A/N: Thanks to everyone who helped to get me to the 300 reviews. Particularly xMJdreamer for the actual 300th
I hope you all like this chapter; we really are on the wind down now :(
Next chapter will be Ted and Cody only; I wanted to give them their own chapter. I'm not the best at Codiasi so anyone who likes to write the pairing PM me if you have any tips.
Anyway, here's the chapter…
"What time does her flight arrive?" Randy asked for the fifth time since they got in the car.
"Randy, relax, why are you so nervous, it's mom, not the president," John chuckled as he relaxed in Randy's Bentley as they drove along the interstate heading toward the airport where they were picking his mom up.
"Don't take the piss, Cena," Randy snapped, annoyed his boyfriend was teasing him. "This is the first time I've seen her since everything changed between us. What if she doesn't like me?"
"Randy, the first time she met you, she told me to keep my distance from you. You didn't care when I told you; she now treats you like her own, just like your mom does with me," John reminded him. "Why do you suddenly think she's going to change her mind again?"
"Last time I saw her, we weren't screwing," Randy said blatantly.
John chuckled again in his seat and looked over at his nervous boyfriend. He couldn't believe he was acting as though he was meeting her for the first time. He seemed less nervous when he saw John's dad last time they were in Boston.
"I suggest you don't use that sentence around her," John said seriously. "She knows I'm in a relationship with you, she knows we were together when I was with Liz and you with Sam. she wasn't necessarily happy about it but she got over it."
"Is that supposed to relax me?" Randy quipped as he pulled into the short-term car park of the airport.
"It sounded better in my head," John said with a shrug of the shoulders. "I just mean, she doesn't care as long I'm happy. Just don't use that sentence."
"Johnny, darling, I'm not an idiot," Randy said wrapping his arm around John's shoulder as they walked toward the airport entrance. "It's just going to be a long couple of days."
"Because Mom's here?" John asked slightly concerned.
"No," Randy said lowering his arm as they saw people milling around. "Because my boyfriend won't be able to fuck me with his mom in the house."
John stopped dead in his tracks as he took in what Randy said. When he'd suggested to his mom about spending Christmas with he and Randy, he hadn't thought about the repercussions.
"Do you think I can get her a hotel room at this short notice?" John asked, running to catch up Randy.
"It's Christmas Eve; no, you won't be able to ship your mom off to a hotel," Randy said continuing to walk toward the arrivals looking over his shoulder at John. "How long have we got? We've still got to pick up Alanna."
"You're late," Randy heard, he spun around from facing John and wasn't able to stop in time and bumped into John's mom.
"Shit," he swore managing to stop Carol from falling over.
"Such lovely language you use, Randal."
The trip over to Sam's house was more relaxing for Randy as Carol and John told him to relax. Carol found it as humorous as John that he was working himself up at the thought of seeing Carol.
Although they hadn't seen one another in over a year, Carol was well aware of both John's feelings for Randy and the situations they found themselves over the last year and a half. When Carol was talking to John, Randy focused on his driving and instantly he felt calmer when he did get drawn into the conversation.
It was only during the final ten minutes of their trip he noticed the atmosphere tensing up and the only difference he could see was John wasn't his usual laughing and jokey self.
"You okay?" Randy asked quietly, in hopes not to concern Carol.
"Hmm?" John asked as he looked over at Randy.
"Are you okay?" Randy asked again as he let his hand sit on John's knee.
A small smile spread across John's face and he placed his own hand over Randy's. The simple gesture registered with Randy and he quickly pulled his hand away, trying to play it as just needing to change gears, causing John's smile to grow.
"Are you?" he asked chuckling as Randy gave him a stern look telling him not to take the piss again.
"Why have you gone quiet?" Randy said bringing John's attention back to his original question.
"Would you believe me if I said I'm tired?"
"Stop answering a question with another question. What's up?" Randy asked, remaining quiet so Carol couldn't hear the detail of the conversation. John sighed at Randy's persistence but relented.
