Your Take On Forever

"Well, I love your voice." John said with a smile.

Randy smiled. "Well, thank you," he said.

John smiled. "It's sexual and sensual and smooth... you should talk dirty to me sometime."

Randy looked at him. "Who'da thought that John Hennigan would be so sexual?" he teased.

John blushed. "Well, I might surprise you sometimes." He chuckled.

"Apparently," Randy chuckled. "You'd be surprised by me sometimes."

John smiled. "Oh, and when I get out of the hospital, there's something I wanna show you..." He said with a smirk.

Randy looked at him. "What is it?" he asked.

"You'll see." John chuckled.

"Aw, you can't do that," Randy whined.

"Yes. I think I can." John chuckled.

"That's cruel and unusual punishment, which is in conflict of my eighth amendment right," Randy said.

John blinked. "I'm just surprised you actually know what your eighth amendment is." He said.

"I told you I can be surprising," Randy said with a smile.

"I'm glad." John said with a smile. "hey can you go get the nurse? I'm starving." He whined.

"Yup," Randy said, getting up and letting the nurse know John was hungry. She nodded and went to get him food. Randy sat next to John when he arrived back in the room.

John groaned as the nurse helped him eat. "I hate hospital food..." He muttered, his nose scrunching up adorably as he glared at the food.

Randy chuckled. "Just deal, my love," he said.

John groaned. "I want your cooking, not this shit!" He whined.

"I'm sorry, baby. Just eat this and I'll make you whatever you want," Randy said.

John pouted but complied. "Kay..." He sighed and ate the food he was given.

Randy smiled softly. John was such a girl sometimes.

John finished his food, only being able to eat half of it. "Okay, I'm done." He sighed.

Randy smiled. "You did good," he appraised him.

"Sorry I can't eat all of it." John said, looking down.