"You're seeing who?" Dean laughed humorlessly. It was almost like he didn't hear him.

"I'm seeing Roman." He heard Seth say again.

This time Dean started laughing uncontrollably. His head tossed back against his seat and he laughed like something was overly hilarious. Seth looked at him cautiously and started laughing too, chuckling nervously, not fully realizing where this conversation was headed.

"No you're not." Dean said as he held his stomach, laughing still.

"Yes i am." Seth replied, without a hint of laughter in his voice.

"No. You're not."

"Yes i am."

"No you're really fucking not." Dean now said, stopping all of his laughter. "Seth you're not seeing my ex boyfriend, now quit your shit before i kick your twink ass!" His voice raised, warning Seth to stop playing with him.

Seth saw the look in Dean's eyes, he didn't think he was serious. Maybe, somewhere deep down, Dean didn't want him to be serious. Seth dating the guy he used to be in love with? That wasn't happening right?

This shit was not happening.

"He hasn't been your ex in many years, Dean. And yes i am." Seth said slowly this time, taking off his seatbelt. "I'm dating Roman and have been dating him for the past six months."

The tension in the car flew up as Dean looked at Seth, wide eyed in shock. His brows were low as he then looked down at his lap, just staring into space.

It was a few quiet moments between them as Dean held a blank stare and Seth's breathing became uneven. He thought Dean's initial reaction would be anger, but apparently it's... Shock? Seth really didn't know what Dean was thinking, and honestly he was afraid of what might happen next.

"D-Dean?" Seth stuttered. He reached out to touch Dean, a lithe caress to his jeans was all Seth wanted to do, but before he could get a chance, Dean's blue eyes reached his and inside them Seth saw disgust and contempt hidden in those baby blues.

"So you're really seeing my ex?" Dean asked it like he was still kinda shocked.

"Yes... i-i am." Seth said back with a growing smile. Dean was taking this better than he thought. "Crazy right?"

"Huh."

In a moment all too quick, the next thing Seth knew Dean was jumping over to his side of the car, trying his best to reach at Seth's neck. Seth screamed when Dean fell on top of him, and yelled even louder when the first punch connected with his face.

"THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU YOU ASSHOLE?" Dean screamed as he started punching Seth hard in the face, ribs, everywhere. Seth held up his hands defensively, and tried to push Dean away but the car was a little too cramped for that. "You think you can just fuck my man?" He spat as he tried to reach for Seth's neck again, this time getting a good grip of it. He squeezed, and Seth fought against his fingers, trying his best to push the vehement Dean away from him.

"FUCK, DEAN YOU'RE HURTING ME!" Seth croaked, he coughed up big boubts of air then finally managed to knee Dean in the balls. Dean groaned, making a strangled noise like someone just stabbed him. Seth saw that as an opportunity to burrow out of the car. He pulled the handle then fell out of the car backwards, doing a roll so he could get up. Dean was still in the car, nursing his balls.

"HE'S NOT YOURS!" Seth fired back. "He hasn't been for years, Dean!"

Seth watched Dean slowly come out of the car, then his eyes locked with Seth's. He stalked towards him, then Seth broke out into a run around the car. "Doesn't matter if he's hasn't been mine. Fuck SETH! I USED TO LIVE WITH HIM. I USED TO FUCKING LOVE HIM. How could you do this to me? And not tell me?" Dean ran around to try to catch up with Seth but Seth ran towards the other side of the car dodging Dean yet again.

"I wanted to tell you. So many times, Dean. But it wasn't ever the right time. I wanted to be sure about Roman before i said anything.." Seth breathed softly, "And after last night I'm sure. He loves me Dean. Not you. Me!"

Seth could see the pain in Dean's eyes when he mentioned that Roman could be in love with him. He looked like he was gonna cry. He didn't want this to end this way but he was glad that it was no longer a secret. He was happy everything was out in the open. He feels his face and realized a bruise was probably gonna form from when Dean first punched him. He would have to find an excuse to tell Roman about it. Seth sighed and decided that he should go comfort Dean.

"Hey.. I'm sorry." Seth said as he slowly walked over to Dean. "I never meant for you to find out this way-"

Before Seth could finish his sentence, Dean was on him. He picked Seth up by his legs then tossed him down onto the concrete, giving him barricade of hard punches all over. "FUCK YOU ROLLINS. HE'S MINE YOU HEAR ME? HE'S STILL FUCKING MINE!" Dean punched him in his lip, busting Seth wide open. "HE'LL ALWAYS BE MINE!" Another punched hit Seth's face, causing Seth to spit up blood.

"FUCK YOU, AMBROSE!" Seth spit blood into Dean's face and turned the tables pushing Dean's face into the dirt, getting in a few punches of his own. "HE'S MINE. I LOVE HIM!" Seth screamed as he punched him repeatedly, one punch landing right near Dean's eye, busting him open.

