Okay I really have no excuse for this being so late other than I didn't really want to write. Sorry, but please enjoy anyway. Also I do not own any rights to the characters, bands, or albums listed in this story. This is merely for entertainment purposes only and I gain no monetary value.

To say he was relieved when Seth showed up was an understatement, he was fucking ecstatic as was evident by the big smile that spread across his face. That smile soon faded however when someone came in behind Seth, a tall red head.
"Everyone this is Sheamus, my boyfriend." Dean could feel everyone's eyes turn to him for a split second and the ginger he now knew came towards him, a bottle in his hand. Dean ignored him as he stood and excused himself from the table. He couldn't handle that, not just yet, not so soon. He heard Roman ask Seth what he was thinking bring that man here to which an Irish accent replied curtly. Dean tried to block out all the voices, focusing on his inner peace or whatever that bullshit he was taught at rehab was, to push past all the anger, all the hurt.
"I can't do this." He whispered to himself and headed out back, the sun was setting and the view was serene. Much calmer than all the stuff going on inside. He blew out a breath he wasn't even aware he was holding in, only to hear the patio door slide open then closed again.
"Dean?" Seth's voice was the first and last thing he wanted to hear right now.
"Dean, are you okay?" Dean nodded, but quickly decided to change his mind on doing so.
"No, actually I'm not okay. You know there was one thing keeping me going, one incentive to keep my nose clean. Paige telling me to get clean and get my man back, seems I can't get him back though." Seth closed his eyes and sighed a bit and Dean took this moment to step a little closer, he just wanted to be closer.
"It's not that simple, Dean. You hurt me, almost beyond repair. Things can't just magically go back to the way they were."
"Do you love him?" Those beautiful blues met the chocolate browns of Seth's.
"I don't know." Was the soft reply but it wasn't good enough for Dean.
"Do you love him?" He asked again.
"No, but I know he's good to me, he's good for me. I never have to worry when I walk into a room if he's gonna be passed out on the floor in a drug induced daze." Dean rolled his eyes.
"I'm clean now! "
"Yes, but for how long!? This isn't a fairy tale where we get to live happily ever after, Dean! I need someone I can rely on! I need someone who, as boring as he is, gives me some sort of stability!" Dean looked over Seth's head when he saw movement and tried to warn the younger.
"Seth.."
"No let me finish!" The brunette stopped him.
"Do I think about you? All the time, hell sometimes even when he and I are having sex. I just imagine that it's you inside me again..."
"Seth shut up!" Dean earned an annoyed growl from Seth at that one but he actually stopped when he heard Sheamus' voice.
"Boring, aye? I knew when we got back together that i didna have long wit ya. That as soon as he got back you'd be inta ya ol habits again. But I wanted ta give ya everyting I had, I thought that maybe you'd grow ta love me too, that you'd see i was good enough. But apparently I was jus a distraction. Ya can keep tha bottle o wine." The red head started to walk away and Seth moved to stop him.
"Shea...please."
"Please what? Look I knew you would never stop lovin him and I never expected ya to, I jus hoped ya loved me too. Be good ta him this time, Dean. He deserves it." Seth didn't try to stop the other man this time when he went to leave. He just stood there, half a smile on his face. Dean didn't know what that meant, he just stood here and told Dean that they couldn't be together but he was happy that his boyfriend broke up with him?
"He didn't like that took the job to be your new tour manager and has been looking for a reason to break up with me. I just gave him a way out. I knew he would be listening." Dean was confused as all hell.
"Wait you're our tour manager now? What happened to Kane?" Seth shrugged.
"He just said he was tired. Asked me to take over, I said yes." The auburn blonde male stepped closer to Seth.
"So all that stuff you said..." he let his sentence fade away.
"Oh that was real honey. You gonna have to work hard to get this back." And he would, he'd do whatever it took to gain Seth's trust and love back. Anything it took.

