A/N: Wow! I didn't expect such a great response from you guys! Thank you! I hope you enjoy the second chapter!


"You just opened up a new gallery and now you want to open up another one?" Seth Rollins raised an eyebrow at his friend, Roman Reigns.

"Yup. I have so much art I want to put on display. Plus, I have a lot of artists who are talented beyond belief. Their work deserves to be in the spotlight. Everyone deserves an opportunity you know?" Roman threw his own in his desk and laid back on his chair.

Seth smiled and nodded. Roman had a good heart and wanted to give everyone an opportunity. That's why he owned so many successful galleries. He knew how to pick out the right artists that had the talent. Roman sold around fifty frames of art work every day, per gallery. He would obviously split the money in half with the artists. It was an unusual way to run a business like that but it kept on working out for him.

Artists were more than happy to split the money with Reigns. He was giving them the opportunity to have millions see their artwork. That was their way of thanking him.

"So where do you want to open up this new one?" Seth opened up his notebook and grabbed a pen. Seth was the one that helped Roman get his venues for low prices. The perks of being best friends with a realtor.

"Here, in California again."

Seth nodded and wrote down a couple stuff. "I'll look into more venues that are available."

"Good, thanks man. I need to go meet with some artists then I'm heading home to change for a work out. Wanna join me?"

Seth shook his head and chuckled. "I don't know how you can own so many art galleries and be so calm all the time."

Roman grinned as he slipped on his suit jacket. "I have nothing but close friends working for me, man. I'm calm because I know I can trust them. Don't get me wrong, I communicate with them throughout the day but I know they're alright. I pay them good money for it too." He chuckled.

"Rich bastard." Seth joked as they walked out of Roman's office.

The best friends shared a laugh before stepping out onto the art gallery.

"Phil, I'm stepping out. You got everything under control right?"

Phil smiled. "No worries man, I'll lock up, get out of here. Bye Seth."

Seth blushed a little. He had a crush on Phil and the man never failed to make his heart flutter. "Bye Phil."

Roman and Seth stepped out and walked towards the parking lot.

"What are you waiting for? Why don't you ask him out?" Roman nudged Seth with his elbow.

Seth blushed again. "Maybe I will soon. I just want to wait until the time is right." Roman only nodded. "When was the last time you got laid?"

Roman shrugged. "It's been a while." He's been busy with his art galleries lately that dating was currently on hold. He was yet to find a guy that could grab his attention full swing.

Seth squinted his eyes, observing his best friend. "I need to hook you up with someone. You need some."

Roman chuckled. "Nah dude, I'm cool." Seth's blind date set ups never worked out for him.

"Suit yourself. See you later man." Seth gave Roman's shoulder a squeeze before walking over to his car.

When Roman got home after making deals with some artists, he changed into some gym shorts and a tank top. He adjusted his hair into a tight bun and grabbed his iPod. As part of his work out, he loved running in large spaces. His favorite spot, the park. It was huge and fairly quiet during the day.

Roman locked up his two-story house and jogged down the front steps. He carefully made his way through the streets until he reached the big park. Roman always ran the running trail but today, he thought he should try the hills. He placed his earbuds on and turned the music up as he began running up and down the steep heels. He could feel the burn in his calves already.

As Roman reached the most secluded hill, he took a glance at the guy sitting against the tree. It could easily be seen that he was homeless. Reigns frowned

Dean was lucky enough next day that he found decent amount of cans he could exchange for money. He was able to buy one small meal. He used the rest of the money to buy a new notebook and pencil. He was relieved he had enough money. It was something. Now, he was leaning against the tree, his knees bent as he worked on a drawing. He was using an old picture as reference but it was enough.

Roman got the top of the hill and noticed that the homeless man was drawing. He stepped a bit closer, wanting to get a better look And took his earbuds off.

"Can I help you?" Dean pulled the notebook to his chest and glared up at the tall figure hovering over him, blocking his light.

Roman's grey eyes traveled to those of the man sitting before him. Baby blue eyes. Beautiful. Was Roman's first word to describe this guy. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to eavesdrop like that. I was just curious as to what you were drawing."

"Well don't waste your time because I'm not showing you." Dean clutched his notebook tighter against his chest. Why was he being so rude? The day before he was crying because no one gave his art a chance. Now this guy actually wanted to see and he was acting like a dick towards him. This wasn't just some random drawing though. It was...emotional.

Roman could immediately tell that the drawing was somewhat private and sentimental. "I apologize. I shouldn't have invaded your privacy like that. I'll let you be." Reigns turned around to leave.

Dean bit his lip as he watched the tall man walk away. He quickly stood up and placed the notebook down. "Wait, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. That drawing is just..." Dean was finding it difficult to find words. As soon as he had approached the bigger man, he noticed that the man had very grey eyes. They were the most captivating eyes he has ever seen.

"I get it." Roman nodded. "Some drawings are meant for the eyes of the artist only."

Dean raised an eyebrow. The guy took the words directly out if his mouth. "How would you know that?"

Roman chuckled. "I do some drawing and painting myself. I own like a bunch of art galleries. I'm Roman Reigns." He extended his hand.

Dean's jaw dropped. This was Roman Reigns?! He couldn't believe he was standing in front of him right now. The famous Roman Reigns! After a moment, he finally shook his hand and told him his name. They both instantly felt the spark as their palms made contact. Dean quickly released his hand and took a step back shyly.

"How many galleries do you own in total?" He asked curiously.

"Twenty. And I have two here. It's going to be three soon."

"You're opening up another one? Didn't you just open one like a week ago?"

Reigns smiled as he studied Dean's features. He had auburn hair that stayed messy all over his head. He had dimples that were noticeable even if he wasn't smiling. Those piercing blue eyes were breathtaking. Chubby cheeks. He was gorgeous.

"Yeah but I like to give as many artists as I can the opportunity to show their work."

Dean found himself observing the bigger man. He has long raven colored hair that was tied back into a bun. A chiseled jaw that fit his face perfectly. He was obviously in very good shape. His large biceps shown off from the tank top he was wearing. He had an interesting tribal tattoo on his right arm.

"That's really nice of you." Dean finally answered.

Roman nodded in response. There was awkward silence between then now and it was too much for Dean. "Well umm, I guess I better get back..." He slowly glanced back at the tree before looking back at Roman.

"Umm I know you don't want to show me the one you're doing now but would you like to show me some of your other work?"

Dean squinted his eyes. He didn't want to fall into false hope...again. Could Roman possibly consider putting up his work if it was good enough, in his new gallery? "Why?"

"I really want to see how good you are. Maybe put some up in the new gallery. We can work something out. Someone ends up wanting to buy, we split the money." Roman shrugged and explained easily.

"That seems fair. I don't want get my hopes up though. I probably suck compared to the work you have in your galleries." Dean was never an insecure artist but Reigns Galleries was the most known and successful. Only top notch art work was up on the walls. He did take it as a sign that Roman Reigns crossed his path though. Maybe his work was good enough?"

Roman cocked his head to one side and observed the insecurity glowing on Dean's face. "I'm sure they're great. Come on, we can go to my place. Grab all your stuff." His need for a work out was completely forgotten.

Dean hesitated a bit before nodding and climbing up the hill to retrieve his things. He hoped Roman liked his stuff. Not just to get his stuff seen but to impress the bigger man. He called himself worthless countless times but found the urge to show this man that he was worth it. He hoped it wouldn't backfire on him.