Beep.

Beep.

Beep!

Dean's alarm went off the second time that morning. He grumbled gently into his white cotton pillows and slammed his hand down on the off button. He looked at the clock, it was 8 in the morning. He forgot that he was supposed to do inventory with Roman today. Dean pushed some of his blond hair out of his face then slowly sat up on the bed. He had about an hour before he needed to be downtown, just enough time to shower and drink some stale black coffee.

He dragged his barely awake body out of bed and shuffled towards the shower. He knew he shouldn't of had so many bud light's last night but he needed something to mask that annoying feeling he got inside whenever he thought about Roman.

Roman told him last night that he actually wanted to date a girl and Dean didn't understand why that pissed him off so much. He turned on the cold water then stepped in the shower, trying to ignore his need to contemplate. The oatmeal soap that Roman brought him for Christmas was poured into Dean's hand and then lathered all over his body. "It's not like he hasn't dated before." Dean mumbled to himself as he soaped up even harder. It was true. Roman's been on plenty of dates before with women and in the end, he still couldn't get enough of Dean. So why should he be worried?

Probably because none of the women Roman ever dated looked like Nikki. She wasn't just gorgeous, she was heavenly. Even Dean admitted she was hot the first time they hired her. She had a beautiful face, great pair of tits and a tight body. She had looks that can lure and keep a man for years if she wanted too.

That's what made Dean so scared.

This was a best friend thing. Dean tried to tell himself as he cleaned his asshole. It had nothing to do with feelings for Roman or anything. This was Dean being protective. He didn't want his best friend to fall for a succubus that would only ruin his life. It had nothing to do with the way Roman holds him when they have sex. Or their kissing sessions after that would last an hour. Or the times he let Dean have him. Dean being the only man to ever get the pleasure to do so.

Nope. This was Dean being over protective. This was Dean being…

Just a friend.

Those words made something in Dean's stomach curl. He didn't even want to think about it. The blond instead grabbed a towel as he stepped out of the shower and dried himself off with it. He shook it over his blond mop and then placed it in his hamper. As he got dressed there was a beep coming from his phone. It was a text from Roman telling him to hurry up. Dean quickly texted back that he was on his way, threw on some jeans and his work tee then headed out the door.

As he was locking up his apartment, Seth had come out of his own. He had a black leather satchel with him and a yoga mat attached to the back. Seth smiled as he saw Dean locking up his apartment, his damp hair was dripping on his leather jacket. It kind of made Seth smile.

"Hey stud." Seth said, causing Dean to turn around. "Are you rushing somewhere?"

"Oh hey Seth." Dean smiled at him. "Yeah, just on my way to work you know."

"Yeah, actually so am I." Seth locked his own apartment door and then turned back to Dean. "Hey Dean, can I ask you a question?" He asked, stepping a little closer to Dean.

Dean stood there nervously as Seth invaded his space. "Yeah, um sure. What's up?"

"Do you always go to work with your hair wet?" Seth looked up at Dean's hair with a smile.

"Oh shit…" Dean blushed embarrassingly and shook his head no. "No I was just running a little late and-"

"Shh." Seth cut him off. "Don't worry, I got you covered." Seth opened up his satchel and pulled out a comb. He leaned up a bit and combed Dean's hair back, slicking the curls towards the back of his head. He then reached out his hand and smooth the back of Dean's hair down, hazel eyes smiling into blue and Seth caressed his hair softly. "There. Now you look really hot. You should wear your hair like this more often."

Dean pulled out his phone and looked into the camera. Fuck, Seth was right. He did kind of look super-hot. "Thank you, Seth." Dean smiled and put his phone away. "I was just gonna let it air dry but this is way better."

Seth put his comb back in his satchel then smiled at Dean. "No problem. Have a good day at work okay?" Seth smiled at him once last time then turned to take the stairs and Dean couldn't help but to watch his ass as he walked away.

About 2 hours later Dean made it to work. He came into the unopened restaurant with his key then headed to the back to already see Roman working on inventory.

"Sorry. I know I'm late." Dean said apologetically. "I got caught up."

Roman barely looked up at him when Dean apologized but as soon as Dean came over to the desk, Roman got a whiff of him and he smiled. "Oatmeal body wash." Roman said, looking up at Dean. "So you finally decided to use it I see."

"I use it." Dean replied, "Whenever you come over we both use it."