A month later

"You've got to be shitting me." Dean mumbled to himself as he walked to the front door after it rang about 1000 times. Seth had been serious about him having to work hard at getting him back. He and the younger had been hanging out almost every day for the past month, as friends, getting to know each other again or some bullshit one of Seth's books had told him about. Dean didn't tell him how ridiculous it all sounded to him, he was just glad the brunette wanted to talk to him much less hang out with him. Right now though it was 5 am and all Dean wanted to do was sleep. He had been up all night writing a song. When he reached the front door his blue eyes were heavy with sleep but he clearly saw Seth standing there in what looked like cargo shorts and a plain white tee that hugged him in all the right ways.
"Come on, we're going hiking." Okay he was way too chipper for him. Dean groaned.
"I'd rather just stay in bed until I don't know maybe noon?" Seth rolled his eyes and pushed his way inside. One thing Dean had noticed was that Seth was more aggressive now, not in a bad way. He just took, did or said what he wanted. He wondered if he'd be that way in bed now. Taking control to get what he needed. Shaking his head of the thought he watched as Seth idled up the stairs. Where was he going? He followed, still unsure and when Seth turned to his bedroom, he paused for just a bit. What was he wanting from there? He peeked his head in only to see the bathroom door open taking a deep breath he followed once more, but there was no-one there. Then he heard a growl come from his closet, Seth must be angry with something. The brunette stuck his head out with a scowl on his face.
"Don't you have any appropriate hiking clothes? Here just wear these." He tossed a pair of clean basketball shorts, even though the ones Dean had on now were clean seeing as how he just put them on to answer the door, and a black tank top. Dean smirked and shook his head as he put on the clothes Seth picked for him after he left the room.
"Hurry up slow poke, we're gonna miss it!" Seth called out. He had something planned and he'd be damned if Dean messed it up because he was lagging. Not that he was really angry, these past few weeks have been nothing more than amazing. He had known Dean his whole life and he still learned some things the older male kept hidden. How he had always second guessed himself even though he seemed so confident in everything he did. And apparently relationships never went well with him, he'd have never guessed that. Rolling his eyes at himself he saw Dean coming down the stairs and popped up off the sofa.
"What the hell are we doing this early?" He asked making Seth smile.
"We're going hiking."
"No duh genius, I mean why this early? Couldn't you wait till like 10?" Seth gave him a look that told him exactly how he felt about that.
"No. Come on you'll love it." He held out his hand and shook it when Dean didn't take it immediately. Finally the older man sighed, put his hand in his and let Seth drag him out of his house. Dean lived close enough to Red Rock that they could run to the canyon. Letting his hand go, he took off into a dead run leaving Dean behind. He heard the older man chuckle before hearing the telltale sign of feet hitting the pavement behind him. He knew Dean would catch up with him in a matter of seconds and when he did he just slapped him on the ass and kept running. Now it was his turn to laugh as he sprinted to keep up, taking care in where he stepped so he wouldn't injure himself in the canyon. He almost ran into Dean who had stood at the top of a hill.
"It's beautiful up here. I've lived here almost my whole life and have never really appreciated the sunrise over the canyon." This is what he wanted to show Dean. The man was absolutely gorgeous with the sunrise rise shining on his hair bringing out the red in it and somewhere along the way up her he has taken off his shirt and tucked it into the waistband of his shorts. He didn't realize he was staring until dean turned around to look at him with those beautiful baby blue eyes.
"Everything okay?" He asked but before he could get the whole question out Seth kissed him. This was the Dean he wanted. The Dean he had fallen in love with so many years ago. Their kiss deepened as Seth tried to pull himself impossibly closer to the older man and when they pulled apart, the sparks that were flying around them were electric.
"I need to get you home." Dean's voice was husky and his eyes were filled with a look Seth knew all too well.
As they ran back to the house Dean couldn't help the times he pulled Seth into him for a kiss or a covert touch. This is all he wanted for a month now, Seth's love. They got back to the house in what had to be a record time and instantly Dean picked Seth up, the youngers legs wrapping around his lean waist, as he took his upstairs to the bedroom. It was then he realized they had never been together here. He had never made love to Seth, or anyone for that matter, in his bed.
"I've never done this..." he muttered across Seth's lips as he continued kissing him.
"We both know that's a lie." Seth chuckled and moved his lips across Dean's jaw and neck.
"I meant I've never fucked anyone in my bed before." Seth stopped what he was doing and looked at him in what he could only explain as wonderment. He could tell that little admission pleased his young lover. Seth untangled himself from Dean's grip and smiled.
"Then let's make this a night to remember." He grabbed Dean's hand and pulled him towards the bed, stripping him of his shorts before pushing him backwards. Dean scooted back to where his full body laid stretched out and watched with lust filled eyes as Seth started stripping at a painstakingly slow pace. When dean went to reach for him his hands were slapped away and Seth shook his finger at him.
"Not yet." He breathed. This was going to kill him, he just knew it. Once Seth was fully undressed he crawled up the bed kneeling over Dean's erection and taking him into his mouth. He started with slow, teasing licks, then sucked on just the dusky tip. Dean was trying to push more of himself into Seth's mouth but the younger held his thighs down to the bed and pulled away.
"Nuh uh...just enjoy it." Dean groaned but let Seth continue at his speed making the younger smirk around him. Seth pulled back to lick the underside and cup his balls, his lover groaned once again but this time not in annoyance. He stopped sensing Dean's pending release, prolonging it.

