John arrived home around 1am, he'd told Randy that he was going for drinks with his brothers but in reality had scored a date with his Physical Therapist, Ashley. John really liked Ashley and wanted to take things slow. He'd been feeling pangs of loneliness lately and was starting to think that maybe it was time for him to get his act together and settle down. As a result instead of wining and dining Ashley in order to get her into bed John met her for drinks and a couple of games of pool at a bar. Of course that didn't mean the two didn't end up taking a late night stroll through the park. But, other than a kiss on the cheek goodnight John didn't make any progress and he was alright with that.
Walking in his front door John rolled his eyes as he noticed that all the lights were still on, it was something Randy always did when John was out. It was nearly as though Randy was afraid of the dark despite his claims that he was trying to make it easier for his friend. John wandered through the bottom floor of his house turning off the lights. Deciding to check up on his friend John ducked his head into Randy's room and smiled, Randy was sound asleep with Alex in his arms. They both looked completely at peace.
The next morning John was sitting at the breakfast in his boxer shorts reading the newspaper and pouring his second cup of coffee down his throat when Alex stumbled out of Randy's room.
"Morning sunshine," he smiled glancing over. John found himself doing a double take; Alex was wearing a blue tank top and matching short boxer shorts, she was gorgeous despite her hair being messed up. John mentally kicked himself, he was starting to think about Alex in ways no man should ever think of his best friend's girl.
"Coffee?" Alex grunted causing John to have to bite back a laugh as he pointed to the coffee pot.
"Cups?" She hissed causing John to jump up and get Alex a cup. He was quickly learning that messing with or engaging in conversation with before-coffee-Alex was a very bad idea.
John watched as Alex gulped a cup of coffee before pouring another one and doing the same.
"Oh, good morning," she smiled at John before grabbing another cup and filling it, taking both freshly filled cups back into the bedroom.
"Coffee," Alex said putting Randy's cup down and flicking the man's nose.
Alex received a response of garbled rubbish,
"You want John to stick what where now? Is that even possible?"
"When you know John as long as I have you'll know that anything is possible," Randy muttered still not opening his eyes, however he did roll onto his back stretching out his arm searching for the coffee. Alex bent down and smirking pushed the cup just out of the man's reach. Alex had learnt of Randy's morning attitude when they'd stayed together in Minnesota and just as much as she hated people screwing with her before coffee she loved screwing with Randy.
"Damn you girl!" Randy cried exasperated as he pulled himself up and looked for his coffee, "I hate you," he muttered as his hands finally took hold of his coffee.
"So then why am I here?" Alex smirked attempting to push the niggling thoughts out of her head. He said he hated her? She had pushed things too far; he was going to kick her out. She tried to stop the thoughts but they had already over taken her mind.
"To bring me coffee," Randy sighed, putting his drink down, "and because, I just can't get you off my mind." Randy reached out and took hold of Alex pulling her onto his lap.
"No, you just want the coffee don't you?"
"Hun, I can get John to bring me coffee. But there is nothing like waking up next to you,"
"Well you could wake up next to John," Alex smirked. The negative thoughts running through her mind were beginning to fade.
"Wake up next to him? Hell no! You'd be scarred for the rest of your life, trust me I know." Randy smiled and reached up to caress Alex's cheek. He lent up slightly and pulled Alex down in a quick kiss.
Alex pushed the last negative thought out of her head, at least temporarily, and nervously deepened the kiss, hoping that Randy wouldn't push her away. Instead he returned the kiss with even more passion.
"ORTON, would you PLEASE close your door? I have NO interest in seeing you two going at it,"
"Screw you Cena," Randy called back as Alex dropped her head on his chest in embarrassment.
"Maybe when you're not so busy" John popped his head and waved at his friend, "Aw, Alex don't be embarrassed. At least you have clothes on," Randy grabbed the closest object and hurled it at John hitting the door when John quickly pulled it closed.
"YOU OWE ME 5 for that cup!" John called through the closed door with laughter in his voice.
Alex rolled off Randy in embarrassment; she couldn't believe that John had caught them making out.
