An hour passed as Roman sent in his report and talked to Jey and Antonio on the phone. When he went back out to see what everyone was doing, he saw Seth sitting at the table with Dean drinking heavily.

"Seth are you okay?" he asked in concern.

"Hey everyone, it's Kevin Costner." Seth slurred with a little giggle.

"How much did he have to drink?" he asked as he tried to keep Seth from falling off the chair.

"A lot for him." Dean said. "He always had a low tolerance for alcohol."

Seth was giggling and singing the theme from 'The Bodyguard'.

Roman picked Seth up and threw him over his shoulder. "Don't let him drink like that again."

"I know this ass." Seth said as he hung over Roman's back. "This is Romie's ass. I like Romie's ass."

"I'm putting him to bed." he said as he tried to ignore Seth groping his ass. "See you in the morning."

Roman walked into the bedroom carrying Seth. He put him down on his feet and went to close the door. When he turned around again, Seth threw his arms around his neck. Roman thought that Seth might be falling so he put his arms around his waist and held him tight. He looked at Seth's face and saw him looking into Roman's eyes, all traces of his drunken light-heartedness gone.

"I like you." Seth said softly, running his fingers through the hair at the base of Roman's head.

He felt Seth pull his head down closer to his and then Seth was kissing him. He tried to pull back, but Seth was holding his head too tight, so he tried to remove his arms from around his neck, but Seth just kissed him harder. He pushed Seth's chest and felt him falling, but his grip was so strong that he ended up pulling Roman onto the bed with him as he fell.

Seth pulled back to take a breath and Roman tried to get off of him, but Seth still had his arms around his neck and he wrapped his legs around his waist as well.

"Seth, let me go, you're drunk." he said as he struggled to get off Seth.

"Don't want to." Seth pouted as he pressed his lips to Roman's once more.

Roman kept struggling, thinking that Seth would be embarrassed or upset in the morning about the drunken kissing, but it was useless. Seth was holding him too tight and for the first time in Roman's life, his strength failed him.

"Please." Seth said with his lips still touching Romans.

Roman pulled away and saw the sadness in Seth's eyes. He placed his hand on Seth's cheek and ran it gently down his face. He looked into Seth's deep brown eyes and tenderly kissed him. Seth made a pleased little sound as their lips met again and Roman smiled. Seth's lips were so soft and inviting and Roman ran his tongue against Seth's bottom lip, trying to deepen the kiss. He felt and heard Seth moan when their tongues finally met, desperately rubbing against each other. Roman felt Seth's fingers undo the bun at his nape and his long hair fell down like a curtain over them. The kiss turned more passionate and Roman felt himself get lost in the feeling of having Seth in his arms at last.

Seth's hands moved down Roman's chest and up under his shirt, feeling the muscles there. Roman broke the kiss and took off his shirt. Seth smiled and traced his fingers over the tattoo on Roman's chest and arm. Roman kissed a path from Seth's jaw, down his neck before kissing his lips again. When Seth started grinding his hips against Roman's, Roman finally remembered that Seth was drunk.

"We can't do this Seth." he said as he slipped out of Seth's arms and unwrapped his legs from his waist.

"I knew it was impossible." Seth whispered as he turned on his side away from Roman, his eyes filling with tears.

"Just get some sleep." Roman said as he pulled the blankets over Seth. "We can talk in the morning."

"No need." Seth said quietly. "I apologize."

It was quiet in the room while they just lay there in the dark.

"Kiss me again when you're sober." Roman whispered.

But Seth never heard him, he was already asleep.

Seth woke up the next morning with the world's worst hangover and the world's worst regret. Kissing Roman had been the stupidest thing he ever did and he did a lot of stupid things. He looked over to the other side of the bed and was glad that Roman wasn't there. He couldn't face Roman, not yet anyway and he needed some time to think. He burrowed deeper under the covers and put the pillow over his head to block out the light. Memories of kissing Roman invaded his every thought. It was perfect, so perfect and he couldn't remember ever being kissed like that. He had felt like his body was on fire, like his veins were filled with lava and the only thing keeping him alive was Roman.

But then he remembered the first part of the kiss. He remembered Roman trying to push him away, asking him to let him go, Roman trying to pry his arms off him and then he remembered begging Roman to kiss him. God, he was pathetic, as if begging wasn't bad enough, he practically forced himself on another man, a man that didn't want him. How could he ever live this down? He was lucky last night that Roman was good enough not to punch him, but this morning might be different. He heard the door knob rattle and just managed to take the pillow off his face before Roman walked in.

"Oh good, you're awake." Roman said as he walked into the room. "The band wanted me to get you up because we're stopping for lunch in about half an hour."

"How the hell much did I drink last night?" he asked as he rubbed his sore eyes. "I don't remember anything after drinking with Dean." He lied.

"You don't remember anything?" Roman asked with a strange look on his face.

"No, but I'm sure I should thank you for taking care of me though." he said trying hard to look calm. "The other guys would have just left me where I passed out, not brought me to my bed."

"Uh, sure you're welcome." Roman said as he paced the small room. "You should probably grab a shower before we go for lunch."

"Yeah." Seth said as he got out of bed and grabbed some fresh clothes out of his bag. "I must look as shitty as I feel. I'm never drinking again."