"It's the first time I've seen Sam since you guys separated, and even then we didn't actually speak," John explained.
Randy understood where John was coming from and didn't press the issue. The separation between he and Sam was completely different from the way John's ended with Liz. Things had turned a little nasty toward the end when he found out about Sam's scheming, but other than that issue, Sam had been fairly understanding about Randy's lifestyle choices. When it came down to it though, he needed to remain civil with Sam for his daughter's sake. It didn't make it any better for John.
"It'll be fine," he said putting his hand back on John's knee and squeezing it for support and letting it rest there in between changing gears.
They pulled into the driveway of Sam's house and Randy noticed the 'For Sale' sign now standing at the end of the drive.
"Is Sam moving?" John asked shocked from seeing the sign.
"I guess, I haven't really spoken to her except for organizing tomorrow with Alanna," Randy explained. "Are you coming in?"
Before John could answer, they saw the front door open and Alanna ran through the door, flying toward the car. Randy hopped out with a big grin across his face and John loved how he looked when Randy sees his daughter. He knew one thing for sure; ever since Randy's separation from Sam, he saw his daughter twice as much as he did before hand and John was happy for his partner. Nothing made Randy come more alive than seeing his little girl.
"Johnny," Alanna said waving through the window. "Come see my presents."
John opened the door and Alanna held her hands out so John would take her into his arms.
"See my Christmas presents," she said wanting John to go inside with her.
"You know, cutie, my mom is in the car and I don't want to leave her alone," John said trying to find a way out of going into Randy's former home.
After he'd handed Alanna over to John, Randy had walked back over to Sam to talk and John could guess it was either about the arrangements for Alanna or the house being put on the market. He looked over toward Randy, saw the scowl on Sam's face, and thought it probably wasn't the best idea to go in.
"I'm sorry, cut-" he tried to say but stopped when Alanna looked upset. "Hang on."
He held Alanna but went to the rear passenger seat of Randy's Bentley and knocked on the window, waiting for his mom to open it.
"Are you okay for a moment if I go in and see Alanna's presents?" he asked as the little girl in his arms started beaming.
"That's fine."
"I'll try not to be too long," John said, not wishing to leave his mom alone in the car, especially since she looked tired from her flight.
John carried John over to where Randy and Sam still stood talking and took a deep breath as he reached them. Before he could speak, Alanna blurted out he was going to look at her presents and Sam's scowl deepened.
"I said I couldn't leave mom, but cutie here persisted," he said tickling her stomach, trying not to focus on Sam's anger as she waved them into the house, insisting it was fine. John carried Alanna in to where her presents were. He could hear someone follow him in and he hoped it was Randy but the light footsteps told him it was Sam.
He walked into the family room and immediately wanted to turn around again when he saw two people his mom's age, cursing himself for not realizing Sam's folks would be there. He stood stock still when his eyes landed on Randy's dad who sat in the lounge as well.
"Johnny, look," Alanna said pointing to all the presents on the floor, wriggling so she could get down from his hold. He stood where he was not wishing to go further into the room, wishing the floor would simply open up and swallow him.
"What is it John?" Sam said quietly behind him. "Not so eager to steal my family away."
John braced himself at the comment and turned around, plastering a smile on his face before responding.
"I'm here because Ally wants to show me her new toys. Not to steal your family, he said calmly. "I'm sorry if you feel I've stolen your family, I can see how you can think such a thing. However it wasn't my intention, I fell in love, that's all."
"Everything alright Sammy?" Bob asked from behind John. "Is this fag causing trouble?"
Before John could turn around and respond to the derogatory term, Alanna tugged at the bottom of his jeans.
"Presents?" she asked, sad since he hadn't gone over with her.
"I'm coming cutie, I was just talking with your mommy," he said taking her hand and walking over with her.
