Thank you very much for your support, it means a lot to me. On tuesday I will update The Hounds of Justice.
Dean was doing a test, solving the formulas with ease after the classes that Roman gave him the weekend.
He finished quickly and left the classroom because it was already late afternoon. When arriving at the hall a beautiful blonde woman approached him before the astonished look of his classmates, who were startruck seeing her.
"Jon." She murmured, to be heard only by Dean.
"Wrong name." Dean murmured accusingly. "That's the name of that damn bastard and I don't want you to call me like him."
"That damn bastard is still your father, Dean." She corrected herself while taking him away from the other students.
"That man destroyed my mother to the point of taking her to death, because of him I..." Dean gulped. "I don't want to know anything about him."
"I have bad news for you." The blonde said with concern. "Your father appealed the verdict and he got a new trial and if this time he gets to convince the jury, now the one imprisoned, will be you."
Dean looked at her wide eyed. "But I was 17 years old and I don't even... I just..." He shook his head. "Besides, it was he who caused all this!"
"But it was you who was driving, Jon... I mean Dean." She insisted. "The fortune that you inherited from your mother, my contacts and efficiency have you here, free and living without problems and have him behind bars. And believe me, I want things to continue like this, so we have to go through this again."
Dean covered his face with his hands "Renee you have no idea, this is the worst moment for this to happen to me, right now when I was..."
Dean sighed and said nothing more. Renee cocked an eyebrow.
"You know if you have something to say to me you should do it, I need all the information available to win the trial again."
"I thank you for your concern, Renee. My mother always trusted you and did the right thing, you are the best." Dean said with sincerity. "But I am not hiding anything."
"I really appreciated your mother and you too, Dean." Renee smiled. "At least we have in our favor that no one knows where the only survivor is. The one who did not testify the first trial because he was in a coma and we did not know if he would live or die. It's just your father against you and I don't think he has a lawyer like me."
"There are not two Renee Youngs in this world." Dean nodded. "We're going to talk about this in a private place."
The conversation went on until the night. Dean reviewed the documents. All this was so stressful and could not be avoided, apparently.
...
Roman prepared dinner and waited for his young roommate but he didn't come. The Samoan didn't want to admit that he was somewhat worried about his absence and even sad, because he was getting used to Dean. His funny comments and his spontaneity, and now he was eating alone.
"If I were more communicative with him, he would have told me that he was going to be late and I would not be here alone and worried, dying to know if he's okay."
Roman sighed. He was so tired, his job was very hard. He ate and left Dean's food in the kitchen and went to sleep.
It was maybe two in the morning when Roman woke up. He had not really been able to sleep peacefully, worried about Dean. He left his room and saw with relief that the boy's backpack was on the rack.
However, his relief was short-lived as he heard Dean complaining in his room.
Roman didn't want to invade his privacy, he didn't want to bother him but the cries increased so Roman decided to know what happened to the boy.
He entered the room and found Dean thrashing on the sheets. The light that filtered through the window gave enough clarity to distinguish what was happening. Dean looked so desperate it was obvious that, whatever he was dreaming about, was definitely scary. Roman approached the young man trying to wake him up.
"Don't leave me, please don't leave me. I can explain." Dean murmured in his dreams.
"Dean, wake up." Roman softly but firmly held him by the arms. "Come on kiddo, wake up."
Dean stirred a little more and woke up, breathing hard.
Seeing Roman in front of him, Dean started crying and threw himself into his arms, clinging to the older man as if his life depended on it. As if soon he wouldn't have the opportunity to do something like that.
"It was just a dream, kiddo. You're fine now." Roman said trying to reassure him.
At that moment the Samoan struggled between holding the boy in his arms or remaining motionless and just let himself to be embraced.
But seeing him so scared, Roman could not take it anymore and his defenses were shattered. The raven-haired man hugged him tightly while petting the Dean's back.
"It was just a bad dream." Roman noticed that the boy was beginning to calm down, feeling protected.