"Hey, it's alright. John's just being a dork. I've walked in on him during much worse situations. Trust me, that's another thing that you never want to see. Actually you know what? I think I could make some shrink a fortune with the amount of things he has tortured me with," Randy asked putting his arm around Alex and letting her curl up against him.
After a couple of minutes they began to drift off again. The coffee, while affective wasn't enough to keep them awake when they were curled up together. John gave them another half an hour of quiet; he knew that he had completely ruined Randy's chance of getting action. But, it was going to be a tough day for his friend and he needed the time with Alex.
Deciding to air on the side of caution John knocked on Randy's door,
"GET LOST!" Randy yelled at his friend.
"I'd love to, but you two have got to get up!" John replied pushing open the door. He decided that they'd had enough time to separate from whatever 'awkward' situation they may have gotten themselves into.
"Cena, would you please put a shirt on? You don't want to blind Alex now do you?" Randy asked pulling himself into a seated position.
John looked down and saw broken pieces of the cup that Randy had thrown earlier; stepping over them he walked over to the bed and sat down.
"I work shirtless it's not like she hasn't seen it before."
"Yea, but you're so damn pale in real life. Anyway why the hell are you disturbing us?"
"Because I have to drop someone off at the doctors, and then go to physical therapy, then pick said someone up from the doctors and probably get made to buy them lunch. So hurry your ass up!"
"Why don't you just let Randy take himself to the doctors? I'll go with him and make sure he goes," Alex asked.
"Because you don't know the way and he'll trick you out of going. I'm going to go finish getting ready. We have to leave in half an hour," John hissed getting annoyed. He turned and headed out of the room,
"Oh and clean this crap up before that girl of yours cuts herself!" John said slamming the door behind him.
Randy dropped back down and covered his eyes sighing. He felt Alex move beside him and quickly realized she was getting up to clean the mess. Randy grabbed her arm and decided to demonstrate some level of chivalry.
"You go and have a shower, I'll clean that up," Alex looked down and smiled at Randy's exasperation. Carefully she leant down and gently pressed her lips against Randy's before heading to the shower.
When Randy heard the bathroom door closed he got up and began to clean the mess. He couldn't help but smile as he picked up the ceramic pieces. The last few hours had been perfect and waking up with Alex was the best feeling in the world. Ever since Randy made eye contact with Alex at the airport things had been just right. Somehow being around Alex made the horrible things disappear. Randy could deal with his shoulder, fighting with his father and John being a real jackass when Alex was around. It scared him slightly, Randy already knew that he was completely smitten with the woman but he wondered if he was becoming reliant on her.
Alex got into the shower grinning ear to ear, she never smiled but around Randy she couldn't help herself. Even John was making her smile, for once she wasn't being treated like one of the guys. The two men were treating Alex like royalty, though at the same time they embarrassed and teased her but it was nice. At dinner John had quickly discovered how to make Alex blush and since then had made it his mission to get the woman to blush as much as humanly possible. According to John, Alex looked, "absolutely adorable" when she did.
Alex soon moved her thoughts from John to Randy, the man who had invited her to the mad house. Randy made her smile, he treated her like a goddess but at the same time always seemed to turn into a nervous teenager around her, a feature that Alex found endearing. Touching her fingers to her lips Alex couldn't help but smile yet again. She had never kissed someone like Randy before and deep down there was the undeniable excitement of having kissed WWE Superstar Randy Orton. Kissing Randy was definitely something Alex could get used to.
Alex just about dropped the soap when expletives rang throughout the house. By the time Alex had turned off the tap, wrapped a towel around her waist and ran to search for the noise John had ran on the search as well. They found Randy in the doorway holding his left hand, which was bleeding profusely.
"Dude, get over a sink! You're bleeding on the carpet!" John admonished his friend as he began to worry about the amount of blood coming from his friend's hand. Alex grabbed Randy's hand and took him over to the sink beginning to wash out the cut.
"How the heck did you do this?"
"I was… picking up the pieces of… cup, ow… I put my hand down for balance… and… put piece… ow, ow, ow… through hand," Randy explained gasping in pain. Randy may have cut himself on a regular basis for work but he wasn't a big fan of pain, besides he swore that hand cuts hurt the most.