He could feel everyone's eyes on him and the hushed tones being used made him feel more uncomfortable than when he first entered the house. He knew now, looking back over their time together, the affair, yes he finally admitted to himself, it was an affair, he had with Randy was not the best way to start a relationship. He just couldn't deny his feelings considering the way Randy was responding to him at the time. He wished Randy were with him as he sat going through the toys Alanna received as presents. What made it worse was how Alanna was cuddling with him as she played with the presents. He never said it directly to Randy but he loved the little girl as thought she were his own, and he knew the little girl loved him in return, though probably more as an uncle type than a father.
As though God were listening to his wishes, Randy walked into the room followed by John's mom as well as Randy's.
"Fun," he heard Randy mutter under his breath as Elaine led Carol through to the kitchen so they could talk.
"Who's that?" Sam asked, loud enough so Carol would hear.
Carol as strong and resilient as her son, walked over to where Sam sat with her parents and introduced herself to each of them, shaking their hands.
"I didn't think you'd mind," Elaine piped up. "We'll be in the kitchen while you boys see Alanna's presents."
Randy smiled at John and the two of them were sharing a silent laugh at the way their mothers were. Neither of the women letting the uncomfortable situation get to them.
"Daddy, sit with Johnny and me," the little girl said.
"Mmm… Johnny… darling," Randy moaned trying his hardest to keep quiet. "Keep going… almost…"
Randy reached down and grabbed his lover's head as John bobbed up and down his cock slowly, giving Randy the best Christmas morning wake-up call he received in years. This time last year, he rolled over in his bed to find his wife already up and dressing their daughter. Just as he finished getting dressed, Alanna had waddled in and he took her downstairs to their house and they shared some presents with each other.
Randy had wanted to make a big deal out Alanna's first real Christmas considering she was only six months old the previous year but Sam, with their marriage already starting to decline, convinced him it wouldn't be worth it. This year he was going to make sure his little girl was going to have an amazing day. However, at this precise moment, he was only concerned with the immense pleasure his boyfriend was causing him.
"Johnny… please," he begged his voice not much more than a whisper. John pulled away from Randy's member and smiled at the small whimper escaping from Randy's throat.
"Santa only rewards good boys, have you been a good boy?" John asked teasing Randy by running his fingertips along Randy's cock.
"Fuck, Johnny," Randy swore as John took a firm grip on his manhood, stroking him slower than he thought possible.
"Good boys don't swear Randy," John chuckled at Randy's reaction.
"They do when their boyfriend's messing with their head," Randy groaned quietly as John squeezed the tip of his throbbing cock. "Fuck."
"I guess they do," John quipped receiving a glare from Randy. "Answer my question. Have you been a good boy this year?"
Randy watched as his boyfriend sunk down so his lips were less than an inch away from his cock. John's breath brushed against his dick making it twitch from the sensation. He wished John would just wrap his lips around it again and suck him hard, and Randy knew the only way it was going to happen would be to answer his question.
"I've been a good boy," Randy breathed, hoping John would take him into his hot mouth.
"Really?" John said, his breath tickling Randy's member again.
"Yes."
"Are you sure you've been a good boy? You've not been a bad boy at any point during the year?" John asked, hinting at what he wanted to hear.
"Only when you wanted me to be naughty Johnny," he admitted with his 'Viper' smirk. "And you always punished me afterward."
"Yes, I did," John responded with a smile as he sank down on Randy's cock.
"Ohhh fucckk Johnny," Randy damn near shouted realizing straight away that he was too loud. John pulled off again and gave Randy a look telling him he was in trouble.
"Now you've done it," John said pulling away from Randy.
"You can't leave me like this," Randy half moaned, half bit at John.
"I was planning on taking my time, now we've got to make this quick," he said pulling Randy down the bed by his ankles. "Up."
Randy followed John's orders and found himself being pushed to the nearest wall, wondering what John was going to do as he watched him sink down to his knees in front of him. Randy felt trapped when John steadied himself with both hands on the wall either side of Randy's body.
