Tyler didn't remember much after he and Adam left the bar together, a taxi waiting at the curb for them and they hurried inside it, Adam giving the driver his address. They started making out in the back of the taxi, one starting to unbutton the other's shirt. Tyler remembered both of them going inside Adam's apartment, Adam passionately kissing him before going into his bedroom, clothes quickly coming off. He remembered the sun coming up before they laid down and went to sleep, Adam waking up and started to get ready for work two hours later as Tyler slept peacefully in the bed.

Something dropping followed by a loud "Fuck!" in another room woke Tyler up, a headache forming before he sat up and adjusted his eyes, looking around the room to see a room he wasn't so familiar with. An image of a good-looking man with a bright smile and a bright red shirt popped into his head and he quickly reminded himself he went home with that guy, Adam Cole.

He got out of the bed and went through the mess of clothes on the floor to find his boxers, walking out of the bedroom and slowly tried to make his way through the small hall and into the kitchen where he saw Adam on his knees and cleaning a drink up from the floor. Tyler grabbed a couple paper towels, bending down and helped Adam clean up the drink he had spilled.

Adam looked up at Tyler and half smiled, shocked that Tyler was helping him clean his mess. He hasn't changed at all. Adam watched as Tyler stood up and threw away the paper towels, looking down to see Adam with a smile.

"Did I do something wrong?" Tyler asks.

Adam shakes his head and laughs, "No, no, you didn't do anything wrong." He said, standing up. "It's just... I can't believe you haven't tried to skip out yet and you helped me clean up my coffee. You're pretty awesome."

Tyler shrugged his shoulders as he started to feel his cheeks burn, "I've never had a one night stand before, I'm nothing special, really. All I ask is for a bottle of water or something so I can get rid of this headache."

Adam suddenly felt hurt when he heard Tyler say that. He went over to the counter and went behind a box of protein bars and got two ibuprofen for him, handing them to him before going into the fridge and getting him a bottle of water.

"Don't let anyone tell you that you're not special, whether it was that guy who left you, or any one else. I don't know who put that into your head but you need to remember that you are a special person." Adam reminded him, his voice cracking a bit as he tried to forget something. "And one night stands are as great as people say, trust me. It just so happens that we had tons of fun.. That lasted until the crack of dawn," He says with a chuckle.

"Would it still be a one night stand if I maybe asked you to dinner?" Tyler wondered.

Seth walked with Roman through the whole building that they were looking at for Roman's restaurant. They had both been to what felt like millions of buildings in less than a month and Roman had still yet to find THE building for him. Of course all the other buildings were beautiful but some weren't the correct amount of space, didn't have a good vibe, too much money, or it didn't fit up to what Roman had in mind... And so far, this place was perfect to Roman - It had all the space he was looking for (and extra space just in case!) with a great price, it was in a good neighborhood and so far, it was giving Roman a good vibe.

Seth stepped outside for some fresh air and lit a cigarette while Roman was finishing the process of becoming an owner of the building. Seth leaned against the wall with his sunglasses on, the sky bright although it was a bit cold. That was September alright...

Ever since Roman had told Seth that he had been thinking about opening a restaurant back in France, Seth had no problem with it. He never admitted that he was homesick for Delaware because he'd always been saying he wanted to get out since he was younger, but the little state would always have a bigger place in his heart than he let people see. So they agreed to move back to Delaware after they spent a day trip in Monaco for the Grand Prix and sold their small home, booking their flight back home...

While everything looked bright for Roman and how happy they seemed to be, Seth couldn't help but wonder about himself - What was he good at? He didn't have something he was so passionate about that he could open a store for it. All he did was bartend, which he was pretty damn good at, and in France he worked as a party planner for a club while Roman worked as a chef.

Roman had cooking, what did he have? Tyler worked worked in the business of statistical analysis. All Seth wanted was to do was find his thing. He did go to college for about a year to become a lawyer, which he enjoyed because he always wanted to work for the law, but he didn't want to go through school again.

He rubbed his head, all of this worrying and thinking was giving him a headache. Why didn't they tell him that at 28 years old he would have no clue what to do? He was always told that by now he'd have his life together, a committed relationship, and thinking about marriage and kids... All things he wanted with Roman, no doubt.

He took one more inhale of the cigarette before throwing it onto the ground and stomping on it. He put his hands into his pocket and walks back into the the building where he saw Roman talking to the real estate agent about how to cook a recipe for chicken in the slow cooker and it would most likely be on his menu. Seth smiled at the thought of what he would put on his menu, Roman loved to cook all things.

"How's it going?" Seth asks.

When Roman and their agent Michael turned their heads, Seth saw Roman have the biggest smile on his face and was reminded one of the reasons why he fell in love with Roman in the first place. Surprisingly, it made Seth feel a bit better over not knowing what to do with his future.

"It's going good! I already signed the contract, we've got this place for three years and I was telling Michael how to make that hot sauce chicken in the slow cooker. Remember - The one I made you on one of our first dates?" Roman recalled.

Seth laughed, pointing at him, "But you never turned on the crock pot that morning, remember? We had to wait until midnight to eat," Seth remembers. Everyone started to laugh and then Roman tried to cover his face by one of his hands, Seth pulling some of his hair out of his face.

