„Dean?" Roman's look wandered through the living room, expecting to find the lunatic relaxing on the coach. He couldn't have blamed him, cause the house was the only place to escape from this wicked heat wave right now.
"In the garden!" The lunatic shouted from outside.
Surprised the tall wrestler turned around to find his boyfriend in not more than his worn out jeans, a scoop in his hand, in the garden.
"What are you doing babe? We have more than 40 degree in the shade…"
Dean grinned and wiped some dirt out of his face with his dirty hand, making it even worse. The Samoan chuckled, when he saw the increased dark stripes on the blonde's cheeks making his boyfriend look like he was part of a top secret militarian mission.
"Just wanted to do something." The lunatic smiled, shielding his eyes from the sun with one hand, when Roman came towards him.
"You're so crazy babe…" The Samoan laughed amused, shaking his head slightly.
"How long have you been working out here?" His look fell on the big hole next to the blonde. It was already about two meters big, right in the middle of their garden ... Roman wouldn't even try to understand what Dean had in his mind.
"An hour or so…" The lunatic said and hit the scoop in the ground next to him, before leaning onto it with a sigh. He never had thought that graving a little hole like this, would cost him that much of his strength.
"I mean, it's not that I wouldn't like what I see…" Roman's eyebrows rose, while he pulled the blonde closer to him with a smirk, kissing him gently.
"You're so hot babe." Roman whispered.
The lunatic laughed, feeling the Samoan's cold hand on his cheek.
"No Dean, I mean it. You're burning up honey…" Concern lay in his voice, stroking over the blonde's overheated body.
He wasn't sweating at all
"Dean? How much did you drink today? ... Look at me …" Roman had lifted the blonde's chin, meeting with his boyfriend's unfocused eyes. Even when Dean tried to hide it, the Samoan could feel him swaying slightly on his feet.
"Hey, you're dizzy?" The black haired man asked softly, not wanting Dean to think he was mad at him.
Roman knew this was Dean in front of him, who was doing crazy things from time to time, not thinking about any consequences. But that was okay, because he had him - his boyfriend - to take care of him, when it was becoming dangerous.
Dean moaned, nodding weakly.
Now after he had stopped concentrating on graving, the lunatic felt the dizziness grabbing a hold of him. Roman's face had started spinning in front of his eyes and Dean held on to the Samoan's strong arms to not fall over.
"I've got you." Roman's calm voice reached the lunatic's ear quietly, when his knees have way and the tall wrestler picked him up quickly.
"Let's get you out of the sun."
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