"Consider this an early Christmas present," John said as he took Randy's hands and put them on his head. Randy looked puzzled down at John until it sank in what John was allowing to happen. In all the time with John he'd never done this, he'd wanted to, but restrained himself from his urges. "Make it quick, and keep it quiet, Orton."
Before Randy could reply, John took the head of Randy's cock into his mouth before sinking slowly all the way down, holding Randy deep in his throat for a few seconds before slowly moving back up. John looked up at Randy and smiled at the younger man's satisfied face. Randy looked down and locked soft eyes with John briefly before he let his smile turn into an evil grin.
Gripping John's head tighter, holding it in place, Randy started thrusting into John's throat.
"Oh, fuck yeah… Johnny… fuck," he moaned remembering to be quiet this time. "Shit, you've got the best mouth."
Randy continued to thrust into John's throat, getting lost in the feeling as John moaned around him. He looked down and saw John stroking himself.
"You're my slut are you Johnny," Randy commented. "You love me fucking you like this, don't you?"
John moaned around him again as he continued to thrust, getting closer and closer to his undoing.
"Cum with me Johnny," Randy begged causing John to straighten up a little more and work himself faster. "Oh fuck… Johnny… quickly."
The two men pushed themselves closer to the edge and Randy grip became tighter on John's short amount of hair, his fingers digging into John's scalp as neared completion as his eyes thrust closed as his cum poured into John's mouth as he chanted John's name repeatedly as his hips slowed down.
He pulled his cock from John's mouth and his boyfriend collapsed against his body, gasping for breath as he continued to stroke at his member.
"Randy… babe… need you to-" John started but didn't continue as Randy pulled him up from his knees before picking him up and carrying him to bed, lying him down.
"I can't get loud today, Johnny," Randy whispered directly in his ear. "I know you like me that way, but I can't."
Randy reached down and wrapped his hand around John's stroking it with him tightening his grip when John let his hand fall away.
"Does that feel good Johnny?" Randy whispered seductively. "Do you like my hand on you? Stroking your cock. Making your whole body writhe from the pleasure."
"Fuck, babe… please," John cried.
"Are you begging Johnny?" Randy asked.
"I always beg for you," John moaned.
"I know… it turns me on," Randy whispered, picking up the speed on John's cock, causing the older man to grip the sheets on the bed as his hips bucked up.
"Fuck… fuck… fuck… Randy!" John called out as he came on Randy's hand as well as his stomach.
Randy licked his hand clean of John's essence and then lowered his head to clean the remainder from John's stomach before sitting up in bed and pulling the older man onto his chest. They laid there for a few minutes before getting up and pulling their pyjama bottoms back on and slipping under the sheets after Randy unlocked the door to the bedroom, opening it a crack so Alanna could come in when she woke up. When he moved in, he made sure to add a lock to the door so Alanna couldn't walk in and see something she shouldn't when she was a little older.
As he slipped back into bed, he looked over the clock and saw it was only six o'clock.
"I should've known you'd be awake ridiculously early on Christmas morning," Randy said cuddling into John, taking his preferred position in bed.
"It's Christmas," John said with a goofy grin on his face.
Within minutes of getting comfortable, Randy heard a tiny tap on the bedroom door. When he and John looked over toward the door, they saw it push open and Alanna coming in with the teddy bear she slept with. When she reached the bed, she held her arms out and Randy scooped her up onto the bed.
"Merry Christmas, baby," Randy said, wrapping Alanna in his arms.
"Merry Christmas, daddy," Alanna giggled before pulling out of Randy's hug. She started jumping on the bed, excited that it was Christmas. "Did Santa come?"
"I think we'll have to go downstairs and take a look," Randy told her. "But we can't open any presents until Johnny's mom is awake and downstairs with us."
"I'll tell you what, cutie," John said grabbing her attention. "How about we go and have a big Christmas morning breakfast and cook something for my mom. The smell of breakfast cooking is sure to wake her up."