"DO I NEED TO CALL THE POLICE?" The lady from the diner they were parked at came out, stopping Dean and Seth from killing each other. The two friends parted with a harsh push from each. Dean spit out blood and so did Seth, who was looking worse off than Dean probably was.

"No ma'am. Sorry to bother. Me and my friend here was just.. play fighting. Sorry. We'll be gone in a sec." Seth said, looking at Dean, who faked a smile and nodded at the lady.

"Mhm. Just get off the property? You're scaring my patrons." The woman said before she pursed her lips and went back inside.

Dean and Seth looked at each other, each of them with venom in their eyes. Their years of friendship was gone in that moment, all because of a secret that should've been told months ago.

All because of Roman.

"You know.. you may love him, you fucker." Dean said softly, breathing heavily through his swollen nostrils, "But you'll never love him as much as i do."

Seth was taken aback when Dean used the present tense. Did Dean just say he still loved Roman? "You mean as much as you did." Seth said, trying to correct him.

"No, Seth. I meant what i said."

Dean smirked and walked back to his car. He got in, and tossed Seth's coat and satchel out of his window on the dirty ground, promptly spitting on it afterwards.

"And you know that he'll never love you, you twink bitch, as much as he STILL loves me." Dean replied before revving up his engine.

"Fuck you Dean!" Seth said back, holding back tears. He didn't want what Dean was saying to be true, but apart of him was scared that it was.

"Fuck you too Seth. We're fucking done. From now fucking on. You're NOTHING to me. NOTHING." Dean looked at Seth one last time, intensely before he speeded off into the night.

Seth watched him go, his spit out more blood, then sat on the edge of the sidewalk after he grabbed his things. He crouched down holding his ribs and as he looked up into the stars, He cried. He cried like a baby. He had just lost Dean. His best friend in the entire world. Seth whimpered and ran a frustrated hand through his brown hair.

He picked up his phone and dailed the only person left that truly cared about him.

He called Roman.

"Hey babe. You missed the bus, are you okay?" Roman said through the phone.

"Ro can you come get me?" Seth pleaded sadly, "Please?"

Roman rolled up in his truck 30 minutes later and saw Seth sitting on the sidewalk, bruised up and bleeding from the lip. Roman ran out of his truck and went over to Seth who looked up at him expectantly.

"Seth what the fuck happened to you?" Roman asked as he knelt down in front of Seth, softly cupping his face to examine the bruises.

Seth looked into gray eyes that looked completely worried about him. He shook his head as a tear rolled down his cheek. "Can we not talk about it here? I just want a shower and to lay in your bed." Seth sniffled, pulling away from Roman's embrace. "Please babe?"

Roman just nodded. He helped Seth up and noticed Seth clutching his ribs. Roman held him tight against his body then opened the car door for Seth. Seth crawled in and then Roman drove them to his home.

Once he was there he parked in his drive way and then hopped out of the car to get Seth. He opened the passengers side and scooped Seth in his arms. Surprisingly Seth just wrapped his arms around him and laid his head on Roman's shoulder.

He brought them in then automatically went to the bathroom. Roman carefully placed Seth down on the toilet seat, then knelt down to draw a bath. He let the water run, moving over to Seth and started taking off Seth's tie. He tossed it, then started unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it down Seth's shoulders.

"You don't have any considerable bruises babe." Roman said as he examined Seth's body. He had some discoloration to his abdomen but it wasn't anything too serious. Definitely no reason to take Seth to the hospital. He started taking off Seth's pants, slowly pulling down each pant leg. "You're gonna be sore for a few days though." He turned towards the water and then added a bath bomb. It created rosy pink bubbles and smelled like flowers. He took off Seth's underwear then turned off the water. "Get in and just relax. You can tell me what happened when you're ready."

Seth nodded, doing as he was told. He got in and laid his head back, letting the floral aroma overtake him. Roman was about to leave when Seth called to him.

"Ro?" Seth said softly.

"Yeah babe?" Roman replied.

"Stay. Please?"

Roman cracked a smile, taking off his shirt. "I thought you'd never ask."

Dean came into the door and slammed it behind him. He muttered something trashy as he walked into his kitchen. Swinging open the fridge, Dean got out some beer, twisting off the cap with his teeth before letting the cold beverage seep down into his system. It felt so good against his bruised lips. Dean drank most of it down then paused, leaning against his fridge.

He fought his best friend tonight. His only friend in the world. Over another guy. His guy. Roman. Truthfully he didn't have a right to call Roman his anymore but still, wasn't he? Seth broke every fucking rule of the bro code. Thou shall not covet thy best friends ex's ass... or something. He was still in shock. Seth dating Roman. His Roman. The man he never stopped loving, despite loving someone else.