"Oh come on baby, don't tease me." Dean practically pleaded. Well didn't that just boost Seth's ego? Slithering his way up Dean's hard body, he stretched out, loving the feel of their bodies pushed together. He kissed Dean deeply, their tongues colliding in a fit of passion before he sat up straddling Dean's waist and sank down on his hard cock. There it was again, the electricity between them shook him to his core. This is what he didn't get with Seamus and he sure as hell didn't get it with Randy. It was how he knew that what he had with Dean was a once in a lifetime thing. That Dean was his one. Dean's hands gripped Seth's hips as he guided him. Before he knew it though the older man switched their positions and he was on his knees with Dean pounding into him from behind. It was raw, animalistic, passionate yet still so filled with love. Dean's hand flitted over his member that was begging for attention and he almost lost control right then.

"No, not yet. Just… just a little longer." Dean chuckled and kissed his exposed neck, pulling him back into an upright position braced on Dean's strong thighs while he continued to stroke him.

"Come for me, pretty boy. Lose yourself with me." His words sent him over the edge, not his touch, but his words. Not moments after he felt the mechanical movement that meant his lover was on the verge and then his hot seed spurt into him, sending Seth into another orgasm. Now that was something that definitely hadn't happened to him before.

"I love you, Seth." He wasn't even sure Seth could think straight never mind him comprehending what Dean had just told him but when the young brunette turned to look at him, he already knew the answer.

"I love you, too. So much." They kissed in that awkward position before Seth pulled off, running to the bathroom only to bring back a clean, damp towel and wipe his softening cock. Then wordlessly he laid down motioning for him to join. Dean gladly did so. They laid there for a moment, neither saying anything before Seth finally broke the silence.

"You know there's an award show tomorrow night, right? Did Roman happen to tell you that you're nominated for best male guitarist of the year?" Dean scoffed at that idea. There were so many guitarist that were better than him.

"Actually he didn't. I knew the band as a whole got nominated for some things but not just me." He idly traced Seth's side as he spoke, loving the feel of having him in his arms again.

"Yeah, well you guys are nominate for a whole bunch of shit. Best Live Performance, Best Male Drummer, Best Music Video for Night, the Best Male Guitarist, Best Female Vocalist. Let's see I feel like I'm missing one, oh of course we can't forget Album of the Year!" Seth wore a shit eating grin as Dean stopped his finger movement.

"Are you for real? Album of the Year?!" The younger propped himself upon his elbow to look down at Dean, his chocolate eyes beaming with excitement.

"Oh I'm for real. This past album went Double Platinum in three weeks, now it's been months since it came out and I'm not supposed to say anything because the label wants to surprise you guys at the Awards Ceremony, but it has now went Diamond status! It's sold over 30 million copies world wide, beating The Eagles greatest hits album and Michael Jackson's Thriller. You have to act surprised tomorrow." The little pout he did made Dean laugh as he kissed him. He couldn't believe what he just heard. Never in a million years would he have believed his measly little band from Las Vegas would beat some of the greatest albums of all times in record sales. As Seth laid back down, his head resting on Dean's chest he felt the most serene calm wash over him.

"Seth?" He heard a faint 'mhm?' in recognition and continued.

"Will you be my date for tomorrow night?" He felt Seth smile on his chest.

"Of course, baby." This was all he needed. Not drugs, but Seth.

No this is not the end. As much as I would love for this to be over I feel it needs a few more chapters. I've grown very attached to this story and these version of the characters and feel I can not just let them go. Anyway this means you're just gonna have to keep reading my horrible writing. Thank you guys!