"Yeah whenever we shower together. You never use it alone. Must have been thinking about me this morning huh?"

You don't even know the half of it. Dean thought to himself. "I wasn't. I just ran out of Irish spring is all."

"Uh huh. Dean you don't have to lie. Honestly, I was thinking about you last night too. I was thinking…" Roman turned around in his chair and slowly pulled Dean down onto him. Dean rolled his eyes playfully, but still blushed as he sat down in Roman's lap. "I was thinking about your dick all night. I want to come over tonight. You can fuck me, I fuck you. What do you say?"

Dean bit his lip. He wanted to say no. He should be saying no, but like he told AJ yesterday. He's been Roman's acquired taste for some time now and that wasn't going to change anytime soon. "You want this thick cock inside of you, you gotta beg for it better than that." He teased Roman's lips with his own, then slowly grinded against his growing erection.

"Mm. I love it when you're in charge." Roman said back with a smile. "Please let me come over so you can fuck me? As hard as you want, all night long."

Dean smiled against his lips then softly kissed him. "Does that mean you're staying over? Cause I can't have you stealing my clothes again."

"Yeah I'm staying over and don't worry. For most of the night, you won't be wearing anything."

The friends started to kiss after that, completely ignoring the inventory they had to finish for a quick make out session in their office. Roman started to grab Dean's ass, slowly grinding him against his clothed erection and that's when someone walked in.

"Okay ew." Aj announced her presence oh so graciously. "You guys do know the restaurant opens in 30 minutes right? And here you two are, dry humping like horny teenagers."

Dean kissed Roman one last time then got up off of him, fixing his jeans so he throbbing erection wouldn't show. "Aj you know you're not allowed back here before the store opens."

"And you two know that you are messier than the Kardashians? What if was anyone but me walking in, seeing you two French and hump like horny house cats? Rumors would start then get back to certain waitresses who may have peaked a certain owners fancy…"

"That's enough Aj." Roman said, finally standing up. "Clock in and get to work please. Has Cody and Zack got here yet? They have to start up the grill."

"I think Zack just got here, I haven't seen Rhodes though." Aj frowned as she spoke to Roman. When it came to authority she always looked at Roman as bad cop. One who would fire her one the spot if she even breathed at him wrong so she kept her distance. "Is there anything else you need, my lordship?"

Roman clenched his jaw at her remark. "No that will be all." She smirked at Dean then left the two men alone. "Sorry we got a little out of hand. You can't just come in wearing that body wash and expect me to not pounce on you."

"Maybe that's why I wore it?" Dean smiled at him.

Roman took a deep breath out of his nose then nodded, walking over to Dean. He grabbed him at the waist and then pulled him in from behind. "Tonight. Make sure you have lube because I don't think I can take your dick bareback again." He kissed the side of Dean's ear then went back to doing inventory like nothing happened between them.

Dean got this weird feeling again in his gut like he had this morning, but he definitely ignored it as he came over and sat in the chair next to his. Roman was completing the inventory checklist, and Dean just sort of watched with a smile. He looked up at Dean, playing slapping his jaw.

"You alright dude?" Roman asked softly.

"Yeah." Dean quickly replied, smiling back at Roman. "Yeah, I'm good."

Nikki may have his eye now, but Dean knew there was no way Roman was giving him up anytime soon.

As the morning turned into the afternoon, the bar started up and things started to get busy around the restaurant. Roman finished up the inventory while Dean covered shifts and exchanged pleasantries with patrons. Nikki came in around 1:30. She was 20 minutes late for her shift. Roman was still in the back so Dean had to penalize her himself. He didn't want too, because he knew she would try to run to Roman. But damnit he owned the bar too and if she was going to be late then she had to be written up for it.

"Nikki meet me in the office in five minutes." Dean told her as soon as she put her coat away.

"Okay. I can't start my shift first though?" She said, her attitude already present.

"Like I said, back offices. Five minutes." Dean kept a stern tone with her and then walked off.

xxx

She came to the back offices in exactly five minutes like he said. Nikki sat down across from Dean with her arms crossed in front of her. "Yes sir?"

"You've been late three times this week Nikki. That's a write up I'm sorry." Dean pulled out the appropriate file and then handed it to her so she could sign. "Since this is your first write up I'll go easy on you. But you need to understand, two more and you can be terminated. Is that understood?"

