Roman got into the car and saw Dean staring at nothing, arms crossed and the pissed off expression still on his face. Roman started the car and drove off. Roman was in the car. He was starting to worry. He hoped Dean was doing alright in there. He bounced his leg nervously. After what seemed like forever, they parked in front of Roman's house. "I know you're not fucking deaf Roman!" "Beth!?"
"133 - 48 Roosevelt Ave." Dean said nonchalantly. "What is that?" Roman asked. "Where I want to go." Dean said staring straight ahead. "Why do you want to go there?" Dean looked at Roman. "I need to get my shit don't I?" Dean asked with attitude. "Get your shit? You want to go back to your house? Hell no Dean." Roman said shaking his head. "I'm sorry, do you want me to go on a killing rampage? Because that could happen if I don't have my medication." Dean said. "Shit, your medication is there?" Dean slowly nodded with a flat lined smile. Roman sighed. As much as he didn't want to go back, Dean really needed his medication and so he made a U-turn and started to go back to Jonathan's house. "Just be careful okay, if anything, please call or yell if you can if he tries anything."
Roman got back to the house faster than expected. Dean wasn't showing it, but he was scared. "Be quick with it Dean." Dean rolled his eyes. "I will Roman, chill out." Dean stepped out and jogged to the porch. As he reached to his pocket for his keys, a gust of wind blew the door open. Dean froze. Why was the door already open?
Dean payed no mind to it and rushed up the steps to their bedroom.
With caution Dean walked into the bedroom where he was greeted by Jonathan just sitting on the edge of the bed. Dean stood still for a split second before looking around the room for his medication.
"I know what you're doing..." Jonathan said softly. Dean ignored the comment and continued searching. "You're not leaving me that easily Dean. I won't let it happen." Dean payed no mind and began to get frustrated. Where the hell was his medication?
Jonathan basically read his mind. "It's right here." He said holding it up. Dean shut his eyes and sighed loudly. Jonathan examined Dean's pill bottle with fake interest. "This is pretty important isn't it?" Jonathan asked looking up at Dean.
Dean nodded slowly. "Well if you need it, come get it. Look, I'll even make it easier for you babe." With that being said, Jonathan put the bottle right next to his leg, still in his reach.
Dean wanted to cry in frustration. "Jonathan please! Just give me the bottle!" Dean didn't care. He was tired of Jonathan's bullshit at the moment. "Then come get it Dean! I'm letting you take it." Jonathan said smiling. He made a quick attempt. He rushed up to Jonathan to snatch the bottle when his arms caught Dean.
"Get off of me! Get off!" Dean said struggling in Jonathan's grip. He tried to elbow him but he couldn't even move, the grip was too tight.
"Dean you can't leave me! I love you! Don't do this!" Jonathan said still gripping him.
"Roman!" Dean yelled at the top of his lungs. "Fuck Roman! He's not taking you away from me!" Jonathan said yelling in Dean's ear. "Roman help me!" Dean continued to yell.
Then commotion from inside the house immediately caught Roman's attention.
"Roman help me! Roman!"
That was definitely Dean.
He wasted no time running in the house. He ran through the house looking for Dean.
"Dean! Dean baby!" He yelled.
"Roman!" He heard Dean's hoarse voice come from upstairs. Roman ran up the stairs skipping steps.
Following Dean's helpless voice he busted into the bedroom. The scene was horrifying. Jonathan was pinning Dean down on the bed both yelling in each other's face. Dean's face quickly lit up in relief when he saw Roman.
Out of pure anger, Roman yanked Jonathan to the ground effortlessly and immediately carried Dean out of the house and back to the car.
Roman placed Dean in the passenger seat and buckled him in. He walked around to the driver's seat and sat there, just trying to collect everything that just happened. He and Dean were both out of breath.
"Roman, the-the medication..." Dean said shaking. "Fuck the medication, we'll get a renewal. Until then just, just try to control it. Dean rolled his eyes. "Well if I could control it I wouldn't need the pills."
Roman sighed. "Dean now isn't the time for your little smart comments alright?" Roman said starting the car. Dean decided to keep quiet since Roman seemed a bit frustrated/stressed. Once again, the ride to Roman's place was silent.