"Please don't leave, please don't leave me alone here." Dean said with his face buried in Roman's chest. "Just hold me, I promise I will not bother you, I will not make any stupid comments just hold me."
Roman continued petting the boy's back. "Your comments are not stupid, Dean, and I'm not going anywhere, now try to sleep okay?"
"Thank you." Dean finally stopped shaking and crying.
Shortly after the boy was asleep in Roman's arms. It was then that the raven-haired man questioned the fact that he was in the same bed with a man more than 10 years younger than him.
But seeing Dean sleep so calm after that panic attack. Roman stopped thinking about the absurdity of the situation. Yes, it was true that he was doing exactly what he had sworn not to do: to trust another person, to give another person the power to hurt him.
But now it was different, Dean was just a young man, a very lonely one and with a past that he only knew details about but it was obvious was sad. Dean needed love and support.
Roman decided not to think about anything else and lay down next to him. Dean snuggled against Roman's body clinging to him still asleep and Roman smiled.
Soon they both slept peacefully, without any fear or worry.
...
At dawn Roman opened his eyes and there was Dean. He looked like a puppy, totally adorable with his messy hair and calm expression, while he slept in his arms.
And the weird thing wass that this didn't feel forced. Everything seemed so natural and logical that Roman felt a chill. He never would have imagined that something like this could happen to him.
Dean started to wake up and Roman thought he would be scared to find him still in his bed.
But boy, he was wrong.
"You didn't leave me." Dean smiled tenderly.
And God if that smile went straight to Roman's heart. This boy had managed to get into his heart and now Roman was questioning everything... absolutely everything about their relationship.
"You asked me not to leave you." Roman looked at him fondly. He no longer wanted to keep feigning indifference. "Last night you cried and in your dream you asked someone not to abandon you."
Dean gulped.
"You don't have to tell me anything..." Roman tried to explain himself.
"Remember I told you my mother was dead." Dean returned to embrace Roman as if this were the most natural thing in the world. "She comitted suicide. I was not there when it happened. She was struggling with depression for years and one night she could not take it anymore and she overdosed with antidepressants. I could not do anything for her... That's why when I saw that you were about to commit suicide, I had to do something for you..."
Roman was in awe. He didn't know what to say. Dean didn't stop surprising him.
"That was the connection you were talking about all this time." Roman closed his eyes, understanding everything. "I'm so sorry, Dean, I didn't know..."
Then Roman held the boy even more in his arms. "That was your nightmare? You begged your mom not to leave you?"
Dean didn't affirm or deny that theory. He just clung more to Roman.
"There are many things I cannot tell you, but I just want you to know that you are very important to me. In these three weeks you have become part of my life and I don't want to lose you. I know you don't trust me and..."
Roman smiled at him as he interrupted his words. "Now I do, I do trust you, Dean. There are many things that I can't say and I want you to know that even if you don't know more than my name and that once I tried to take my own life... I want you to know that I am going to be here, okay. You're not going to be alone anymore."
Dean smiled. "You won't be alone anymore either, Roman, and that's why I want us to make a promise."
Roman looked at him curiously. "Tell me."
"I promise you by my mother's memory, and she is the person I love the most, that no matter what happens or how badly everything looks like, regardless of the things that I get to know about you and that you get to know about me. I will always be with you." Dean said with conviction and he kissed Roman's cheek
And like all the things that Dean did, this also went straight to Roman's heart. Dean was just a kid, one hungry for love and companionship. Roman knew then, that Dean was undoubtedly the answer of his prayers.
"I promise you for the most sacred thing that I have that nothing, no person or circumstance will make me get away from you. You won't be alone anymore, I will always be with you, little one."
And seeing the genuine joy in the face of this boy who was changing his life for better. Roman could not contain himself. He moved the messy hair that was on the boy's forehead and placed a soft kiss there.
Sealing in this way the pact they made that morning.
Finally Dean gained Roman's trust. Although both hide almost everything of the other's life.
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