Alanna nodded furiously in agreement and Randy lifted her down from the bed, telling her to go and wait in her room while he and John got ready for the day. She ran along to her room and John and Randy could hear her playing with her toys when they headed into the shower. After getting himself ready, Randy went into Alanna's room and helped her dress for the day, before leading her out into the hallway just in time to meet John who was emerging from the master bedroom.
The three of them went downstairs and headed to the kitchen. When they walked in John and Randy stopped in their tracks when they saw Carol already up, serving breakfast, and preparing the turkey for cooking.
"Mrs. Cena why are you already up? We were going to cook you breakfast," Randy commented.
"First off, I've told you it's Carol, I'll even let you get away with calling me Mom, considering I've know you as long as John has. Second, you apparently don't know my son is the biggest kid when it comes to Christmas. No doubt he was up before Alanna," Carol commented.
"Hey," John said in a weak defense.
"And thirdly, if my son was helping with the cooking, you wouldn't have a house left to open the presents in," Carol finished.
"Again, hey!" John complained as Randy and Alanna took a seat at the breakfast counter laughing at how well Carol new her son.
John trenched over to the breakfast counter and took a seat pulling Alanna into his lap, sulking at his mom's betrayal. He brightened up when Alanna turned in his arms and kissed him on the cheek.
"You can have Fruity Pebbles," she said sweetly trying to cheer him up.
"Thank you, cutie," John said in return. "At least one person here likes me."
The four of them at and ate breakfast together with Alanna anxious for everyone to finish so she could get to the presents that Santa had left. Randy eventually let her down and let her go over the lounge, but she wasn't allowed to open any presents until they were all in there.
He and John washed up letting Carol relax since she had offered to cook the Christmas meal so Randy could enjoy the day with Alanna. Once they were done John and Randy move into the lounge with the hot cocoa drinks they'd made and sat down, teasing Alanna who was bouncing up and down again wanting to open all the presents under the tree.
"Okay," Randy said scooping Alanna up and sitting on the floor with her. "I think it's time for present opening."
He pulled on John's hand so he joined the two of them on the floor and they watched as Alanna ripped into her presents with help from both of them. Carol had a camera throughout all of it, snapping pictures and catching some of the presents on video camera so Randy could watch later.
"Ally, come here, baby," Randy said as her excitement winded down after she'd opened all her presents. He led Alanna into another room, they picked up the presents they'd been hiding, and she ran back in with the one for John as Randy carried the one for Carol.
"Carol, it isn't much but I wanted to get you something from Alanna and me, to show my appreciation for everything you're doing today. Not to mention your support for John and me," he said handing her the present and kissing her on the cheek.
"Randy you didn't need to get me anything; I've got you enough from my boys."
"Okay, well earlier you said I can get away with calling you mom, so mom," he said pointedly. "Think of this as a present from a son."
Carol opened the present and inside was a beautiful gardening hamper, which Randy had seen while surfing the internet looking for a present for John. Having not felt like it was much Randy had also gone down to local garden center and picked up a national gift card for $100 so she could treat herself to some more items when she got home. He just hoped she wouldn't notice that part until later so she didn't try to give it back claiming it was too much.
"You needn't have," Carol said when she was looking through the present.
"I wanted to," Randy said looping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her in to his side. "Al, baby, why don't you do your gift now."
"Okay," she said picking up the present she'd put down in order to play with her new toys. She walked over to John and crawled onto his lap giving him the present. "Daddy helped."
John took the present and sat Alanna on his lap while he opened it up and smiled when he saw the latest hip hop CDs which he'd been considering buying a couple of weeks ago but didn't get around to.
"Thank you, cutie," he said kissing her temple. "Don't forget the ones we hid at the back of the tree."
