes told a different story. The mere thought of John whimpering and pleading for his help did more than one things to him. Randy chuckled somewhat which made John's eyes narrow as he yelled at his best friend. 'Earth to fucking Orton! Get this thing off of me!" He yelled but there was no effect on the viper before him. His eyes were in a daze, he wasn't himself or well John he could. They looked tainted, as if… he was lusting for something. It was getting harder and harder to breathe by the moment; he could feel his lungs getting crushed by the massive weight above him. Trying to keep his breath, he gripped Randy's hand and pleaded to him. "R-Ran!, R-Randy! I-I.. c-c..a-a..' John's voice cracked as his eyes were fluttering close, that when Randy broke his trace. At the mere thought of what belonged to him's life span dropping Randy gripped the bar with one hand and pulled it up as if it was nothing. Holding it high up in the air, he looked down at John with all the worry filled into his eyes.

"J-John! Oh fuck! Come on! Wake up!"

He shook his body with his free hand as he dropped the weight with an loud thud, luckily for Randy that thud popped open John's clear blue eyes to him. Randy's heart dropped back to its normal weight as he smiled down at his best friend, cupping his cheek in his hand. "Oh thank god. I'm so glad you're alright John. You had me fucking worried!" He growled as he soon noticed his sweet actions to the male as he pulled away and wrapped his arms onto his chest. Showing off his cold front to keep the male away from his urging heart. "I-It's cool… R-Ran.. Fuck, it just feels like the wind was k-knocked from me." He smiled to Randy, as he pulled himself up before feeling dizzy and falling backward. With a quick movement, John felt his back pressed into a cold arm and chest. It was relaxing to say the least. He knew that touch. Randy. "Hey, I'm not some… fucking princess to be saved man." John grumbled as he locked his deep eyes onto the colder pairs before him as Randy's smirk grew onto his lips.

"You might say that, but you'll my princess to protect." Randy's chuckle entered the room which caused John to growl at him. "I am not some fucking princess! My fucking manhood! Don't shatter it!" He tried to smack the viper before him, but it failed making him just dizzier than what he was before. "Shall I carry you, my princess?" Randy's eye brows wiggled which caused John to growl again and plus an embarrassment to come to him. He felt his chest tighten at how close the two were, this was getting awkward. He wasn't supposed to feel like this! "N-No! I can't walk." John argued back as he went to get up again, but fell back again. "Sure, you can princess. Let your prince take you back to your chambers." Randy laughed as John growled some more. "Fuck you, Orton."

"Mm, you know you want too Cena."

John had no idea how he found himself from that bench and now into the passenger seat of Randy's hummer. The two were heading to the air port to get to the next state for their next show. John could see the seriously look on Randy's face as he was focusing on getting them to their next place before they were late and made to make an other flight. It just made everything more badly for the superstar. He could feel himself grow nervous at the mere thought of the pair alone in the car. It was getting creepy to say the least. He could feel himself growing into those damn girls from the fucking novels, Liz would read. So was he coming Bella and Randy his Edward. Oh dear god. John felt himself get sick at the mere thought of that. He shook his head. How could this be happening to him? Why was it? Why was he starting to, he wasn't even sure with what this thing was. All he knew was he wondered if Randy felt the same. If Randy had his own troubling thoughts about them. They are and what has been happening to them in the past two years.

Two years.

Could this be because of Randy's change? John doubted it. He just hoped there would be an answer for all of this sooner or later. He didn't know how much he could take of this.

He was worried.

He was scared.

Because, how could you be straight one moment, be in love with your wife.

And then fell like, your falling in love with your best friend.

Maybe it was he was hypnotize.

That sounds right.

"John.." That deep voice called out to him again as John turned his deep pools of ocean over to him, locking onto that deep tanned face of the viper himself. "We're here at the airport. Get your fat-ass up already." Randy scoffed as he grabbed his bags and shut his door, handing his keys to the car boy for his hummer to be transferred over to Boston. John laughed to himself as he got out of the car himself, grabbing his belongings as he followed behind Randy. He had to be out of it. Randy was his normal self. There was nothing between them. Nothing at all. John agreed with this and headed off to the air port along with Randy.

'There's nothing between us. I love Liz. He loves Sam. I need to stop drinking so much.'