Somebody That I Used To Know
Chapter 7
Seth slowly opened his eyes, smiling at the thoughts of the night before. Feeling weight on his shoulder, he looked down at a peacefully sleeping Dean Ambrose. Dean had his head laying between the two-tone's collarbone and shoulder. His arm was folded and his hand pressed against Seth's chest. The older male's face was free of any worries. His unruly, curly hair was falling into his eyes and his lips barely parted as he breathed. Their legs were tangled together as the two laid motionless. Seth wrapped his arm around Dean and pulled him closer. Savoring every moment he had with the Lunatic Fringe.
Dean's eyes slowly fluttered open as he woke up. He rubbed his eye and slowly looked up to the younger man. "Morning beautiful." Seth said, pressing a kiss into Dean's lips. The dirty blonde's face heated up at the nickname. Dean blushed a deeper crimson as the memories of the previous night came coursing back into his mind. The older of the two pulled back and pushed against Seth's chest.
"Forgiven me yet?" Seth questioned, cupping the face of the other man. He watched as a flood of emotions washed over the other male. Dean didn't say a word as he rolled out of bed.
"If I forgive you, it still won't be forgotten." With that, Dean walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. It was close enough, Seth was still going to fight for Dean's forgiveness. When Dean got pissed about something, people knew just to stay out of the way. He had a tendency to explode when he did get angry. Seth was going to have to watch what he did from now on until Dean fully forgave him. Already knowing that the other man loved him enough to forgive him even though it wasn't completely.
Seth got up and walked over to the closet, pulling out some of his clothes that he had here. He wasn't exactly sure how they got here but he was glad they were here since he couldn't fit into Dean's clothes. He slid them on, not caring that he reeked of sex, and went into the family room.
Twenty minutes later, Dean came in dressed in a new pair of pants and one of the Hounds of Justice shirts. He was rubbing a towel against his wet hair, sighing as he plopped down by Seth on the couch. Dropping the towel on the ground, knowing he'd pick it up later, Dean grabbed his phone from his jacket and typed in his password. Which was Silas' birthday: 0213. His phone was filled with text messages from Stephanie, Hunter, Roman, AJ, and Dolph. Damn, he's never been so popular over his phone.
Dean, Seth isn't anwsering his phone. You two need to come in and see Hunter. -Stephanie
Ambrose! Get your ass to my office! Bring Rollins with you! Neither of you have been anwsering my messages or calls. -Hunter
Dude, where are you?! Triple H wants to speak with you and Seth. -Roman
Hunter and Steph won't leave me alone until I get ahold of you... anwser you're damn phone! -AJ
AJ brought me in to texting you. Hunter needs to talk to you and Seth. Get your asses down here. -Dolph
There were more messages then that but he didn't even bother to read them. They all really had to do with Hunter. What was so important? Dean groaned and got up, grabbing Seth's hand and dragging him with him. "Daddy awaits." He said simply, going over and putting on a pair of socks and converse of his that were sitting by the door. Seth did the same with his own shoes and they headed out the door. Dean locked it behind him, stopping as he felt something on his foot. His car keys and a note were sitting on the welcome matt.
Here are you're keys, Deanie-boy. Didn't want to bother you guys! ;) -Carson
He rolled his eyes and pocketed the keys and walked over to Seth's car since the two-toned male already had his car going. Once he was in, Seth pulled out of the driveway and started driving to the arena. They were still in the process of moving everyone from Cincinnati to the next location. The drive was in silence, Seth kept looking over to Dean. The lunatic had something on his mind. "Dean?" The older man didn't anwser. He just merely ran a hand through his wet hair and looked out the window. Any of his attempts to start a conversation failed. It just seemed that Dean didn't want to talk.
"Why didn't you tell me about it.. I wouldn't have cared if you had done it.. just.. why didn't you tell me.." Dean muttered, barely catching Seth's attention.
"I was told not to." Dean scoffed. Told not to? That was his excuse. Sensing that Dean didn't believe him, he added, "Dean, Triple H wanted a pure reaction." Dean rolled his eyes and turned his head to look at his fianceè. Pure reaction? Seth needed a better excuse then that.
"You could have still told me. Hunter doesn't own you." He paused, moving and putting his foot on the cup holder in the door. "Well, he does now." It was merely muttered out of his mouth. And Seth never heard it.
The rest of the ride was rode out in complete silence. They pulled into the almost completely empty parking lot of the arena and went to the closest parking spot. They both got out and started heading for the building. The two superstars were greeted by Ryder and Carson and the twins guided them to their father's office.