Alanna's eyes lit up when she remembered the presents she and John had tucked away and she scrambled off his lap and over to the tree, crawling under to get the presents. Once she'd pulled them out, she carried them over to Randy who was being stared at by Carol after finding the voucher.
"Don't give me that look," Randy said unaffected by her gaze. "What you got there, Al?"
Randy pulled her into his lap as she handed the presents to him, "Johnny helped."
"Yeah, when did he find the time to whisk you away?" Randy asked, squeezing his little girl making her giggle.
"It's wonderful what mothers can do," John commented as he looked over the CDs from Alanna.
Randy opened his presents and both smiled and teared up when he saw what he received. Inside was a cup saying World's Greatest Dad, which on the reverse side had scribbled writing, which he instantly recognized as being done by Alanna. The second present was a double picture frame with a picture of him and Alanna, which had been taken a few weeks back when they were in Miami at the zoo, and in the other side was a picture of he and John, which he recognized from the auction in Richmond when they'd bought John's car. Randy guessed Ted and Cody must have snapped it at some point.
He hugged Alanna, thanking her for the present, scooted off the chair with Alanna still in his hold, and sat next to John on the floor.
"Thank you," he whispered as Alanna pulled out of his hold and went back to her toys.
"It wasn't much," John said before kissing Randy lightly on the lips.
"It was perfect," Randy said resting his head against John's. "Like the CDs?"
"You saw looking at them didn't you?" John joked.
"No, I just went into the history on your browser and the pages were there. I couldn't tell if you had them or not. I was bricking it, thinking you'd end up with two copies," Randy laughed as he explained.
John kissed him again before sneaking a small present onto his lap.
"It doesn't look a lot, but… well, I hope you like it," John said.
Randy tore into the small parcel and found a jewelry case inside. Looking quizzical at John, he opened the box and found inside a silver coated, real leather cuff bracelet. John was right, to someone who didn't know it wouldn't look a lot, but Randy knew John had purchased something, which was both expensive and personal, considering it would be the only jewelry Randy would wear, short of a wedding band.
"It's perfect," Randy said kissing John and then slipping it around his wrist. "I'll never take it off."
"Are you sure you like it?" John asked concerned it was all wrong.
"It's perfect," Randy said cupping John's face and kissing him once more. "Carol, can you watch Al for a moment."
"Of course," she said as Randy pulled John up from the floor. He pulled him over to the entrance to the garage before stopping him.
"I wanted to get you something to make you feel at home here," Randy said before opening the door to the garage. "You just can't use it for another couple of months… sorry."
He pulled John into the garage and over to a very large wrapped box in the corner.
"How the hell did I not see this? I've been here all week," John joked as he went over to the present.
"Apparently you're blind," Randy quipped as John ripped off the paper. Inside was an outdoor barbeque grill for John to use during the summer months. Knowing John could actually cook with a grill as well as how much he loved barbequed food.
"Damn, babe, this was too much," John said running his hand over his short hair. Randy wrapped his arms around John's waist from behind, resting his chin on John's shoulder.
"No more than how much this cost," Randy said holding up his wrist to show the leather cuff bracelet. "Besides, you look hot stood at one of these."
The small family sat and ate lunch together a couple of hours after opening the presents. Once again, John and Randy washed up so Carol could relax; they were both grateful for Carol's hard work in the kitchen and fully appreciated the meal.
Not long after dinner Elaine came round and the present opening started again as she brought presents for Alanna from all of Randy's family. Randy was surprised when she also brought presents for him from his brother and sister and he hoped it meant they would soon accept his lifestyle choice and respond to his phone calls in the future.
Alanna asked where her grandfather was and Elaine explained to her that he was at home. She wasn't upset considering she'd seen him the day before, but John noticed Randy's mood deflate a little when it was mentioned. He wrapped his arm around Randy's shoulder and felt his boyfriend relax into the embrace, looking up from his position on the sofa, and smiling at John.
