A/N: I was having a conversation with a friend about Seth's small hands compared to Roman's and she mentioned something about Seth's hands getting cold and Roman warming them up.

So, that's where the inspiration for this one-shot came from.

I wanted to write some cute Rolleigns because I'm dying from the lack of Rolleigns fics!

I hope that you all enjoy this!

Here's the summary for this one-shot: After going Christmas tree shopping, Seth is freezing cold. His best friend Roman does all that he can to warm him up.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers, they all belong to WWE. If I owned Seth or Roman, I'd never leave my apartment.

Body Heat

Seth Rollins has picked the coldest day of the winter so far to go looking for a Christmas tree. He curses the weather for being twenty degrees colder than it normally is at the end of November. Roman, who is from Florida just shakes his head and asks Seth how he survives the winters. Seth jokes that he barely makes it out alive each year.

"You are not dressed for the weather, so hurry up and find a tree before you get hypothermia," Roman tells him.

Seth rolls his eyes at Roman in response because Seth always takes his time doing everything. Plus, Seth is buying a real tree for the first time and he wants to make sure that it's perfect. Roman finds a few that are the size Seth is looking for, but Seth finds something wrong with all of them.

"That tree isn't fresh, Roman. The needles are supposed to break cleanly on a fresh tree," Seth explains.

Roman shrugs. "My parents always got trees out of a box, so I never had to deal with this stuff."

"My parents did the same thing, which is why I did a lot of research on this," Seth replies.

After about twenty minutes, Roman notices that Seth starts shivering as the temperature drops even lower. Seth argues that he's fine, but Roman orders him to his truck as soon as he finds his tree. Roman will finish purchasing the tree because Seth is grossly underdressed and he doesn't want Seth to get sick.

The heat is turned up completely in Roman's truck, but Seth is still freezing. The 10℉ temperature is taking its toll on Seth's gloveless hands. His fingers are numb and his feet are starting to fall asleep as well. The sound of his teeth chattering can be heard over the radio.

"We're almost at your apartment. I'll make sure that you're warm once we get there," Roman promises.

Roman grabs Seth's keys out of his pocket to unlock his front door. He then picks up Seth's quivering body and gently places him down onto the couch. Roman turns up the heat to the highest temperature and he goes into Seth's closet to retrieve his favorite blanket.

Roman takes off Seth's shoes and he rearranges the pillows behind Seth's head to make sure that he's comfortable. He covers him with the old, worn blanket and Seth manages to express his gratitude and say thank you. Roman considers finding a second blanket, but he doesn't want Seth to get overheated.

"I'm going to make you some hot chocolate and a can of soup," Roman lets him know.

Roman walks into the kitchen that he knows as well as his own. He's always at Seth's house, so he knows where everything is. He grabs a pot and quickly starts cooking the chicken and wild rice soup.

Roman mixes the hot cocoa mix with milk in a tall mug and puts it in the microwave for a few minutes. He takes a few sips to make sure that it's heated all the way through before he serves it to Seth. Roman adds a little bit of whipped cream, some cinnamon, and a few sprinkles to the hot chocolate. He helps Seth sit up and he is shocked by how frigid that Seth's hands are.

"Holy fuck, Seth! Your little hands are like icicles," Roman exclaims.

"My hands aren't that little," Seth argues weakly.

To prove his point, Roman takes Seth's hand into his. He laughs when his much larger hand totally swallows Seth's smaller one. Roman uses his other hand to massage Seth's for warmth. He hands Seth the coffee mug and Seth moans at the taste.

The still hot mug is giving Seth the sensation back into his fingers. Roman's large paws are wrapped around the mug and Seth's hands firmly. Seth tells himself that the flush that covers his cheeks has everything to do with his body getting warmer and nothing to do with his best friend's touch.

"I really appreciate all this," Seth tells him.

"It's no problem, Seth. Isn't this what best friends are for?" Roman responds.

