*BEWARE: EXTREMELY CHEESY CHAPTER THAT I REALLY REGRET WRITING AHEAD*

Brad was slowly starting to wake up. He slowly peeled open his eyes and he noticed he wasn't at his hotel room drinking his sorrows away. He propped himself up on his elbows and rubbed his eyes. He lifted up the covers and saw that he was completely stripped down to his boxers, and that he was in the most comfortable bed he's ever laid in his entire life. He also noticed he had a terrible headache. He groaned quietly and completely covered himself with the covers, shielding him from the light emitting from the TV that was showing From Dusk Till Dawn.

"... Seth?" He called out.

"He's busy with Dean." Roman replied as soon as he walked back into the room with 4 shot glasses and a bottle of La Prima. Brad's eyes widened as his body tensed up. Roman noticed this and frowned. He walked over to right side of the bed and sat the glasses and bottle on the nightstand.

"I know you don't know me all too well, but you don't have to be scared of me. I'm not going to hurt you or anything, and I'm sure as hell not going to do anything against your will. My name's Roman, and Dean, Seth and I are going to make you feel good." He said, smiling softly. Brad slowly peaked his head out of the sheets and looked up at Roman who's face was about 2 inches away from his. His hair was no longer wet like it was earlier, it was completely dry, and it was thick and wavy. He honestly wanted to run his fingers through it and kiss those plump lips of his. He was out of his wrestling gear also. All he had on was a pair of dark blue tight fitting jeans and it turned him on a little bit too much. Brad got so into checking him out that he hadn't noticed that he was trying to get his attention. He blinked a few times and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I just got... Um..." Brad looked away and blushed, not being able to find the words he was looking for. Roman chuckled and leaned up, placing his hands on his hips.

"I'm guessing the view was a bit distracting?" He said, smirking slightly. Brad couldn't help but to chuckle at his attempt of being sexy. Well, he didn't have to attempt. Out of the blue, he found himself laughing uncontrollably because Roman was tickling him.

"Roman! Oh god, stop!" He yelped, trying to swat his hands away.

"Alright alright! Fine." Roman pulled his hands away and laid down on his back next to him. Brad smirked and rolled on top of him.

"My turn." He said before tickling him. Roman started laughing and tried pushing him off, but surprisingly Brad had a strong hold on him, so he just gave up and let him have his fun. Brad straddled his waist but then he felt their cocks rub up against each other and he let out a low moan. He immediately stopped.

"I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to do that." Brad said, about to climb off of him but he grabbed his hips and kept him there.

"Don't move... Actually, do what you just did again. It felt so good." Roman said, licking his lips and looking up at him with lust filled eyes. Brad blushed a bit and nodded, slowly thrusting his hips upwards causing that same feeling to go rushing through their bodies. They were both rock hard by now. Brad just couldn't resist anymore. He leaned down and slammed his lips against Roman's. His lips were so soft, they felt like heaven. Brad would never get sick of kissing him. Roman let his eyes slip shut as he kissed Brad back, thrusting his tongue between his lips, asking for permission to invade his mouth. Brad gladly accepted and parted his lips as their tongues moved in unison with each others. Brad started grinding his hips against Roman's again and the moans eliciting from the younger man was addicting. After a little Brad pulled away and tucked a loose strand of hair behind his ear.

"You taste good." Roman said, chuckling quietly. Brad smiled and sat up.

"You taste even better." Brad replied, resting his forehead against his. Roman wrapped his arms around his waist and rubbed his lower back.

"I don't mean to sound creepy, but I've been watching you, Brad." He said, moving his hands down to his perfect round ass and squeezing it gently. Brad gasped and closed his eyes.

"How have you been watching me, hmm?" He asked, craning his head down and nuzzling his neck.

"Since I've gotten here. I love your little smile, I love your voice, I love your hair, I just... I love every single thing about you. I always tried to come up and talk to you but I never had the balls to. So here I am, pouring out my heart to you." Roman sighed and rested his chin on his shoulder. The smile that broke out on Brad's face was so big it made his cheeks hurt. He looked up at him and placed a hand on his cheek.

"I'm already falling in love with you, and we just met." Brad said with a chuckle. Roman smiled back at him and leaned into his touch. He took his hand off of his cheek and kissed the back of it.

"The things I want to do to you right now..." Roman growled, kissing his way up Brad's arm and to his lips. Brad moaned quietly and quickly pulled away before they do end up fucking around.

"I'd love that. But... I'm not too keen on getting walked in on by Seth and that other guy." Brad said. And right on cue, Dean and Seth walked out of the bathroom with nothing but towels wrapped around their waist.

"I see you boys got to know each other better." Dean said, smirking. He wrapped an arm around Seth's waist and pulled him close. Seth was still panting from their incident in the bathroom. Brad blushed once he remembered that he was still straddling Roman. He crawled off of his lap and hid himself underneath the covers once again. Roman looked down at the man that he would soon call his lover and sighed happily.

"I'm going to doze off for tonight." Roman said, slipping underneath the covers with Brad.