They were interrupted from their discussions when there was a knock at the door and Randy looked at his watch to see the time before answering. A couple of minutes later he came back in and asked John to come out with him a moment.
"You might want to put this on a moment," Randy said, handing John his coast as he slipped his own on.
"Where are we going?" John asked, puzzled at Randy's coyness.
"You'll see," Randy said, covering John's eyes with his hands as they walked into the cold December air. "You know I said I wanted to make you feel at home; well, I knew that couldn't happen without a few things being here."
"What are talking about?" John asked, chuckling at Randy's comment.
"Take a look," Randy said uncovering John's eyes.
Sat out in the driveway was two of John's cars which had gone into storage when he moved out of his home in Tampa. Randy had arranged for his Dodge Viper Pickup and 1971 AMC SC Hornet 360 to be shipped to his home in St Louis.
John turned on the spot and launched himself at Randy, smothering his face with kisses, and wrapping him into a bear hug. He eventually let him go and ran over to his cars, checking them both over to see if there was any damage when they were originally put into storage. Randy turned back to the house when he heard shuffling behind him and saw Carol, Elaine and Alanna stood watching the big kid playing with his 'toys'.
Alanna, who was stood in her new winter coat, walked up to Randy and asked to be held. He scooped her up and took her over to John who was still looking over his Hornet.
"Johnny, can you rein it in for two minutes," Randy said stopping John as he went to walk by.
"Sorry, babe, I'm just so excited," John said as giddy as Alanna was in the morning. He took Alanna from Randy and held her. "Want to see inside my car, Al?"
"No," Randy said a little too quickly. "You drive like a maniac in those things."
"I didn't say I was going to take her anywhere, just let her see inside," John chuckled at Randy's typical parental reaction.
"Just wait two minutes," he said pulling John into his arms so he was stood behind him looking over his shoulders. "You see that patch of land over there?"
John looked over where Randy was pointing and noticed the large unused lot next to Randy's home and nodded in response.
"Well, I've put in an offer to buy it. I was thinking of having an extension put on since there isn't enough space for a gym," he explained. "Then I got to thinking. If you say yes to a question I'm about to pose, there will be enough land left over to build a larger garage which I figure who house another seven, eight cars."
John once again spun on the spot and looked disbelievingly at Randy.
"Seriously?" John asked, not convinced Randy was telling him the truth. "Wait, what question?"
"Yes, seriously," Randy said laughing at his lover. He took Alanna from John and told her to go over to her grandma for a moment before turning back to John.
"What question?" John asked and Randy noticed a slight panic to his tone.
"Well," he said taking a small ring box from his coat pocket and handing it to John. "I was just wondering…"
Randy saw John go wide-eyed and become scared at the thought of what was in the small ring box. He was unable to find the words and so handed the box to John.
"Well… just open it and you'll see," Randy said shuffling his weight from one foot to the other.
He saw a shaky hand from John open the lid of the box and his eyes went even more wide-eyed.
"You asshole," John said snapping the box shut and hitting Randy repeatedly in the arms. Randy, taking every shot, was laughing his head off at John's reaction. He eventually grabbed John's arms to stop him continually hitting him.
"So what do you say, Cena? Will you say yes?" Randy asked grabbing him around the waist and dragging him toward the house.
"You asshole," John screamed again, flailing his legs to trying to get away, eventually getting free from Randy's grip, only to have his wrists caught before he could resume the playful hitting.
"So come on, will you say yes?" Randy asked seriously. "Will you move in with me?"
"Yes, you asshole," John shouted. "Do you know what I thought that was?"
"Of course, why'd you think I did it like that?" Randy joked. "Besides, the box was the perfect size to hide a key."
"Johnny why you hit daddy?" Alanna asked walking up to the two men.
"Because he's a mean, mean, man," he said picking her up and holding her. "But we love him anyway, don't we?"
Randy took the ring box back from John and took the key out and handing it to John.
"Welcome home, darling."
Couldn't resist the last bit :p
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