My Sunset

Steve Buscemi x Danny Devito

Steve's POV

I have to get a job soon. Danny won't, he's too lazy so it's up to me. I'm thinking about becoming a firefighter. But then again I'm 61 years old and crusty as hell so that might not probably happen. I don't have any experience either but I'm applying for the job anyways. Danny doesn't know yet. He wouldn't want me to be a firefighter anyways. He'll think it'll be too dangerous for such an old man. I have a job around 8 in the morning. Danny usually sleeps until at least 11 so he won't even notice I left. It was currently 7 in the morning. Danny was still snoring his butt off like every other day. I quietly got ready and slipped out the front door to the car. My car was just a blue little Porsche, nothing fancy or anything like that. I drove through the city to the fire department where a large, tall, broad-shouldered man waited at the entrance for me.

"Mr. Buscemi I assume?" The man smiled kindly. I waved a hand.

"You assumed correctly." I smiled back.

"I'm John Cena. But only my friends get to call me John. You can just call me Mr. Cena for now." He said with a small wink. I awkwardly nodded at his request. He guided me into his office where he sat behind the desk and I sat in the chair in front of it.

"So, you want to go the fire fightin' team eh Buscemi?"

"Yes sir."

"Any previous experience?"

"No sir. But I'm a fast learner and I don't argue." I stated. He scribbled something down on a piece of paper and nodded.

"How old are you?"

"61."

"Damn. Shouldn't you have retired by now?"

"No sir."

"Huh. Alright then. I've seen all I need to see. Welcome to the team Mr. Buscemi." He extended his hand out for me to shake it.

"Really? Oh sir, you won't regret it, you won't." I shook his hand a little violently on accident with a huge smile on my face.

"I'd better not regret it. Your first day starts tomorrow, 9 am. Don't be late, be there or be square you dig?"

"Yes sir." I said as I start to walk out of the office.

"Have a good one Steve." Mr. Cena said with a wave. I waved back and went back to my car and drove home.

When I got home I entered the house as quietly as I could and headed upstairs. Danny's booming snores still echoed through the house. I changed back into my pajamas and crawled back into bed with him. I laid my head on his shoulder and snuggled into him side. I waited for two hours until it was 11:24 and Danny woke up.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty." I joked at him. He smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"How bout some breakfast huh?" Danny hunted and I got up to make eggs, bacon and toast. Danny came downstairs and sat down at the table. I poured him some black coffee and handed him breakfast.

"Want some salt and pepper for your eggs babe?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, that's good. Thanks baby." Danny accepted the salt and pepper shakers graciously.

"Want a glass of OJ with that too?"

"Yeah thanks. You always treat me so good honey." Danny smiles at me as I poured two glasses of orange juice and took my seat across from him at that table. We ate in silence for a couple of minutes.

"I've got some news for you Danny." I said setting down my fork.

"What is it?" He asked through a mouthful of toast.

"I got a job today. At the fire department. My first shift starts tomorrow at 9 am." I nervously explained. Danny nearly choked on orange juice.

"You WHAT?"

"Now Danny, don't get mad."

"Ooh I'm not mad Steve. No I'm not mad at all I'm FURIOUS! The FIRE DEPARTMENT? You're 61 years old Steven."

"Well someone had to get a job since you as hell weren't going to!" I yelled back at him. He huffed angrily. We sat in silence and stared at our food that was getting cold.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled. I'm proud of you baby. So proud." Danny embraced me into a soft hug and rubbed my back gently.

"Thanks babe."

"Of course. I love you so much."

"I love you too."

"Let's finish breakfast alright?"

"Yeah. Alright." I said. We sat down and finished our cold breakfast. We spent the rest of the day watching Judge Judy and snuggling on the couch. My favorite kind of day.