"Alright, man. Night." Dean said, heading out of the room down the hall to the spare hotel room he and Seth rented just for themselves that night.

"I thought you were going to drink with them?" Brad whispered. Roman shrugged and gripped his waist, yanking him closer to his body. Brad silently yelped and eased his leg on top of his. He wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. Roman wishes that he could just stop time and kiss him forever. He felt at ease, like nothing and nobody could ruin the mood he was in. He tangled his fingers into Brad's short hair and pressed his naked chest up against his. Brad moaned into the kiss, but pulled away before it got too heated between them. He knew he was falling for Roman, but he just couldn't bring himself to completely trust him. He wanted to take care of this man, he wanted to give him the world, but there was something nagging at him that maybe he isn't who he think he is. But then again, he just met him, so they both have a long way to go. Roman saw the somber look in his eyes and felt like he caused that.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me it's nothing because I can see that there's something bothering you." Roman said, resting his forehead against his. Brad sighed and shook his head.

"I'm just thinking hard, that's all." He replied, closing his eyes and leaning closer, loving the way their bodies molded together.

"You don't think I'm rushing into this, do you?" Roman asked, kissing his chin. Brad shook his head once again.

"No, not at all. I must admit, this is a lot to soak in, because this is a first for me. I've never been with a man before, so this is new to me. But like I said earlier, I already feel myself falling for you, and I don't think I'm going to be getting up anytime soon." He said, running his fingers through Roman's hair. "So I don't care what gender you are, or if we just met today, I'm developing feelings for you and there's no doubt about that." He added, smiling softly. Roman returned the smile and sighed, his breath tickling the slight stubble on Brad's face.

"You don't know how happy that made me. You don't have to say it back right now, but I love you, Brad." He said, punctuating his declaration of love with a kiss. Brad smiled against his lips and tugged at his hair gently, kissing him back. Roman quickly pulled away and pulled his hands of of his hair. "Don't do that, that turns me on... " He said, chuckling slightly.

"Whoops, sorry." He replied with a mischievous smirk, laying his head on his chest. "You should get some sleep. You guys have a long day ahead of you tomorrow, and I don't want to keep you up." Brad said, sadness lacing his tone. Roman slowly looked down at him and lazily played with his hair.

"You'll get your push soon..." He mumbled.

"Yeah, but when? I've been working my ass off, and I get sent up to the main roster because I was paid to stop Ryback from winning the title." Brad said, tears clouding his eyes. "I did not expect my first match on RAW to be humiliating. They made me go out there and look weak, like I had no skill, like I was useless and just another jobber. And to make it even worse, my mom, dad, and little sister came out to see me wrestle that night. My sister called me before my match and told me that she was excited to see her brother finally get his big break. Then I go out there and fucking lose. She called after the match and said "Even though you didn't win your match, you're still a champ in my book." and that's when I lost it and broke down in the locker room. My worst fear is failing, and that's exactly what I did. I failed. All my hard work went to waste. I let down everyone I love..." He added, tears flowing freely down his face. He didn't care if Roman saw him crying, or if he even cared. He just needed to get that off his chest.

"Hey, Brad. Brad, look at me right now." Roman said, tilting his chin up with his index finger. As soon as Brad locked eyes with Roman, he let out a pained sob and broke down in front of him. Roman's eyes widened. He honestly never knew what to do when someone cried, so he wrapped his arms around him and engulfed him in a hug. "Um... Uh, don't cry... I don't want to see you cry. Your time will come soon enough, it's just not now. Obstacles are going to get thrown in your way, but you can overcome those obstacles. Nothing's impossible..." He trailed off, not knowing what else to say. Brad felt his heart clench when Roman tried his best to cheer him up. "You're not a failure. People don't always succeed, but they don't give up. They try again until they finally accomplish what they want. So pinky promise me no matter what happens, you won't give up." He replied, sticking his pinky out. Brad's frown slowly turned into a grin as he wrapped his pinky around Roman's. "Pinky promise..." He said, squeezing his pinky gently. Roman smiled and took both of his hands and kissed the back of them. Then he started trailing feather light kisses up his left arm, all the way to his cheek. He then kissed his forehead, chin, nose, then placed a quick kiss on his lips. Brad felt himself quickly dozing off to the way Roman was treating him like he was a prized possession and he would guard him for the rest of his life. He felt loved, a feeling he hasn't felt in a while and he loved it. He loved all of it.

"Goodnight, Brad." Roman mumbled, slipping his leg between Brad's and resting his head on the pillow and falling asleep. Brad sighed happily and rested his forehead on his shoulder before finally falling into a deep sleep himself.

God damn, how come this one came out so creepy? "I've been watching you, Brad" DAMNIT JEZ WHAT WAS GOING THROUGH YOUR HEAD WHEN YOU WROTE THIS LAST MONTH?

Welp, here's this chapter for you guys! I'll have the 3rd one up immediately after I post this one. And I'm still working on the Ambreigns, which includes a lot of cuddly dorky Ambrose (i know y'all used to Ambrose being a dick in most fanfictions so I decided to change that) so yea let me quit my rambling and post this shit. Hope you enjoyed!