A/N 1: Finally some newer One-Shots :)

A/U: Where life is black and white, there is no gray area unless...

The legends once said you'd live your life in black and white until you meet your soul mate, and only then would you be able to live your life in colour, but it said that only once in a blue moon does it happen in this world...


The legends once said you'd live your life in black and white until you meet your soul mate, and only then would you be able to live your life in colour, but it said that only once in a blue moon does it happen in this world...

So imagine Dean's surprise, that he now find himself in this dilemma, he locked eyes with a mysterious man across the room while he was at a friends house party and suddenly Whoosh a burst of colour fled into his life, he no longer saw just black and white, he saw blues, reds, greens, but when he looked back at that man, he was no longer standing there. Maybe this was a mistake? Dean hadn't found his soul mate, he sighed, resigning himself to going back into the kitchen, grabbing the nearest bottle off the side pouring himself a large glass and watching in awe as he saw the brown liquid in the glass.

"You see it too..." Dean hears an unfamiliar, deep voice behind him, he immediately feels scared perhaps he doesn't really know after the night he's having , he shakes his feelings away before half turning on his heel to face the person who had just spoke.

It was the man he had locked eyes with earlier.

His soul mate to be precise.

"Y-Yeah, I see it" Dean feels trapped, the kitchen is a small place and the man standing across from him is big, bigger and taller than himself, Dean despite himself can't help but notes how beautiful this man is, from him long black hair, his piercing Grey eyes, to his chiseled jaw, his caramel coloured skin and thinks how cruel this world can be, this man might as well be a God, he's definitely built like one.

"I'm Roman. Roman Reigns" He speaks again, taking a step closer, Dean takes a step back only to find himself up against his friends kitchen cabinets. "Are you scared of me?" Roman speaks again, his voice a lot softer now, he remains where he is standing making no effort to move closer seeing Dean's previous reaction.

"Look, I- Um" Dean starts, but doesn't really know what he wants to say, how do you put this into words, so Dean does what Dean does best, "I have to go" And he runs, leaving Roman confused.

Typical Dean.

Once Dean's outside in the street in the dark, it's even worse, he feels like he can't breathe, he clutches his chest, feels slightly lightheaded, he wobbles forward slightly as if he's going to fall into the road, but before he can he feels a pair of strong arm holding on to him, Dean reopens his eyes, he didn't realise he'd shut them, he finds himself staring straight at Roman, he'd clearly followed him after he'd ran out of his friends house.

"Are you ok?" Roman asks, his voice soft, gentle, his arms are still around Dean, as if he lets go Dean will fade away.

"Yeah" Dean replies, feeling out of breath, but he feels safe, in Roman's arms, it's different, he doesn't want to run anymore and that scares him, Dean's led his life knowing he'll never find his soul mate, someone who would love him and make his world whole, his mother and his father both thought he was useless so why would anyone love him? Dean was used to running, it made things easier, but now he's here, colour invaded his life and all he sees is Roman, clear as day even if it is pitch black outside only flickering lights from inside the house they were in lighting up the street.

Roman smiles at him, "You never answered my question" He says, and Dean looks at him confused, "Back in the kitchen I asked if you were scared of me? I saw you take that step back as I moved towards you" He explains, as Dean looks between them, there's no space now, they are almost touching, it's as if their bodies are having a totally different conversation.

"No" Dean says simply. "I'm not scared of you, just of this.. I guess" He admits finally.

"Why?" Roman asks, almost bewildered.

"I never thought I'd find you..." Dean says quietly, sadly.

"How do you think I felt, I found you and you ran!" Roman roars at him, instantly regretting it when he sees Dean looks scared like a little child, Roman hates how that sounded, he doesn't want to hurt this man, he just wants to love him, for Roman to become his that's all.

"I'm sorry, it's my defense mechanism!" Dean shouts back at Roman, he has tears that are threatening to fall, he's found his soul mate and they are arguing the legend never said anything about that, clearly neither wants to move away as they are still in each others arms.

" Please don't run from me, I only want to love you!" Roman says softly.

"You don't know me" Dean says half laughing.

"But I want to" Roman breathes out before carrying on "I mean, the legend says you only see colour with your soul mate, and if that's what me and you are, don't we owe it to ourselves to find out?" He asks staring Dean straight in the eyes.

"My names Dean by the way" Dean replies giving Roman a small smile.

"I know" Roman says smiling back at Dean.

"What how?" Dean asks, reaching out to run his hand over Roman's face, his skin feels soft, smooth, and it's his.

"Your friend called out after you, when you ran, but I said I'd go after you, so what do you say Dean? Do you want to give this, us a go?" Roman asks, his voice low, husky and vulnerable.

"Yeah I do Roman, I want us" Dean says his voice stronger than usual, as he pulls Roman even closer to him if that was possible, they are chest to chest, muscles to even more muscles, "I want to love you and I want you to love me" He whispers in Roman's ear, Dean feels Roman's arms tighten around him, before he whispers, "I want that too" before pulling Dean in for a searing kiss... it's mind tingling, Dean's never had a kiss this consuming before, and this time he doesn't want to run, he never wants this moment to end because Dean had finally found his soul mate.


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