"Here are the band-aids or do you think he'll need stitches?" John asked grateful that there was a woman around, especially one who apparently knew what to do in these situations.
"I think he'll be right, he's just being a big baby," Alex smiled at Randy and winked at John before pulling Randy's hand out from under the flow of water.
"Do you have any tweezers and antiseptic?" She asked John after looking at Randy's hand and shoving it back under.
John searched the first-aid kit for some tweezers. Sure Alex had said that Randy was just being a big baby but there had been so much blood and generally when there was that much blood at work it meant concussion watch. Of course, John knew that there wouldn't be concussion watch for a hand injury but he was still worried.
Finding the tweezers and antiseptic he sighed, only Randy could cause so much drama. As John turned back to Alex he noticed that she was wearing nothing more than a towel and was still wet. John couldn't help but smile then mentally kicked himself, yes Alex was fun and gorgeous but she was Randy's and there was no denying that Randy was head over heels for her.
John automatically pushed his thoughts to Ashley; once upon a time he would have jumped at the chance of Alex, no matter who she was dating. But, John was growing up and Ashley was this completely wonderful woman that he didn't want to risk losing. Nor did John have any desire to betray his best friend.
"Grab me a dish towel please John," Alex asked as John put the tweezers and antiseptic beside her. He grabbed a towel and handed it to Alex as she pulled Randy's hand out of the water. As she began to pat dry Randy's hand he introduced Alex to a few choice words, that despite growing up around so many boys, she had never heard before.
When Alex was focusing on his hand Randy looked up and made eye contact with John. He smirked and winked at his friend. John realized then that the injury didn't hurt as much as Randy was making out. Randy was faking the extent of pain so that Alex would baby and look after him and so far it was working like a charm.
While Randy was paying attention to John Alex had caught him winking and was well aware of the stunt he was trying to pull. Randy still wasn't paying attention to Alex when she grabbed the tweezers and shoved them in the wound to pull out a piece of ceramic. Randy screamed in shock, not expecting the pain that came with the invasion of the wound causing both Alex and John to burst out laughing.
Randy pouted as he realized that he'd been caught out and just turned his attention to focusing on Alex. For the first time Randy noticed that Alex was dressed only in a towel, which was now
beginning to fall down. Despite the throbbing in his hand Randy couldn't help but think what the woman looked like under the towel.
"You know Alex," John began as Alex once again tried hiking up her towel, "if that towel's bothering you, you can just get rid of it. We really wouldn't mind."
"CENA!" Randy growled attempting to lunge at his friend. While he agreed with what John had said he didn't want John saying that about the woman he was, well he didn't know what he was in regards to Alex. Were they dating? Were they friends with benefits? Or were they just two completely hopeless people doing what they do best – being completely hopeless? As soon as Randy lunged however, Alex put her hand against his chest firmly pushing him backwards. The swift movement was enough to throw the man off balance and thump back down in the chair he had been sitting on.
Alex quickly finished taking the ceramic out of Randy's hand and once more stuck it under the tap. After drying it again and dousing it with antiseptic Alex kissing it,
"There all better!" Alex stood up and headed back in the direction of the bedroom, "I'm going to get dressed, and Randy you should too. We're now running late thanks to your great drama."
"You two have got five minutes, I'll clean up here." John replied beginning to pick up the mess from Alex's nursing station.
Alex quickly changed and made her way back into Randy's room. She temporarily considered knocking but decided that catching Randy not exactly dressed wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing. When Alex found Randy he was standing there with a shirt on and his shorts beginning to fall down. Randy sadly looked up at Alex,
"I can't get the buttons done up."
"Umm… Okay, do you want me to get John?" Alex asked looking around nervously. What was she meant to do to? Of course, Alex knew what she wanted, she wanted to help him do up his buttons, though that could lead to them taking a lot longer than the five minutes that John had given them.
"Um… Yea I guess. Though he is going to give me hell eternally for this," Randy sighed. He wanted to ask Alex to help him but figured it would just make him sound creepy.
"JOHN! Randy needs some help dressing!"