WOW it's been a month since i've updated this i'm so sorry

Rain. Lots and lots of unnecessary rain that had Seth sitting by the window and pouting. Rain that had too much thunder and lightning for Dean to be comfortable. Rain that had Roman practically holding Dean in his lap while trying to make Seth stop pouting. Rain during the summer fucking sucked.

Seth wanted to go to the beach. Due to the aforementioned pout-inducing rain, they couldn't go. For the better part of two hours, Seth had been sitting at the window, brown eyes fixed on droplets rolling down the window, occasionally mumbling "stupid weather" under his breath. He was actually five. Roman was dating a five-year-old. He shook his head at the thought.

Dean just hated weather like that. It was something about his pre-Florida childhood that had him afraid of thunder and lightning. Well, not exactly afraid, just extremely uneasy. After three years of friendship, Roman had become accustomed to calming Dean down during storms. With their new found whatever going on, it gave Dean even more of a reason to cuddle up with Roman.

And Roman, well, his planned trip to the next college had been canceled. Why, Roman wasn't sure. Probably because he was so entranced with Georgia. He was sticking to that. It probably wasn't the truth, but it was something. All that mattered was spending time with his boys.

Seth let his head fall against the window with an audible thud, making Roman sigh. The youngest teen didn't need to hear anything else, and was hopping off the windowsill and curling up on Roman's other side. He buried his face in Roman's neck, still mumbling about the stupid rain and stupid nature and stupid everything.

"You done?" Roman teased, carding a hand through Seth's hair. Again, Seth just mumbled. "Just gonna blame the weather?"

Seth nodded this time. "'s all rainy."

"I noticed," Roman kissed the top of Seth's head, smiling as the younger teen's face turned a light shade of pink.

"Shush," Dean grumbled from somewhere on Roman's left side, absently placing his hand directly on Roman's face.

Seth laughed quietly, Roman nipping at the palm of Dean's hand and making the other boy almost recoil. And, just like that, they were comfortable.

A month prior to that moment, Roman didn't think he'd have his two best friends cuddled up on either side of him. He didn't think he'd be calling them his boyfriends. He didn't think he'd be calling anyone his boyfriend. He pretty much doubted he'd be dating anyone at all. And yet, there he was.

Dean's eyelashes fluttered lightly against Roman's neck, and the older teen smiled as he looked down at him. He dosed off, Roman thought. How cute. His leg was absently hiked up over Roman's, while his arm was wrapped around Roman's waist. Before, Dean was never particularly cuddly with Seth and Roman. He tended to keep his hands to himself (for the most part) and left Seth and Roman to do the touchy-feely bullshit. But now he was...okay. He wasn't afraid to hug and kiss his boys. Maybe it was that comfort that Roman was thinking of.

Seth, on the other hand, was wide awake, fingertips dancing over the waistband of Roman's shorts. His head was resting on Roman's chest, the back of his head the only thing Roman could see. Roman could feel just Seth fine, though. All warm and soft and unexpectedly delicate. Again, those teasing fingers swept over the waistband of his shorts, this time with the very tips slipping under the waistband.

"Don't go starting anything," Roman mumbled, pressing his lips to the back of Seth's head. He could feel the younger boy's smile against his chest.

"Who said I was starting something?" Seth asked softly, slipping his hand into Roman's shorts and, yes, starting something.

His thin fingers wrapped around Roman's mostly-limp cock, stroking him softly and slowly with what felt like an evil grin on his face. Seth lifted himself up so he could look at Roman. There was something about the look on his face - he looked more mature, cunning almost - and it had Roman's heart racing a little bit. He'd known Seth since elementary school, when Seth was too little to reach the monkey bars so Roman would help him. Now Roman was panting softly as Seth jerked him off with the hungriest look in his eyes.

Seth leaned down and kissed Roman, and fuck, Roman felt nearly dizzy. Finally gathering his bearings, Roman reached up and began palming softly at Seth's cock, the obscene bulge in his shorts too tempting to ignore. He barely got the chance to touch Seth the last time they...did stuff. He'd take that chance and savor it.

"Jesus Christ, you're fucking beautiful," Seth moaned softly, his lips leaving Roman's while his head fell forward onto the older teen's shoulder. "You know that?"

The blush that bloomed on Roman's skin surely went all the way down to his chest. "I do now," Roman nosed Seth's hair to the side and pressed his lips to Seth's temple, simultaneously yanking Seth's shorts down to mid-thigh and wrapping his hand around Seth's bare cock.

"You really are," Seth breathed out, his hips jerking up into Roman's hand, but his pace never faltering with Roman.

Roman smiled and pressed his lips to Seth's temple once more, letting his hand speed up on Seth's cock. Seth's grip tightened ever-so-slightly, and it had Roman gasping and bucking up into Seth's fist. If Seth's soft and desperate moans were anything to go by, he was just about as close as Roman was. Seth turned his head and pressed his lips to Roman's in a sloppy kiss. Roman let out a moan, feeling Seth tense up before letting out a too-loud moan as he came. Just watching Seth come undone was enough for Roman, and he came soon after, carefully maneuvering Seth so he didn't slump down into a puddle of jizz.

