Dean awoke the next morning with a throbbing headache. He groaned and rubbed his temple.
"What the hell happened last night?" He mumbled. He jumped when a voice across the room answered him.
"Well, you got completely trashed, I picked you up from the bar, and brought you back. You promptly passed the fuck out." Roman spoke. Dean nodded, and looked at the Samoan man, noticing that he was being handed two Advil.
"Thanks." Dean spoke. Roman simply nodded, before moving on to another topic. "So Seth never came home last night." Dean looked up.
"Really?" Roman nodded.
"I think he stayed with Kait." Dean groaned.
"When is he gonna grow a set and ask her out?" Roman shrugged.
"Is it just me, or has she been acting weird lately?" Roman asked. Dean contemplated this, before nodding.
"She doesn't seem as happy anymore." Dean thought aloud. Roman nodded.
"That's what I was thinking. She almost seems depressed." Dean agreed.
"Seth'll probably figure out what's going on." The two nodded, followed by an awkward silence. After several minutes, Dean spoke.
"So why'd you lie to me?" Dean asked, breaking the silence. Roman looked confused.
"What?"
"Well, I didn't think I'd remember last night, but it's all coming back to me." Roman felt like he'd been punched in the gut. Dean remembered? Roman sighed.
"Look, I know you don't feel the sa-"
"You jump to conclusions entirely too quickly." Dean interrupted. Roman sighed. "You ever hear the saying 'The truth comes out when you're drunk'? Cause it's true." Roman stayed quiet. "Ro, I really care about you."
"Dean, I care about you more than you know, trust me."
"Then why don't we give it a shot?" Dean asked. Roman simply shrugged. He really didn't have a reason, other than fearing how it could end. "I'm willing to try it if you are, and if you want, we can keep it quiet. We don't have to announce it to the whole world, just who we want to know." Dean recommended. After staying quiet for a while, Roman nodded.
"Okay." Dean smiled at the man in front of him. "But," Roman spoke again, louder than before. "we need to work with you on this drinking thing." Dean sighed.
"I know..." Dean spoke quietly. "It runs in my family, alcoholism. I really want to stop, but I feel like I can't." Roman nodded.
"Well we need to work on that as soon as we can. But, you never showered last night, so go do that now cause you smell like beer."
"You coming with me?" Dean asked, smirking. Roman rolled his grey eyes.
"Get your ass in the shower." Dean laughed and walked towards the bathroom. Once he was sure that Dean was in the shower, he ran over to his phone and called Seth.
"Hello?" Seth answered.
"Hey, where are you?"
"Oh, I spent the night with Kaitlyn."
"Oh, alright. Hey, do you know what's up with her? She seems depressed lately." He noticed Seth's hesitation.
"Let me get outside, I don't want her to hear me." After a few seconds, Roman heard the click of a door shutting. "Look, I'll tell you, but you need to tell me a secret so I know you're not gonna say anything." Roman nodded.
"Fair enough. I'm gay."
"Wait, what? Since when?!"
"A few months now, I think. Oh, and I'm dating Dean." Roman chuckled, thinking about how shocked Seth must've been.
"Please tell me that just happened and I'm not a dumbass that couldn't pick up on it."
"It became official probably five minutes ago." He heard Seth's relieved sigh and laughed. "Anyway, what's going on with Kaitlyn?" He heard Seth sigh again, but this time, it was a sad one.
"I have no clue what to do, Ro. Last night I went to take some Advil and I reached in to the medicine cabinet and I felt something prick my finger. I looked inside to see what it was and it was a razor blade." Roman's eyes widened. "She was asleep and I pushed up her sleeve cause she's a heavy sleeper. Her arm was all sorts of fucked up. There were a few old cuts, but she definitely just started again."
"This isn't like Kait... wonder what triggered it." He spoke.
"I have to go, Kait's waking up. I'll get in touch with you later."
"Save me the trouble, tell her about me and Dean."
"Will do." Roman hung the phone up before walking in to the hotel room. He looked up and saw Dean, washed and fully clothed, sitting on the recliner watching TV.
"What was that about?" Dean asked. Roman sighed.
"It was Seth, I was asking him about Kait. I told him about us too, he seems pretty happy." Dean nodded.
"So what's going on with Kait?" Roman sighed.
"Seth said he found a razor blade and that her arm was all cut up." Dean's eyes widened.
"What? Are we taking about the same Kait?" Roman nodded.
"Unfortunately." Dean shook his head.
"This is so unlike her. She knows she can come to us for anything, but she decides to cut herself instead? What would have been so bad that she felt she had to cut herself instead of talking to someone?"
"Maybe it's something we couldn't stop." Roman pointed out. Dean sighed, putting his head in his hands. "Dean? Did you notice she's been flinching away from people? Guys in particular?" Dean nodded.
"Yeah, she jumps whenever I put a hand on her shoulder." He spoke, realizing Roman was on to something.
"Well, someone probably did something to make her distrustful of men." Roman spoke. Dean nodded, sighing afterwards.
"Let's face it, if something happened, she'll never admit it." Roman agreed sadly. To Roman and Dean, Kait was a little sister. They really cherished the friendship between the three of them because they could tell her anything and vice-versa.
Well, at least they thought she could tell them anything.