Dean didn't want to but he felt like apologizing. He dragged Roman into this. He's the one who called him in the first place.
"Roman..." Dean whispered. "What?" Roman said still frustrated. He winced at Roman's cold response. "I'm sorry." Dean said looking at the car mat beneath his seat. "Sorry for what?" He said with a questioning expression. "For bringing you into all of this. I didn't even think you were going to help me." Dean said waving his hands around. "Well, you needed me. You needed my help. Why wouldn't I help you?" Dean thought to himself for a moment. "Well you could have said no." Dean said shrugging. "Now why would I say no Dean? Yes, I could have said no, but I didn't." Dean hated how caring Roman could be at times. It could get him into things like this.
"Well why didn't you?!" Dean said banging his fist against dashboard.
"Because I love you Dean! Why don't you understand that?!" Roman said immediately bringing the car to a hard stop.
Dean's eyes widened, first because Roman yelled at him, stopped the car in the middle of the road and said he loved him...again.
"Roman..." Dean tried to find the words to say, but he couldn't. "Enough Dean. I've heard enough of your bullshit for tonight." Roman continued the drive to his place. Dean was shocked no one has ever spoken Dean that way before and he's not sure if he wants anyone to do so ever again. It makes him feel small.
Roman got out of the car and angrily slammed the door. Dean hated this. He hated seeing Roman angry, and the fact that he's the one that caused it made him regret everything he did tonight. Dean soon followed Roman inside before he locked him out.
Roman threw his coat on the top of couch and stormed inside of the bathroom leaving Dean standing in the living room. He decided to lay on the couch and watch TV. He had to. He made his decision to actually talk to Roman.
After 10 minutes Roman came out smelling like shampoo and ALOT of old spice. "Roman, can you come here please?" Dean asked softly. Roman sighed and sat next to Dean on the couch. "Now, please don't talk, just listen." Roman nodded and Dean was relieved.
"Look Ro all that happened in the past and tonight, I just, I'm just so sorry. I caused it all. Looking back I realized I wasn't careful with my actions back then and God I'm sorry Roman I really am." Dean said looking down into his lap. Roman lifted Dean's head slowly and made Dean look directly at him. "It's okay Dean, I understand." Dean was confused. "No, you don't understand roman, you haven't dealt with shit like this. I have and I'm sick of it but at the same time I can't control it Roman. I just keep fucking things up! I mean look at what happened to us! I did that!" Dean said covering his face with his hands. "Dean stop beating yourself up about it. Your right you can't control it and it's not your fault babe." Dean looked up when he heard "babe". "Don't ever forget Dean, I'm here for you whenever you need me, because-" Dean cut him off. "Because you love me, I know." Roman raised his eyebrows. "Exactly." Roman said caressing Dean's leg. "But why me." Dean said sadly. "You could do better than me." Roman shook his head. "In my book, no one is better than you Dean. Your amazing baby and in case you haven't noticed, I can't get over how perfect you are to me." Roman said never taking his eyes off of his former partner. He noticed something changed in Dean.
"Roman..." Dean said quietly. "What baby?" Dean started breathing a bit heavily. He inched closer to Roman.
"Kiss me...please." Dean said just below a whisper. Roman wasted no time. He brought Dean's face close to his and lightly pressed their lips together. They both sighed missing this affection. Dean's arms wrapped around Roman's neck and brought his body closer. Roman put all of his weight onto Dean causing them to fall back onto the couch. Roman's phone started to ring but he ignored it. At that moment nothing was more important to him than him and Dean. Roman deepened the kiss as Dean's hands were tangled in his hair. Roman's hands roamed all over Dean and traveled under his shirt. They were both tangled together never wanting to let go. The doorbell rang but they ignored it. It kept ringing interrupting the atmosphere and getting on Dean's nerves. "Roman we should get that." Dean said in between kisses. "Ignore it baby." Roman said as his lips trailed down to Dean's neck. Dean softly moaned as he let Roman take over his body.
Dean and Roman were so focused on each other that they didn't notice the door open.
Dean and Roman jumped off each other and saw a girl standing in the doorway.