Seth finishes his hot chocolate and Roman teases him about having a little whipped cream mustache. Seth holds his blanket tighter around his body as a random chill goes up and down his spine. Roman idly plays with one of the holes on the tattered blanket.

"Why do you still have this torn up thing?" Roman asks.

"You don't recognize it?" Seth questions.

Roman shakes his head. "No. Should I?"

"This was yours when we were roommates sophomore year. You left it when you moved out and I just decided to keep it," Seth admits with a blush.

"I um . . . have one of your t-shirts. I can't wear it of course, but I still have it," Roman reveals.

"Can I ask you why you still have it?" Seth whispers.

Roman opens his mouth to speak, but he quickly closes it. He really wasn't expecting Seth to ask that question. Roman really doesn't know why he keeps a shirt that's about three sizes too small in his drawer. He has no idea why he didn't just give the t-shirt back to Seth. There is one explanation that pops into his head, but he ignores it because it's ridiculous. There's a sense of awkward tension in the air.

"I think the soup is done," Roman blurts out.

He takes Seth's used coffee mug into the kitchen and he rinses it out before placing it into the dishwasher. Roman pours the soup into a bowl and he carefully walks into the living room with it. Seth's hands still lack some color, so Roman decides to feed Seth the chicken and wild ricesoup. He scoots closer to Seth and slowly brings the spoon to Seth's slightly pale lips.

"Not a baby," Seth complains.

"That's debatable," Roman teases.

Seth feels another chill and he tries to hide the fact that his body shudders. Roman spoon feeds Seth until the soup is gone. He reaches under the blanket to touch Seth's foot and it's still pretty cold even through the sock.

"You should be completely warmed up by now. I feel like I should take you to the hospital or something," Roman says.

"No hospital!" Seth shouts.

"It can't be healthy that you still feel like a popsicle, though," Roman argues.

"I was hoping that it wouldn't come to this," Seth mumbles.

"Wouldn't come to what?" Roman wants to know.

"I need your body heat. And the best way to get it is if—"

"We get naked under the blanket," Roman finishes.

"Yeah, but I wouldn't ask—"

Roman starts removing his shoes and socks before Seth can finish his sentence. Off comes Roman's sweatshirt and then his undershirt. Seth finds himself staring at Roman's intricate tribal tattoo like he always does when Roman is shirtless. Seth can't tear his eyes away from Roman even now as Roman is unbuttoning his jeans.

He pulls the zipper down and Roman's navy blue underwear comes into view. Roman hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his boxer briefs. Seth lets out a breath he didn't even realize that he was holding when they slide down to Roman's ankles. Seth can't help but admire Roman's bare body.

"Your turn," Roman states.

Without removing the blanket, Seth takes off his thin t-shirt. He kicks his socks off and then he hesitates when he gets to his sweatpants. Apparently all of his blood is pumping south because he feels his cock grow half hard. He's embarrassed and there's no way for him to hide it from Roman. He tries to think of repulsive things as he raises his hips and timidly slides down his pants and boxer briefs.

Roman takes a few minutes to think about what position that they should get in. He knows that it's going to be weird and uncomfortable regardless because they're both completely nude. Sure, they have seen each other undressed before. They were roommates in college for a year, after all. But they have never been this close to each other while naked before.

Roman nervously bites his lip. "Uh . . . how should we lay?"

"Well, you're bigger so I should probably get on top of you," Seth says in a shy tone.

Roman nods at Seth's logic. Seth wraps his blanket around his body before he gets up from the couch to make room for Roman. He lays down on his back and he stretches out as much as he can on Seth's couch. Roman reaches for Seth and he pulls him down on top of him. Seth wiggles around to get comfortable and he stops in embarrassment when he realizes that his quickly forming erection is digging into Roman's thigh. His head is resting on Roman's strong chest. Seth lifts his neck to look up at Roman.

"Fuck, this is awkward. Sorry," Seth apologizes sheepishly.

"It's ok," Roman remarks.

"I don't even know why I'm hard. It's not because of you," Seth hastily explains.

