Life As We All Knew It

"Nuh uh!!! I'm eating for two! I need food!" John exclaimed childishly.

"I have HIV. I need to eat all I can to keep up my energy," Randy said simply.

John rolled his eyes. "Fine, you win." He growled. "Gotta pull the HIV card again..." He mumbled to himself.

"You pulled the pregnancy card!" Randy said.

"Yeah... well... well..." John stuttered before he not-so-subtly leaped forward, kissing Randy passionately.

Randy smirked and kissed John back, meeting his passion.

John pulled away, smiling. "There. Now we both win."

Randy chuckled. "No, I like it better when I win," he teased.

John blinked. "Too bad." He said bluntly, stealing another bite of Randy's pancakes.

"Stop eating my food, fat ass!" Randy yelled, scrambling off the bed with his food.

John's eyes filled with tears. "Y-You think I'm a-a fat ass?" He whimpered. He still had a few of those old eating and body image issues. Even if they weren't as severe as they were years ago, they were still there.

"No, no, that's not what I meant," Randy said, setting the food down and climbing on the bed next to John, wrapping his arms around him.

John looked down. "Sure sounded like it." He murmured. He pushed his food away, suddenly not hungry anymore.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I was just teasing. I'm so sorry," Randy said and held him close.

John sighed, "Okay. I forgive you." He said, smiling softly though he still felt a blow to his self esteem.

"You aren't a fat ass, John. I promise you. Even after being out of the ring for a few years, you're still in tiptop shape," Randy told him truthfully.

John lifted his shirt, looking at his abs. "Are they still sexy?" He asked pitifully.

Randy leaned down and kissed them gently. "They're amazing," Randy whispered.

John smiled softly, believing Randy. "Okay." He said and ate his food again. "I love you..."

"I love you, too, baby," Randy said and kissed his cheek.

John smiled and continued eating. When they finished, John set their plates aside before almost pouncing on Randy, his hormones getting to him. "I'm horny." He purred.

"Babe, we had some pretty serious sex last night. I need a day to regroup," Randy said.

John pouted. "You can't even blow me?" He whimpered.

"Fine," Randy said, laying John back down.

John squealed like a child and oh so willingly spread his legs after shedding off his boxers.