Bad Romance
Chapter 1
"Who wants to watch a movie?" Dean asked as he dropped his bag.
"Sure," Seth agreed with a yawn.
"Or we could just get to sleep," Roman suggested.
"I thought we were supposed to have a king size bed," Seth noted.
Dean nodded his head. Roman just wrapped one arm around Seth's shoulders and pulled him to one bed.
"Let's not worry about it. We're traveling after the show anyway," he said while removing his jeans.
Dean looked on in disbelief.
For the last several hotel stays, the trio had two beds in their rooms. Roman will pull Seth to his bed, leaving Dean with his own. It seems that Dean was being pushed out of the relationship.
Hell, he hadn't even kissed either lover in a long time.
"Get some sleep," Roman said, kissing Seth's temple.
Quickly, Seth's breathing evened out. Roman turned the light off and didn't say anything to his other partner. Dean laid down on his bed, turned over to face the balcony, and felt the warm burning of tears in his eyes.
"Good morning," Seth cooed to the Samoan.
"Morning," he smiled in return.
Roman leaned in and started a slow kiss with Seth. The two toned man opened his mouth to deepen their kiss. They didn't hear the door open, but they parted when they heard the door slam shut a minute later.
Dean had been the first one awake, so he left the room to get them breakfast. When he returned, he saw the kiss so filled with passion. He placed the coffee carrier on the table next to the bag of breakfast sandwiches before leaving the room once again; slamming the door behind him.
"We should talk to him," Seth said quietly, guilt filling his stomach.
"He'll be all right."
Seth gave the Samoan a glare before getting out of bed to get dressed. Roman followed and noticed the three coffee cups.
"There's six sandwiches in the bag," the smaller man said. "I think Dean was waiting to eat."
"Don't worry about him, he'll be fine."