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Chapter One: This Is Just Another Day In The Life
Dean walks into school Monday morning with a grin on his face. Another fantastic weekend; another notch in his belt. This weekend's feat was the lovely Emma. His grin hardened as he thought back. The Australian bombshell was filled to the brim with energy and flexibility. Not to mention, she was a runner, so she was in great cardiovascular shape. Dean thinks back on some of his past partners and decides that Emma probably outlasted them all.
Yeah, it was a great weekend.
"What are you all smiley about?" The voice came from Dean's best friend, Roman Reigns. Dean blinked once, snapping himself out of his self-made trance. "Oh wait, let me guess: it has to do with your most recent lay?"
Dean leans against his locker as Roman opens his own. "Emma's a little firecracker in the bedroom man, let me tell you. I'm thinking about extending her time."
Roman takes a moment to raise an eyebrow at the dirty blonde. "Wow, really? You haven't given a "Time Extension"," he accompanies the statement with air quotes made by his fingers, "since you slept with that Riley kid last year."
Dean smile's fondly at the memory. Alex Riley was a freshman when Dean and Roman were juniors. Of course, once big shot Dean Ambrose set his sights on little Alex Riley, the young brunette was eager to please, and willing to do whatever it took to do so. Anything. Dean would have been crazy not to grant an extension.
"Cute kid. He's with that Alicia Fox girl now huh?"
"He is." Roman confirms. "They're good together."
Dean nods absently, not really caring if they were good together or not. That wasn't his thing. Wasn't his area of experience. In his whole 19 years of life, he'd never been in a relationship and he very much planned to keep it that way. The whole concept and idea of relationships, well… It didn't jive well with him.
Before either one could say something more, John Cena approached the two. And as soon as his presence was felt, Dean could feel his entire mood going sour. Not only was John Cena Dean's polar opposite, but he was Roman's longtime boyfriend. Their relationship was one of the many, many reasons that Dean hates relationships. The whole, see each other every day, talking to each other every day, holding hands, kissing, cuddling, telling the other that they love then every damn second. It was disgusting.
"Morning sweetheart." John says after kissing Roman's cheek. Roman's smile makes Dean roll his eyes. And although he needs nothing from his locker, he opens it anyways.
"Hey. Why are you so late? You're usually here before us." Roman comments.
"I had to drive my dad to work. His car broke down."
Another eye roll from Dean. "Well aren't you such a saint?"
It's Roman's turn now to roll his eyes. John and Dean have never gotten along, and it bothered him to no end. He knew that it was because they had perfectly clashing personalities, and he knew that the friction between the two was mostly Dean's fault, but he wished that it didn't have to be that way. Why couldn't he have a happy group of 3 like everyone else in high school got to have?
"Taking my father, who bought my car for me in the first place, makes me a saint?"
"Everything you do makes you a saint, Cena." Dean replies, the sarcasm dripping from his tongue.
"Will you stop-"
"Alright alright." Roman says, linking his fingers with John and pulling him back a bit. "It's too early to be starting this. John, ignore him. And Dean, play nice."
"See, that's the thing Roman, why do I always have to play nice? Why don't you ask your pretentious boyfriend to stop acting so high and mighty all the time?" Dean shuts his locker after he speaks, the loud noise echoing through the halls.
"How am I acting high and mighty? For Christ's sake, Dean, I just took my dad to work, not walk and old lady across the damn street."
"Okay! Stop it guys, seriously." Roman says. When both men stay quiet, Roman sighs and turns to John. "Why don't you just meet me in homeroom? I'll be there in a second." He says, giving him a quick peck.
John nods before looking past his boyfriend and to Dean. The blonde's eyes are glued to the ground, and he takes the opportunity presented. "Talk some sense into your boy." He mouths, and Roman laughs, nods, and gives him one last kiss before allowing him to walk away.
"I saw him say that, by the way." Dean says, and Roman has to laugh. "I'm sorry." Dean offers.
The smile disappears from Roman's face as he nods, accepting the small sentiment. "What's with you today though? I know you and John don't usually get along but you started an argument out of nothing. And you were all happy earlier too; what happened to being all excited about Emma and the extension?"
The smaller sighs once more and leans his weight against the lockers again. He knows he was picking for an argument, and he knows that Roman and John know it too.
"I don't know, I just like fucking with him."
When Roman gives him a displeased look, all Dean can do is laugh.
"I don't know what to tell you, man. That's the honest truth. You're right, I was feeling good after this weekend, and you know that I like pissing people off. So why not piss off the one guy I hate the most?"
Roman frowned. "You don't hate him… Do you?" The frown was now a very vulnerable look of concern.
That made Dean stop and think for a moment. He knows that sometimes he can get carried away with his love of being an asshole, and he knows that this is one of those times. There's only one person on the face of the earth that he really can't stand to hurt, and that person is Roman. And as much as it irks, he knows that one of the best ways to hurt his best friend is by attacking the love of his life.
"I don't hate him man, you know that. You know that I'm just an asshole." When Roman only nods, Dean starts feeling a little worse. "Come on, man, don't do that. I'm sorry."
Roman chuckles, throwing a hand over to pat Dean's shoulder. "I know you are. Let's just go to class before we're late."
They start walking, and Roman just has to ask, "But honestly, you don't hate him, right?"
Dean grins at him. "I hate the way he is with you. He treats you too good."
Roman laughs, throwing a half-hearted punch at Dean's arm, to which the blonde laughs.
A/N: Title from the song Just Another Day by John Cena