Dean smiled ironically, shaking his head. He loved Renee. That was true. But the way things ended between Roman and him, it just.. wasn't over. Dean knew it as soon as he packed his bags and left. He knew it for years. If he ever saw Roman again he promised himself he was gonna tell him that he never meant to hurt him. That given another chance Dean would marry him tomorrow.

But now? With Seth fucking Roman and Roman idly going along with it? Dean wasn't sure who to be more mad at? Seth for falling for his ex, or Roman for falling for his best motherfucking friend? It was a shitstorm, honestly.

Dean took off his white shirt that was now filled with blood and then ran upstairs. Renee would be home soon and he had a lot of explaining to do and a few excuses to make too. But for now, he would just put everything in the washer. He walked into his closet and found some old clothes to wear, and as he was changing he saw a small box in the back of the closet, promptly titled "porn." He smirked and realized it was just a bunch of old shit he didn't want to throw away, and he titled it porn so Renee wouldn't be tempted to look through it.

Dean picked up the box then started going through it's contents. It was a bunch of old keepsakes, from his childhood and older. He smiled at his old baseball that was signed by Roger Clemens. He reached down deeper and something felt like a frame. Dean pulled it out and noticed it was an old picture of him and Roman. Taken at Roman's birthday party a billion years ago. Dean's hair was way shorter and he was smiling as he and Roman looked at each other. Dean caressed his thumb over the photo, shaking his head. He looked so happy, less stressed, carefree.

He looked more through the box then found a bunch of different pictures of Roman and him. Some were just group photos, some had Seth in them (Dean would burn those.) Through all the pictures one stood out. It was one of Dean and Roman kissing in bed.

Dean blushed, then turned the picture around, reading the caption that was in Roman's handwriting. Happy anniversary, babe. The only thing better than your love is your kisses. -Roman.

Dean bit his lip, thinking back to that day when he heard keys jingling.

"Babe?" Renee yelled to him.

Fuck. Dean scurried and put all of the pictures and things back in his box then pushed it back into the abyss of the closet. He kept one picture though. The one of them kissing.

"Babe?" Renee turned the corner and saw him. She smiled curiously. "Well why didn't you answer i was calling you."

"Sorry i got distracted." Dean said as he carefully slid the picture into his back pocket.

Renee came closer and squinted her eyes at him. "What the fuck happened to your face?" She cupped his face softly, looking at his bruises.

"Would you believe i almost got mugged going into a store? I fought off a guy and then jumped in my car and highttailed it before he done any real damage. Don't worry. I'm okay.." Dean honestly hoped she believed him.

"Okay.." She eyed him curiously, "Well the next time some shit goes down call me. You know how much i worry about you." Renee went in for a kiss but Dean sucked in his lips, pulling back.

"Sorry honey. I'm just too sore for kisses right now. I'm just gonna grab a short shower and head to bed." He kissed her forehead turning to walk to the bathroom.

"Okay i love you-" Dean was far away before she finished her sentence.

Dean locked the door and then sat down on the toilet seat, taking the picture out of his back pocket. He caressed it softly, running his fingers over Roman's face, then sighed.

"Roman fuck. Why him?" Dean mumbled, "Why Seth?"

"Seth.." Roman breathed heavily, wrapping Seth in his arms. They were in the bathtub together, surrounded by bubbles and quietness overtook them. Roman looked down at Seth's hands that were connected with his own and saw marks and scratches on Seth's knuckles. Anger surrounded him once more. He needed to find out what the hell happened to his boyfriend.

Seth looked up into Roman's eyes then down at his hands. He sighed and knew that it was finally time to talk to Roman.

Even if he did end up losing him because of it. "Yeah?"

"Who did this to you?" Roman asked, softly cupping Seth's face.

Seth couldn't avoid this anymore. He gulped, "Dean did this." He said reluctantly, turning to face Roman fully.

"Dean? My ex Dean? Your ex best friend.. Dean?" Roman was very confused. As far as he knew, Seth and Dean didn't speak anymore. "I thought you guys lost touch?" Roman pondered.

"I never said we didn't talk anymore Ro. You just assumed that. I never stopped talking to Dean. I just never thought he was relevant enough to bring up in our conversations." Seth admits, looking away.

"Are you kidding?" Roman shook his head, pushing Seth towards the other side of the tub. "You never once told me that you still talked to Dean, Seth. If i knew you two were still in contact i never would've.."

Roman didn't finish his sentence. He couldn't believe Seth right now. His hands slammed on the tub then he got out, quickly grabbing a towel.

"Ro, wait!" Seth followed, grabbing a towel too. He followed Roman into the bedroom, pulling on his wet arm. "You never would've what?" Seth spat, turning Roman around. "Finish it, Roman."