"Does Roman know about this?" Nikki asked as she uncrossed her arms. "Can I speak to him instead?"

"Roman is busy. You're speaking to me." Dean kept stern with the brunette. She was trying to undermine his authority but Dean wasn't going to have it. "Now sign the paper and get back to work please."

Nikki scowled at him then picked up the pen, signing the paper angrily. "When will Roman be available?" She asked.

"After he finishes what he has to do."

Nikki gave him a look, a smirk that Dean knew meant something behind it. She nodded at him then left to go start her shift. Dean shook his head and walked into his and Roman's office. Roman was still there typing away at the computer. Dean closed the door behind him and then slammed the paper down on Roman's desk. "Write up needs to be e-filed for Nikki Bella." He walked back towards the door but was stopped by Roman's voice.

"Wait, why does Nikki have a write up?" Roman asked confused.

"This is her third time coming in late, Ro. You know that everyone gets one after three lateness's." Dean was a little annoyed now. Roman's never asked why Dean has written anyone up before. This was new.

"Oh. Well alright. I'm done with inventory so I'll E-file it then come out to check on everyone."

"Okay." Dean had nothing else to say. He just wanted to leave now.

"Are you alright Deano?" Roman asked, as he finished up e-filing. "You seem tense."

"I'm perfect." Dean said sarcastically. Roman caught on, and gave him a look. "Okay. Maybe I just don't like it that you questioned my judgement. You've never done that before."

"Oh." Roman stood up after he clicked the finished button then walked over to Dean. "I didn't mean to do that. It was just a snap reaction. You are right. We made the rule, after three lateness's they get written up. I'm sorry okay?" Roman smiled gently at him then held his hand out. "Let's do our handshake?" He asked softly.

Dean couldn't help but to smile at him and take his hand. They fist bumped twice then let it explode, then gave each other a hug. Dean looked up into those gray eyes and he got lost in them yet again. His best friend since high school. The guy he'd give a lung for. Roman noticed him staring again for the second time today, this time Roman blushed with a small side small forming on his face.

"You see something you like?" Roman asked gently.

"Shut up." Dean laughed and pushed him away softly. "Let's go see what the monkeys are doing."

"Good idea, I don't want Cody burning the kitchen down like he almost did last time. Tell me why we don't just fire him again?" Roman asked as he opened the door to their office.

"He's the best cook in in town." Dean said back walking out first.

"Oh right." Roman laughed. "Well shit."

Things seemed to be going okay as soon as Dean and Roman came back out to the restaurant. They split up and Roman went to go help tend bar and Dean went to go help Aj who looked like she could use some much needed help right now. Aj was dealing with her favorite costumer. Everyone known him as Phil around the restaurant but he introduced himself to Aj as Punk. His hair was jet black, cut off at the sides, he had a nice full beard and he was tatted up. Totally Aj's type but she didn't like his attitude. To top it off Punk was a MMA fighter looking to get into the UFC.

He came in one day and asked for coffee, black with two sugars. When Aj brought it out, the rest was history. Dean walked over to their table, smirking as he saw Aj and Punk in what looked like the middle of an argument.

"Hi. Is there a problem?" Dean asked as he held Aj at the back of her waist to calm her down.

"This asshole won't tell me what he wants to order. I've literally have been standing for over 10 minutes cause he says he's thinking. When I walk away he yells at me to come back. We do this EVERYDAY!"

"Well the menu is amazing. How am I supposed to just pick?" Phil smirked teasingly.

"Listen here you mother-"

"HEY!" Dean awkwardly laughed, cutting Aj off. "Why don't I take Punk's order and you go see if table number five needs drinks?" He pulled the pen and paper from her and then sent Aj on her way. Not before she squinted her eyes at Punk though.

"Turkey burger and steak fries right?" Dean said writing his order down.

"Yeah and another black coffee two sugars."

Dean nodded and was about to walk off when Punk stopped him. "Hey is Aj single by any chance?" He asked Dean quietly. "I wanna know for um a friend."

"For a friend right." Dean laughed, "Well, as far as I know she is. But don't take my word for it. She's private… and a little mean as well."

