Life As We All Knew It

"Are you really gonna name him Rand Jr?" Gianna asked, raised a brow as she looked up at her Dad.
John gave Randy the same look, him and his daughter looking almost identical.

"What? It's a good name!" Randy argued. He's always wanted someone to take on his legacy.

John chuckled. "Alright... RKO Jr. it is then." He said, kissing Randy and kissing Gianna's head. "Sorry sweetie, but you're gonna have to live with another Randy." He joked. Gianna pouted playfully. "One is more than enough..."

Randy made a face. "I take offense to that. I'm an awesome person."

John chuckled. "Don't steal that old line from Mike." He chuckled. Gianna smiled. "You are awesome, Dad... especially for letting me do gymnastics. I know what happened to Mommy..."

Randy kind of tensed up at that. That was always a sore subject for him and he didn't really like talking about it. "If you start doing unhealthy habits, I'm taking you out."

Gianna nodded. "I promise, both of you. ANd I won't quit..." She said, smiling. "I can't wait to start!"

Randy smiled. He loved to see his Princess so happy. He looked at John and took his hand. "Let's let our baby get some sleep," he said, pulling John out of the room.

John nodded and followed Randy back into their bedroom. "Well, at least she's happy." He said, smiling.

"Yeah," Randy replied as they arrived at their room, pulling John to the bed and wrapping his arms around him.

"So Randy Jr... maybe it will be nice to have another generation wrestler. We might have a wrestler and a gymnast..." John chuckled.

"Maybe," Randy chuckled. He would love to have his son be a wrestler. Carry on the Orton legacy.

John smiled. He'd love for his daughter to do what he couldn't. "I think Gianna will go far in gymnastics..."

"I do, too. So long as she takes care of herself. If I find out her coaches do what yours did, I'm killing someone," Randy said.

"Someone will have already been dead before you have a chance to blink. I'm not letting her torture herself just for a high score." John said.

Randy bit his lip. He held John close and closed his eyes.

John sighed, cuddling close to his husband. Many people looked at Randy and John, and found it amazing that they were in their 40s, yet they still cuddled like this.

Randy sighed, still loving the feel of Johns body against his, even after all these years.

John smiled and sighed. "Hey baby... remember when we came out because I was drugged up on painkillers and announced to the world you fucked me in the shower on Raw?" He chuckled, memories flooding back to him.

"Very clearly," Randy chuckled. "I remember the look you gave me when I told you to stop. Practically broke my heart."

John smiled softly. "Does that face still get you today?" He asked, putting on his sad, puppy pout, his green eye becoming misty as he looked up at Randy.

"Yes," Randy groaned and looked away. "That face will always get me. Your daughter has it, too."

John chuckled and pecked Randy's lips. "Genetics." He said. "And your still sexy as hell.... Anaconda..." He said, using their old inside joke.

Randy rolled his eyes. "I still can't believe you were that far gone. I told you that it was Viper and you told me no, like I wouldn't know what my nickname was."

John chuckled and blushed. "When I'm gone, I think I'm always right. I thought you were the one who didn't know the name. I also remember disliking a kid because he wasn't a MoFo." He chuckled.