A phone started to ring when all of them checked their phones, Michael excusing himself out of the building as he put the phone up to his ear and started talking to someone, explaining to them that he was just finishing up a contract signing. Roman walked up to Seth, putting his hands around Seth's neck and giving a peck on his lips, Seth beginning to blush.

"Why don't we go home, open some champagne and celebrate?" Roman suggests.

"I like that..." Seth trailed off, seeing Roman's smile fade as he knew where Seth was going to go with this. "... But I can't, Tyler called me while I was out there and he told me he wanted to see me, it seemed pretty important.." Seth lied. He did feel bad for lying but he also wanted to spend some time by himself to maybe get himself out of this funk before he celebrated with Roman, not wanting Roman to know how he was feeling about this just yet.

It hurt to see Roman's smile just fade that quickly, but he just nodded his head, "Sure, go ahead. I don't want to take you away from your brother, after all, you guys do have some time to catch up on. Maybe we'll celebrate later."

"Yeah, of course." Seth agreed. "Lots of champagne and celebration later tonight, I promise."

Seth had found himself walking all the way down to the club, which was now located downtown, and ordering drinks until he said for the new bartender, Tyler Breeze, to stop them. After the fifth round of scotch, Seth made his way towards the back where he knew where the employees clocked in and got ready for their shifts and for the people who went on stage to prepare... Everyone was shocked to see him, that is the people who were working there that were there when he was, and repeatedly had asked him to leave the backstage. Seth refused to leave because he "worked there before" but Ziggler took him out of the club, seeing he was drunk and offered to drive him back to Seth's place so Roman wasn't worried. Instead of taking him up on the offer, Seth kissed Dolph while his hand traveled into his jeans.

Dolph grabbed Seth's hand and took it out of his pants, pulling away from the kiss, turning serious. He shook his head, "I'm not going to let you screw over your relationship with Roman. Dude, I've been working here long enough to hear the stories... You guys are finally getting it right, I don't want to come in between the two of you guys and be known as the guy who broke you guys up. And as a matter of fact, I'm seeing someone." He says, helping Seth into the car, watching him put his seatbelt on.

It could be seen on Seth's face that he was bothered by something even though he never said anything to make it seem like it, although the only thing he had said to Dolph was his address and that he was sorry for what he had done on the way to his place. At some point Dolph was convinced that Seth had started to cry when he heard him sniffle and he wiped something away with his fingers.

Seth remembered stumbling into the place with the door shutting loudly, wincing at shutting his eyes when he heard it in the kitchen. Once he was in the kitchen in the dark, he hit his foot on something and he let out a groan, out of nowhere laughing so hard that tears were forming in his eyes when the light was turned on and he saw Roman in his robe, walking towards him.

"What on Earth were you doing that you decided to stay out until one in the morning, Seth? I was worried about you." Roman freaks out, "I called Tyler around nine, he said that instead of needing help he was on a date. So what did you do that made you think you possibly had to lie to me?"

Seth stood tall with a hand on the counter as he looked at Roman, clearing his throat, "I went to the club, did you know they relocated to downtown? It's a bigger space now which is good - "

"Don't try to change the subject!" Roman cut him off.

Seth sighed, "Fine. I went to the club and got drunk, is that okay? I lied to you because you were so fucking happy about this restaurant and how our lives are going to be changing for the better because you are going to finally live out your dream while I'm standing right next to you silently unsure of what the hell I'm going to do in life! I mean, seriously, all I was ever good at was bartending and you're over here making gourmet shit that I don't even know how to pronounce for tons of people in the French restaurant and now you want to make the same gourmet stuff here. You have your dream that you are living out, you have your life together, Roman. I don't." He yells shocked that everything was unexpectedly coming out of his mouth right now. "Everything is like it was when I was in high school and transitioning into college - I have no fucking idea what I want to do with my life because the one thing that I want to do requires so much work and when I went to do it, I quit because my mother needed help and she turns out to stop talking to me because she found out I was gay. I threw my life away and now I have no clue what to do. Whenever I feel like shit, I want to go somewhere and get drunk. I may lie about it. Sue me."

Seth watched Roman come closer to him and rest his left hand onto Seth's hand that was on the counter, looking down to them. He shook his head, "I can't believe you feel the need to lie to me, I thought we had been over that before. We're honest to each other, no matter how we are feeling." He says, looking up and putting his hand on Seth's cheek, "It's okay that you don't know what to do in life, not many people do at times in life. All you gotta do is have faith that you'll wake up one day and figure it out but until then, try for other things."

"I don't want to feel this way."

"I know and it's tough but trust me, you'll find something you are passionate about and you'll be able to do it. We've got a lifetime ahead of us." Roman smiles, "Now, let's get you to bed. And just know that you're going to have one horrible hangover tomorrow."

Author's Note: Hello, y'all! Sorry it's been a little while, I've been a little stuck on how to have this go. Hopefully you guys like it! This chapter holds a little meaning to upcoming chapters, so... ;) haha.

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I am sad to say it, but this fanfic will be put on hold. I will be working on a new series and I hope you stick around!