"Don't worry. I like mean." Punk nodded Dean off and Dean made an odd face before walking away. As he gave Cody the order, he looked towards the bar and noticed Roman and Nikki flirting once again. Dean's stomach didn't lurch like before because he knew that later, Roman would be all his. Nikki whispered something in Roman's ear then walked away, smiling as she walked pass Dean.

Dean came over to the bar and sat on a stool, looking at the overly ecstatic Roman. "Why are you smiling?" Dean asked.

"Dean. Just the man I wanted to see. I need to talk to you for a second." He looked over at Kevin who was restocking the cherries. "Yo, Owens. Take over a sec, I gotta talk to Dean."

"Sure thing boss." Owens nodded and that's when Roman grabbed Dean's hand and pulled him towards the back where nobody was.

"Ro what's going on?" Dean wondered what all the excitement was for. "I haven't seen you this excited since we met Chris Pratt."

"Well who could blame me? Chris is hot." Roman smiled, "No but seriously. I have great news. Nikki asked me out on a date tonight. After work. It looks like all that flirting finally paid off." He hit Dean in the chest playfully. "It's fucking awesome right?"

For some reason, the air in the room became tight, and Roman's words sounded like they were muffled behind a screen. Did he just hear the right? Did Roman just say that he was going on a date with Nikki? A date, instead of being with Dean. A date with her…

Not Dean.

"Deano?" Roman snapped his fingers in front of his face when Dean just stared blankly ahead. "Dean are you okay?"

Dean shook his head and then nodded, faking a huge smile. "Dude sorry, I must've blanked out there but yeah! This is awesome. Congrats on the… yeah. Date thing." He just wanted to leave now. Congrats on the date thing? Great. That sounded natural. He hit Roman playfully on the shoulder, "I guess we won't be uhh hanging out tonight?"

"Oh yeah." Roman cleared his throat. "I guess not. Unless you want me to come over after and –"

"No." Dean shook his head quickly. He didn't want to have Nikki Bella's sloppy seconds. "Have fun. I mean it okay?"

"Thanks Deano." Roman smiled at him. "I'll be sure to tell you all the details tomorrow ha."

I would rather claw my own eyes out. Dean thought to himself. "Sounds great. Uh, do you mind closing up yourself tonight? I got a thing I need to go to…"

"Uh yeah sure." Roman nodded.

"Great, I'll see you later then." Dean moved quick so he could get away, but not before Roman asked him one last question.

"Wait… you have a thing tonight even though we were supposed to hang out?"

"OH." Dean nervously laughed hoping Roman wouldn't of caught that lie. Now he had to dig himself out of it. Great. "Yeah, I was going to cancel it cause we were gonna ya know, but since you got a date thing, I figured I should go. So… yep. I'm gonna..." Dean quickly snapped his fingers at his best friend then walked off to their office. He couldn't get the mental image of them making out and dry humping just hours before out of his mind as he grabbed his jacket and hurried out of there.

xxx

"Fucking idiot." Dean chastised himself as he got on the C train to the L to go home. "I can't believe I thought he would choose me over her." People on the train watched as Dean talked to himself. One woman even moved far away from where Dean sat. He was even more embarrassed now. At least he got off in three more stops. The train stopped at 14th street and that's where Dean switched to the L. He got on and sat down, pulling out his headphones so he could listen to music.

He couldn't wait to just go home, but as the train stopped at first avenue, a friendly face got on. Seth Rollins smiled when he noticed Dean on the train. They just kept bumping into each other. It was cute. He got on then sat directly next to Dean, smiling at him.

"We got to stop meeting like this." Seth said, as he softly bumped Dean to get his attention.

Dean noticed Seth and the first thing he did was smile at the younger brunette. He took his headphones out of his ear and so he could hear what Seth was saying. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you. What did you say?"

"I said we have to stop meeting like this." Seth said again with a smile. "Hey Dean."

"Hey Seth." Dean said back turning so Seth now had his full attention.

"So… are you having a nice night?"

A/N: The over welcoming response I got for the first chapter was amazing. I never expected that many reviews or views for the first chapter. I was like okay Melle if I get at least 15, then maybe people want to read it. But almost 40? I was so completely astounded that I cried a bit lol. JJ told me I should've posted this a while ago but I didn't know if I should so maybe I should listen to her more often! Ha. I love you guys and wanna thank you for your support.

So I guess we're officially on another ride together. Here we go. Seth seems nice, but are you Team Ambreigns or Ambrollins? - Melle