"Am I not attractive or something, Seth? You hurt my feelings," Roman jokes.

"You know that you're fucking hot," Seth comments.

"Yeah, you told me that about ten times when you were drunk once," Roman confesses.

"What? No, I didn't!" Seth denies.

"You don't even remember how drunk you were after Randy's party a few years ago. The one where you woke up on his bathroom floor," Roman reminisces.

"The worst hangover of my life," Seth remembers.

"We were drinking beers on Randy's back porch and you kept complimenting my hair. Then you went on this tangent about not being into guys, but how you found me hot. And I won't say some of the other things that you said," Roman remarks.

"Oh my God! How fucking humiliating!" Seth declares.

"It's cool. I figured you were just bullshitting me. But after you just tried to rub one out on my leg—"

Seth playfully hits Roman on the chest. "That is not what I was doing!"

"While we're on the subject, you're not exactly the most unattractive person that's been on top of me," Roman mentions.

Seth's retort dies on his lips when he feels Roman's hard cock poking him in the stomach. Both men feel the mood change. Roman shifts his body downward and Seth gasps when their cocks touch. Roman thrusts again and they groan simultaneously. Seth starts warming up as his body glides against Roman's. He wraps his arms around Seth to keep him close as he continues rutting against him.

Seth's face is buried in the crook of Roman's neck. He licks the delicate, sweaty skin there and Roman lets out a deep moan. The pre-cum that they're leaking makes it easier for them to slide against each other. Seth braces his hands on Roman's chest as he rotates his hips and grinds his dick into Roman's.

"You feel so fucking good," Seth whispers directly into Roman's ear.

Roman grabs Seth by his hair and he lifts his head up. He leans forward and he crashes their lips together. Seth's eyes flutter closed and his moans are swallowed by Roman's insistent mouth. Roman's tongue is all over Seth's mouth and Seth loves the slight sting of Roman nibbling at his bottom lip. Seth has never been manhandled before, but he loves how Roman is dominating him.

A hoarse cry escapes Seth when Roman's hand slips between their bodies and massages his balls. Roman strokes them before lightly rolling them around in his hand. Seth digs his nails into Roman's chest and he draws a little blood. The pain just adds to Roman's pleasure.

"I'm so close," Seth announces.

"Me too," Roman says.

Roman taps his fingers against the sensitive area between Seth's balls and hole. Seth sucks in a breath at the new sensation. Roman knows from being with experimental girls how strange and good that Seth is currently feeling. Seth calls out Roman's name as he continues massaging him. Roman presses down with more pressure and Seth curses as he orgasms.

He shakes in Roman's arms and he unloads all over Roman's cock and their joined stomachs. Seeing Seth in the throes of passion and feeling him still making shallow thrusts against him sends Roman over the edge. He roars as he cums and adds his jizz to the puddle already on their abs. They both take a few minutes to catch their breaths.

"Are you warm now?" Roman asks with a grin.

"Yeah, definitely," Seth answers.

"Good," Roman simply responds.

"But I could get cold again, so I think that we should stay like this just in case," Seth proposes.

Roman nods. "That's a great point. We wouldn't want you to get cold again."

"Your body heat is just what I need. I'm going to enjoy it for a little while longer," Seth tells him.

The drying cum is unpleasant on their skin, but neither man wants to move or do anything about it. Seth yawns and hugs Roman's body tightly as he closes his eyes. It doesn't take long for Seth to fall asleep. Roman waits until he hears Seth light snoring before he too falls asleep.

2 Hours Later

"My heat automatically shut off, so I'm cold again," Seth explains when Roman wakes up.

Roman smirks. "I know just the thing that will warm you up."

A/N: I'm interested to hear what all of you think about this one-shot!

This was fun to write and I'm such a sucker for Roman being sweet and taking care of Seth.

Dirt sheets are saying that Roman should return at the end of next month and I really hope so!

I've missed Roman a lot and I can't wait for him to come back!