- CHAPTER TWELVE –

SEVERAL WEEKS LATER …

The trio were going strong. Their friendship's still unbreakable. It even gotten strong when they had to fight another failed attempts of those vampires to get Dean. When these three are together, they are strong. They are solid. They are a team! If those vampires mess with them, then all hell break loose. They won't take lightly to someone that messes with them. Dean knows how mad his father after the made his minions went straight back to his kingdom empty handed. Same old trios went to their work place, dealing their own business. Roman, who was now wiping a sweat on his forehead and drink a bottle of water. He was quite dehydrated especially when he had to guide his customers from the equipment's of the gym. His boss were giving him two thumbs up as he smiled at him. They got countless of customers. The gym was pretty busy, he concluded. He looked at the clock. It was already twelve o'clock P.M. The others were now leaving the gym because they need to eat their lunch but he knew that they will be back.

Seth rubbed the back of his neck after fixing another ugly looking car from a human. He doesn't like fixing but since it involves car then he will do it. Though, he expect humans to have cooler cars just like him. In fact, his boss would even wonder why he spent his time working on this kind of junk when he already own the most expensive car. But Seth just told them that he doesn't need a higher paying job because he had an expensive car. What makes him happy, he'll go for it. Besides, his co-workers were kind of nice. Mostly were idiotic but he can handle them just fine. He doesn't have a soul so it wouldn't be hard for him to kill them if they made one single mistake. That maybe harsh but you can't blame him. Poltergeist can be really dangerous.

Dean, who was now playing with his chair knowing that he had finished all his paper works and didn't even bother to eat his lunch. Instead he enjoyed drinking his blood from his steel-like tumbler. Besides, no one would pay attention to him seeing that they were too busy minding their own business that he doesn't care. One of his co-workers who hated him so much, smirked as he made his way to Dean.

I'll try to be nice to him and who knows he might help me to get close to our boss and get promoted by a higher position.

The guy thought happily. He was planning this the whole time. Befriend Dean and he will be able to get close with their boss. Dean can't have everything.

"Hey dude!" he called as Dean looked at him while closing his steel-like tumbler.

"What?" he tried not to roll his eyes because he doesn't want to be interrupted especially if his having a moment sipping his scrumptious blood.

"I just want to say sorry for all the things that I said to you." He smiled at Dean with his fake sincerity.

Fuck you, Dean! I'm only doing this for myself.

Dean scoffed at this and shook his head. His acts were bad and even if he's a human, he can still smell fishy on him.

Are you really?

"I'm serious. I really am sorry. I take back what I said about you being a show off. I just realized that you are not like those. You are just a hard worker."

He raised his eyebrows in amusement.

This human is not good at acting. Bet he needs to see a professional

"Thank you, Owens." He smiled and sighed, still amused. "Though, you need more practice to make me believe your bullshit."

"What do you mean buddy?" he knitted his eyebrows in confusion.

"I think you know what I mean." Dean snickered. "And when did we became buddies?"

Kevin Owens was now controlling himself not to lose his cool or he'll blow his cover.

"Well, we are talking and I'm apologizing which makes us buddies." He was now showing his teeth and pants a little bit like a crazy maniac who smiled.

Dean laughed at this. "Cut with the bullshit already Owens. That's because we are talking doesn't mean that we are buddies and that's because you are apologizing doesn't mean that you mean them."

"Oh c'mon Dean." He laughed. "I really mean them. I'm really sorry."

"Yeah right!" he shook his head as he turned his gaze away from Kevin who was now insulted by his action. Well, he wanted to do that anyway. He don't like dealing with toxic people unless they forced him. "Just leave me with my tumbler alone. I don't like talking to people who are bad at acting." He paused. "In other words, I don't like toxic people hanging around me especially to someone like you who thought that you can deceive me with your fucking lies." He used his left hand to give Kevin a sign that he wasn't interested.

Kevin's nose was now flaring with anger. Veins were now popping visibly on his forehead as his face turned red. Dean was being an arsehole and he doesn't like that. He doesn't like being insulted by anyone let alone Dean. He looked at Dean with pure hatred in his eyes as he lift his fist.

"Tsk … tsk … tsk …" he wiggled his finger at Kevin, still not looking at him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

But he didn't listen as he made his way to punch him but Dean and his instincts had captured Kevin's fist without even looking at him. He laughed loudly and caught all their co-workers attention as they looked at the commotion. Dean stood up from his chair and turned his gaze on Kevin with his deadliest glare and almost a demonic smile.

"I warned ya." He slightly twisted Kevin's arm who yelped. "Don't be mad if I insulted you. What I said is true about you being toxic and people can see that in you. Hell! Even your friends don't trust you because you're a selfish maniac who thinks highly of himself."

"Fuck you Ambrose!" he yelled and no one even bothers to get in between them to stop it. "You think you're better than us?"

"I didn't say that, Owens." He leaned down and whispered. "You're just humiliating yourself. Plus, messing with me will be the end of your fucking life. You have no idea what I'm capable of." And he looked him directly at his eyes, hypnotizing him. "Now stop this nonsense and save your fucking scripted lines, you arsehole."

He then let go of his arms as Kevin's eyes were now wide and stood there like someone who just got discipline from a military school. Dean smirked as he went back to his tumbler, ignoring all of them as Kevin went back to his desk, typing something on his computer like gibberish. The tension inside were now calming as Dean was somewhat proud of what he did. He knows that hypnotizing was not necessary but he just want some alone time drinking the blood from his tumbler. He'll remove the hypnotism at Kevin after his work. But right now, let's just give him time to enjoy and relax.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Looks like Dean had to deal with Kevin's annoying attitude. Luckily, he handled it just fine. Dean's a king of sarcasm anyway. Hope you guys were enjoying it :)