Carson knocked on the door and Hunter called out for the four to in. The twins nodded to their father and they left the room, Ryder closing the door behind him. "Dean, Seth.. please sit." Hunter said, motioning to the empty chairs in front of his desk. Dean took note that Stephanie wasn't in the room.
Dean and Seth sat down but Dean couldn't focus on what Hunter was saying. He was focused on trying to figure out where Silas was. He remembered that Seth had said that he was with his godmother.
"Boys, I called you here today cause we want you to start a storyline. It's the perfect oppurtunity." Dean rolled his eyes, Hunter and his perfection. Its getting kinda old. "We want Dean to start attacking Seth any chance he gets." Hunter stopped, looking at some paperwork in front of him. Dean's phone buzzed once again in his pocket and he fished it out. Really not caring if Hunter was talking or not. It was Hunter's idea of the betrayal in the first place.
Hey Dean! I have a meeting to go to. Can't take Silas. -Stephanie
"I gotta go get Silas." Dean mumbled, getting up and walking out of the room. Hunter huffed and looked over to the only other person in his office. Not really giving a shit that he was coming off as rude as he left.
"Brat." Was the only word that left Hunter's mouth. Seth looked over. A chuckle left his throat.
"You know, he kinda is a brat." Seth added, the two laughing together. Both unknown to them that Dean was still in earshot. Dean's fingers curled together. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "I always have to deal with his bitching and moaning. So fucking selfish at times." Seth said, kicking his feet up and lounging in his chair. "Gets annoying at times.." a laugh left his throat as he got up and walked over to the mini fridge and grabbing out a bottle of water. Dean walked away from the door, anger coursing through every inch of him. Hunter cringed at the words leaving Seth's mouth. They were so ruthless. Hunter, himself, would never say anything like this about his husband. "But at the end of the day, I realize just how lucky a man I am. A handsome fianceè and a beautiful child. Dean's already starting to forgive me about the betrayal." Seth finished, sitting down and uncapping his water. He took a long drink and wiped his mouth before looking back at his boss. "I want Dean to be in the Money In The Bank latter match. You owe me that much."
Hunter frowed his eyebrows. "Okay, Dean is in the match. But you lose, it's on you. Now go before I change my mind." Seth got up and left, not hearing Hunter's last comment of, "I owe you nothing you little bitch."
Seth's words were still ringing in Dean's mind. His voice clouding every millimeter of Dean's thoughts. The dirty blonde ran a hand through his hair and yanked. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. His thoughts were racing. How could he have been tricked like this?!
"Daddy!" Dean's head snapped into the direction of Silas' voice. Silas came running down the hallway. He caught the running child and swung him onto his hip. He looked down the hall and saw Stephanie. He nodded and waved before turning to leave. He pulled out his phone and quickly called the one person he knew was still in Cincinnati. He clicked the contact and rose the phone to his ear.
"Roman? I need you to come get me and Silas from the arena." Dean said into the phone.
"Sure thing, Dean." Roman's voice filled the other end of the line. Dean said a quick goodbye before hanging up. He slid the phone back into his pocket and adjusted Silas on his hip.
"Are we not going home with Papa?" Silas asked. Dean shook his head, his anger boiling again at the mention of Seth. The Lunatic knew that Silas meant no harm, he just couldn't stop the anger and hatred that came with Seth's actions.
Seth was running through the halls in search of Dean. He had already run into Stephanie and the Billion Dollar Princess said she had just gave Silas back over to him. He smiled as he came up to the hallway with Dean and Silas. "Dean!" The Lunatic didn't even turn around. Seth ran to catch up with them. Catching Dean's biceps in his hand to stop him. His blood ran cold as Dean glared up at him. Dean didn't disconnect his gaze as he placed his only son on the ground. Silas clutched onto his father's hand with both of his as he looked between his parents.
The dirty blonde used his free hand to pull the rope with his engagement ring over his head. He shrugged off Seth's hold and put his hand in Seth's. "Goodbye Seth." They were the final words that left Dean as he looked to Silas and let go of his fianceè's hand. Dean motioned for Silas to come and the two walked away from Seth. Seth moved and watched as the two walked away. His eyes sight meeting with Silas as the child looked over his shoulder and waved.
For the first time, tears came to Seth's eyes. He looked down to his hand and slowly opened it. Dean's engagement ring was sitting gracefully in his hand. He looked up once more and let a tear fall as the door closed behind his family.