"Seth." Roman pulled away harshly, walking to his closet. Seth ran after him, not letting Roman talk around the subject.

"Finish it." Seth said with sadness hidden in his voice. "If Dean and I were still in contact and you knew, you never would've started seeing me. Is that it?" Roman pulled on a shirt then turned to see Seth's eyes brimming with tears. "I'm just the constellation prize since you can't have Dean. RIGHT?" Seth turned away, sniffling and looking for his bloody clothes.

"Seth, come on. It's not like that and you know it's not." He pulled on some sweats then went over to Seth, pulling his shirt out of his hand.

"That's what you meant. Don't lie now." Seth was full on crying now. Roman hated seeing that. He pulled Seth's dirty shirt back down to the floor and moved more into Seth's embrace.

"Yes. That's what i meant." Roman started to say. He felt Seth squirm to get away from him but Roman wouldn't let him go. "Stop. Listen okay?" Roman sighed. "Dean was my everything. For two years of my life he was.. the most important thing to me. I loved him."

"I know that.." Seth started to say.

"Just let me finish?" Roman told him, cutting him off. "I thought he was out of both our lives when i met up with you again. I didn't care to ask because i didn't think you would've wanted to open that can of worms with me. Knowing that you still talk to him, that he is still in your life means he's still in mine. Fuck, you should've told me Seth. You should've said something."

Seth couldn't help but to agree. He nodded and held onto Roman for dear life and didn't want to let go."I'm sorry Ro." Seth said, pulling on his tshirt. "You're right i should've been more honest."

Roman smiled at Seth. He was so caring. He couldn't stay mad at him. He examined his face again then softly caressed his thumb across Seth's bruised lips. "Why did Dean do this to you anyway?" Roman asked, looking down at him.

"Because i finally told him we were together." Seth said softly. "He obviously didn't take it well." He tried to look down buy Roman held his gaze. "Ro... Are you still seeing him on Saturday?" The fear in Seth's voice was evident. He was hoping Roman said no.

"He told you about that huh?" Roman laughed, pulling away from him.

"Yeah he told me." Seth said sadly. "Are you gonna do it?"

"Yeah. I think i am." Roman replied honestly. "I think we owe it to each other to talk it out and let the past go."

"Then i think i should go." Seth said, moving to put his boxers on.

"What why?" Roman grabbed his arm stopping Seth from putting anymore clothes on.

"Because, you two need to work things out and obviously I'm in the way so I'm gonna get out of the way." He cried and tried to look away but Roman just pulled him back into his embrace. Seth cried into his shirt and Roman let him. "I can't watch you go back to him. Let him hurt you again. He's my best friend but he doesn't deserve you Ro. You deserve so much even if it's not with me-"

Seth was cut off with a kiss, and then lifted into Roman's big arms. He cried as Roman kissed him. Trying to his best to put all of Seth's doubts to bed. "You're what i deserve, baby. Dean had his chance and he blew it." Roman walked them over to the bed then laid Seth down against his pillows.

"He can't have me anymore. You know why?" Roman pressed himself against Seth and teased his bruised lips.

"Why?" Seth smiled, running his hands through Roman's wet hair.

"Cause I'm yours, Seth Rollins." Roman said kissing him.

"I'm all yours."

Saturday late night.

Roman had just gotten off of work and was on his way to meet Dean. Seth had told him the night before that it wasn't a good idea because Dean was probably pissed about Roman dating Seth but Roman expressed that he wasn't afraid of Dean's anger and he would gladly fire back at him if he came at him a certain way.

Roman looked up and saw his old street. It held many memories for him. His favorite being when he first met Dean. A young law student with blonde hair and a killer smile. Roman blushed thinking about it. He walked into his mom's bakery looking for a cookie and walked out with a permanent stamp on Roman's heart. It took Roman less than six months to say he loved him.

And three years to get over him.

Roman's sneaker hit the pavement as he drew closer to the apartment. He finally stood in front of it, and Dean was nowhere in sight. Roman thought that maybe Dean realized this was a mistake and he stood him up when..

"What the fuck took you so long?" Dean said, walking up to Roman with his hands in the air.

"I was at work." Roman said back, looking at Dean up and down. He was so used to seeing him in a suit nowadays it was strange to see him in regular clothes again. Shades of the old Dean shined through and it made Roman smile.

"Why the fuck are you smiling?" Dean asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Huh? Oh nothing, just.. you look great in those jeans." Roman thought nothing of his compliment as he took his key out and started opening the door.

"I look even better out of them." Dean shamelessly flirted back. "But I'm sure you remember that perfectly."

Fuck. Roman thought as he lead Dean inside.

This was gonna be harder than he thought.

A/N: So what do y'all think? Team Seth or Team Dean? Rolleigns or Ambreigns? Who's right, who's wrong? - Melle