"Wow," Roman breathed out.

"Mhm."

"You two are hot," Both teens jumped at the sound of Dean's voice, all rough and slow with sleep. "Gonna have to jerk off to that when I'm awake."

Seth groaned and buried his face in Roman's neck. "You're such a perv."

"The proper term is voyeur, you punk."

Roman chuckled from between them. "I'm covered in Seth's jizz right now."

"Yeah, well, it's all over my hand, so fuck you," Seth made his point by wiping his hand on whatever shirt he grabbed off Roman's floor, cringing as he realized it wasn't Roman's.

"Nice one, tiger," Dean mumbled, Seth dropping his come-covered band shirt.

"You two are jerks."

Roman smiled at how normal it all was.

"Roman, sweetheart, can I talk to you?"

Roman looked up from one of the assigned books he had to read, almost instantly tensing at his mom's tone of voice. It was the serious voice, the one she used when she was talking about his grades or his future. Roman set the book down and crossed his legs, watching his mom sit on the side of his bed.

"Do you remember the talk we had about Dean?"

"Mom..."

"Honey, your father wants to know. I want to know. That boy is practically another son, if Kathy and Stephen ever had trouble we'd take Dean in a heart beat," She placed a hand on Roman's knee. "I just want to know."

Because it was so incredibly easy to tell your mom that you're in a polyamorous relationship with your two best friends. Roman avoided her eyes, not saying anything for a solid few minutes. He wasn't sure what to say, or how to say it, for that matter. He loved Dean and he loved Seth (but his mom didn't exactly know about Seth). How would his parents take it? They'd always been real supportive of him, if he came out it didn't matter. Then again, both were pretty old school. Your son dating another boy was one thing, but your son dating two boys at one time? Unheard of.

Still avoiding his mom's gaze, Roman began picking at a loose thread on his comforter. The words now or never were constantly swirling around his mind, but it wasn't helping. When to do something wasn't going to help how someone would react. God, he just needed to get it over with, once and for all.

"I'm dating them."

"Them?"

"Seth and Dean," Roman's mom's eyes widened. Roman, meanwhile, regretted looking up. "I'm dating them. Both of them."

"Is it...separately...?" Her voice got quieter, more soothing, as if talking about it was hard for Roman.

"No," Roman shook his head. "I'm with them, they're with each other. It works for us."

She didn't say anything for a while. Almost mimicking Roman's silence, she looked down at her locked hands on her lap. Roman felt his heart speeding up. He wasn't sure what he'd do if his mom didn't accept him. As far as she knew, he was straight as an arrow, all of the girls chasing after him. Which was all kinds of funny, considering he'd never dated a girl before.

"I'm surprised."

Surprised, as if Roman didn't know that his confession would hit a parent like a slap in the face. Finally, she looked up, her expression nothing but caring and loving and calming. A small smile began appearing on her face, and Roman felt a breath he didn't realize he was holding escape him.

"So...?"

"You know those two are like more sons for me," His mom said. "But I wouldn't have it any other way. Just be careful, okay?"

"Mom, it's not like we've done anything-"

"It's my job as a mother to warn you," Her tone was stern, but she had a playful smile on her face. "You can't get anyone pregnant, though, so-"

"Mom!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Again, she reached out and placed a hand on Roman's knee. "But you will have to tell your father."

Roman tensed. His dad wouldn't take it nearly as well as his mom. Just the incident with his mom telling about his crush was enough to make Roman wary. What would he do if his dad didn't approve? He wouldn't let go of Seth and Dean, that was for sure. They meant too much to him. There was too much history, even before they started dating. Roman wouldn't lose them, no matter what.

He needed to calm down. He was thinking ahead, imagining the worst. Things could go terribly wrong, yeah, but things could also go terribly right. He just had to cross his fingers and keep his boys close.

"Seth?"

The brown-eyed teen turned around and looked at his mom. She looked...tired. She'd taken up an extra job since summer had started, seeing as neither Seth nor his brother were at home most of the time. Seth himself had thought of getting a job, just to take a load off his mom, but he couldn't find a job that would work for him. He felt guilty for not helping her, but she was always okay with Seth and his brother not helping. She certainly didn't like working so much, but she liked being able to provide for the family.

"Yeah?" Seth responded, leaning against the kitchen counter.

"How are you?" Her voice was soft and gentle.

"Fine."

"How are things with Roman and Dean? You've been hanging out with them quite a bit."

"We're all good," Seth loved his mom. Adored her. But he was never good at talking to her. It was one thing he envied about Roman; he had a strong relationship with both of his parents. Hell, even Dean had a decent relationship with Kathy. "Anything else you wanted to ask me?"

She hesitated. Crossing her arms against her chest, Seth's mom took in a deep breath. "Seth, sweetie, I'm so sorry-"

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"We're moving."

intense, man, intense. that first scene is probably the best thing i've written, in my opinion. reviews are appreciated, let's see if we can get to 100!