#mcreigns

“Dammit! Not again!” Drew says angrily as he hits his side against a corner of a nearby table. He's currently trying to find his way to the living room but the only problem is that he can barely see. Drew can be described as a lot of things but stubborn is the most popular. His eyesight and hearing have gone out a bit when he turned fifty-five so his doctor has made him start wearing glasses and a hearing aid so he can see and hear better.

The big problem is that Drew refuses to wear the items because he thinks people will see him as a helpless old man. For five years straight he's been stumbling and hurting himself because of his stubbornness to the point where his husband Roman had to practically force him to wear his helping aids. Of course Drew, being a genuine pain in the ass, doesn't wear his helping aids when Roman's not around because he wants to still feel like he has some sort of pride left.

Now here he is, sixty years old, currently feeling against a wall as a way of navigation. “I think I'm almost there” Drew says to himself, not noticing the vacuum cord in front of him. “I think I can see the… shit!” Drew says as he trips over the cord and falls to the floor. He lands on his face and shoulder which brings tears to his eyes. “D-Dammit” he says in pain while trying not to cry. He faintly hears footsteps approaching in front of him and when he looks up all he sees is a dark tall figure with what looks like a weapon in their hand.

“If you're here to kill me just do it now cause I already embarrassed myself! Might as well put this old bastard into the ground” Drew says sadly as he feels the tears stream down his face. He faintly hears the floor creak a bit and he feels a gentle hand caress his cheek. He now recognizes the person comforting him because he's felt that same hand comfort him for forty years. “Roman?” he asks curiously, the figure nodding in response.

Roman offers his hand and helps the other man up. Drew is then led to the couch, still in tears a bit. “I'm sorry” he says through tears, Roman squeezing his hand as a means of comfort. He feels Roman put something into his ear which is most likely his hearing aid. He lets Roman twist the dial without a fuss and now he can hear things again. “Better?” Roman asks gently, Drew just nodding in response.

“You mind turning towards me for a minute?” Roman asks kindly, which makes Drew a bit nervous. “Do I really have to wear them Roman? I can see perfectly fine!” Drew says, Roman clearly is not buying it. “Oh really? Didn't you just trip over the vacuum cord not even ten minutes ago?” Roman asks, which makes Drew feel embarrassed. “Don't remind me that I'm a helpless old man ok?” Drew asks sadly, which breaks Roman's heart a bit.

“We're definitely gonna be talking about this in a minute but can you please turn around so I can put these on you please? For me?” Roman asks hopefully, causing Drew to sigh. He turns around and faces Roman. The first thing he sees when his glasses are on are the beautiful brown eyes and shining smile of the man he loves. “There's my handsome man” Roman says sweetly as he gently brushes his fingers against the developing bruise on Drew's cheek.

“I love how you still think I'm handsome even though I just fell on my face” Drew says with a quiet laugh. “I've seen you look worse before hon, now lemme go get you an ice pack ok?” Roman offers as he grabs his walking cane and gets up off the couch. “Roman, it's fine! I can get it…” Drew doesn't finish his sentence as Roman gives him a serious look. “Drew, let me take care of you ok? I'm not a porcelain doll!” Roman says with a laugh as he walks to the kitchen.

“You're just proving my point that I can't do anything for myself” Drew says quietly as he lays on the couch. He feels himself start to cry again as the negative thoughts swirl in his mind. “Drew? You still in there?” Roman asks curiously. “Y-Yeah” Drew says through tears as Roman comes closer. “Oh baby” Roman says as he sits back down and puts Drew's head in his lap. “I deserve to be put down” Drew says sadly, which Roman doesn't like hearing at all.

“What makes you think that love?” Roman asks as he gives Drew the ice pack. “Look at me Roman, I'm fucking blind and deaf now! I'm basically useless” Drew explains through sniffles as he presses the ice pack against his cheek. “First of all, you're not blind and deaf. You just have bad eyesight and poor hearing where you need medical items to help you. Second of all, how does needing help make you useless?” Roman asks as he runs his fingers through Drew's long, gray mane.

“I've never needed help like this before! I'm used to being the guy that everyone can count on to help them but now I feel like I need constant help and it takes away my purpose” Drew explains as he leans into Roman's touch. “Do you think I deserve to die because I use a cane?” Roman asks curiously, Drew furiously nodding his head “no” in response. “No! Never!” Drew says as he looks up at Roman. “Then why do you think you do?” Roman asks seriously as he looks into Drew's eyes. “I'm a helpless old man now, doesn't wearing these just prove it?” Drew asks sadly.

“Baby, that doesn't mean you're helpless. It means you're real” Roman explains, which confuses Drew. “Explain” Drew says, causing his husband to laugh. “Even the most perfect bodies break down eventually. Sure as you get older you become less of who you used to be but isn't change good? Don't think about it as you being helpless, think about it as you getting to experience something that people in our profession wouldn't think they'd get to have.

So please don't think of it as a death sentence cause I would love to spend the rest of this experience with you” Roman says sweetly which actually makes sense to Drew. “God, I love you” Drew says with teary eyes and a smile. “Love you too baby” Roman says affectionately as he leans down and kisses Drew deeply. “What would I ever do without you?” Drew asks jokingly. “Probably stumble and fall on your face constantly” Roman answers casually which causes Drew to burst out laughing.

“That's true!” Drew says through laughter, which makes Roman so happy. “I'm so happy you're feeling better babe but you were kinda right about one thing” Roman says with a smirk. “What's that?” Drew asks as the laughing dies down. “That you're old as hell” Roman says which causes Drew to gasp. “You're older than me!” Drew says as he sits up. “Yeah but who still has some color in their hair and who doesn't?” Roman asks with a cheeky grin.

Drew just glares at him before he grabs Roman and smothers him with kisses. “Drew! Stop!” Roman says through giggles. Drew stops and lets Roman lay on top of him. “I'm glad I get to be an old bastard with you Roman” Drew says affectionately. “Wouldn't have called myself an old bastard but I'm glad I get to spend my life with you too Drew” Roman says truthfully. Drew just looks at Roman with love in his eyes.

“Are you enjoying your experience, Roman?” Drew asks as he tucks a strand of hair behind Roman's ear. “Well, I'm currently married to the love of my life that I fell in love with forty years ago and enjoying every moment of it. I also established a legendary wrestling career with him and I get to spend my golden years with him as well while also waiting for our son to come over with our amazing grandkids later on today. So yeah, I'm enjoying it very well” Roman says with a smile.