The dinner table and dinner looked great. Dean had really done a good job which surprised himself a little because he'd never really learned to cook. In the public housing where he grew up no one really took his time to teach the kids things like that but he'd learned a few things from Renee and the late night cooking shows on TV too. For today also the internet had done a good job to help him and now everything looked good enough for Renee to post it on her Instagram with the caption saying "Babe made dinner maybe we should invite friends more often so I'll be free of any kitchen duty. #freedome ".

He didn't smile at that and didn't even care about the hint hidden in there. Dean knew he did good in this relationship. He did good at helping her cleaning and stuff just cooking wasn't his thing. Before he even got in a relationship with Renee he mostly lived of fast food which wasn't good for his metabolism but it was fast, cheap and delicious!

So the table and food looked great and Dean did as well. Of course he'd never admit that it was just because Renee had picked his clothes which she always did when they got people over or went out somewhere together except for the gym or simple lunches where they'd just eat as fast as possible to get back to whatever they did before.

She'd started this since the day he'd gotten to know her parents. It had been a Saturday after 8 hours of gym and he didn't really feel like dressing up because he was tired and'd rather stay at home but she insisted. Her parents were only in town that night and after all he was in love with her and couldn't say no at her big brown eyes. So he'd agreed and just put on some old washed out jeans and the shirt he'd worn in the morning when he got to the gym. With beanies he tried to cover most of his hair which he didn't comb since he took a shower and as he got downstairs Renee had looked at him in a way that really scared him.

After a short fight (really annoying he'd been 25 and not 5 he could dress himself just fine) he'd agreed that she was allowed to pick something for him to wear and from that day on she just continued doing it.

Now here he was wearing one of his newer jeans and a dark green button down, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Of course he wore no shoes they were in the house after all and since keeping the floor clean was one of his jobs in this household he always had an eye open because no one would ever be allowed to run around in shoes in this house. So black socks. His hair he'd comb back so it wouldn't annoy him by hanging in his eyes all the time.

"Dean?", that was Renee. "Are you downstairs?"

"Yeah." He answered from the couch in the living room where also the dining table had its place.

"Can you come upstairs for a second please?"

"Yeah." He answered again and got up from the couch slowly to get upstairs.

Renee was standing in front of the big mirror (barefoot) and tried put on a necklace. "Can you help me?" He nod and fixed the fastener for her before he looked in the mirror over her shoulder to muster her. She really did look perfect.

"Do you like it?" She asked and what the hell was he supposed to answer at that beige mini dress barely covering her ass and showing enough tits that he could barely hold himself together. "Well?" She asked again and he took a minute longer to look at her.

"You look great." He finally answered and she turned around. She really did look great. Dean put his hands on her hips to pull her a little closer and leaned down to press his lips against hers. For a while they just stood there and kissed and touched a little but in the end it was her breaking the kiss and smiling up at him. "You look great too. I love you."

"Love you too." Dean had a soft smile on his face. The way she said those three words really made his heart shutter for a second, they always had. Again he leaned in for a short kiss before they broke apart to go downstairs.

As they walked down the stairs he put one of his hands on his cheek to rub the stubble there since he didn't shave in at least three days. "Do you think I should shave?"

"No, don't!" Wow, that was a strict answer. "You look hot with the stubble so leave it alone!" Well, okay? Dean was pretty sure he looked hot without it too but whatever.

Twenty minutes later the doorbell rang and both, Renee and Dean, got to the door to open it and as soon as Dean laid an eye on Seth he wanted to run and hide under his bed because that guys sexiness almost made himself feel a little less attractive and Dean usually thought of himself of a rather really good looking person but Seth stood there with his tight black jeans and boots and this ridicules hot white dress shirt. His hair was open this time lying upon his shoulders. It looked so soft Dean wanted to touch it.

It took him a while to find his normal breathing rhythm again and it also took him a while to notice the short girl next to Rollins. She really did look cute. Her skin looked soft like a peach, her lips were red, long brown hair and a body that made Dean wanting to cry. Why was everyone so hot tonight like could they just ignore dinner and have a foursome? That would be really hot. He'd love to fuck Seth while eating Renee and fingering that beautiful girl.

He needed to get rid of those thoughts soon because he didn't want to give Seth his hand with a boner in his pants so Dean tried to think about anything but not that and ended up thinking about cats which was weird too but not the weirdest he'd thought about since he talked to Seth Rollins the first time. Everyone shook hands and the girl introduced herself as Ashley.

Leading them through the house (with their shoes off of course) Dean and Renee brought their guests to the living room where they could sit at the table. "You guys sit down I'll do the service." Dean said and earned a smirk of Ashley. What? He was a nice guy, wasn't he?

Dean vanished into the kitchen and warmed up the pot with the soup in it to get a small bowl ready for everyone. As he entered the living room again the others were talking and he put down the four bowls so they could eat. During the whole dinner the conversation went on well. Ashley talked about her job back in Iowa and how Seth and her had become friends and Renee talked about how Dean and her moved in this house and generally how life in Vegas was. Seth was a little quiet and so was Dean because the girls seemed to have to say more. They just threw in comments here and there and as they were finished with the main dish both men got up to clean the table and get dessert ready while the girls already exchanged numbers.

Well maybe that hot chick would come over again and the four- or even just threesome could become an option.

For a while Dean thought about that until he realized it was only him and Seth in the kitchen now. His colleague was putting the dirty dishes in the dishwasher while Dean pulled out more plates for the ice cream and fruits he'd planned on feeding them. Just being in the same room with Rollins made him a little uneasy after what'd happened last night.

"Thanks for the invitation." It was the first time that Seth really started a conversation to him all by himself. "It was very nice of you to do that."

"Well, what can I say? I'm just a generous person."

Both men smiled at that and continued their work in silence for a while until Dean started putting ice cream on the table and Seth moved over to see what he was doing. "God I'm betraying my diet so bad tonight." At that Dean laughed a little louder than he normally would.

"Can't say no to ice cream, Sethie."

"Yeah that's my problem. I'm gonna have to do extra sit ups to get rid of those calories again."

"Oh come on it's not that much."

"You have no clue how easily I gain weight. Jared would kill me if he knew what I ate tonight."

Again both men grinned at each other and carried the plates over so the four of them could end their dinner. They sat together a little longer until it was time to leave which made Dean feel utterly strange again. As weird as it was having Seth around he still didn't want him to go. In fact he enjoyed that feeling in his guts. It made him excited and he wanted to learn more about it and for that he needed to be around Seth.

"When are you leaving? Maybe we can go shopping tomorrow?" God, girls talk. Dean'd much rather just continue thinking about Rollins.

"Tomorrow around lunch. Maybe I'll see you at Smackdown on Friday?"

"Oh, I'm sorry but I'm not gonna be there but Dean is so maybe I'll let him bring something along for you."

"That would be great. It was very nice at your house tonight and dinner was delicious. Thanks Dean."

He nod at her and took her in for an embrace to say goodbye. He did the same with Seth. Seths body felt good. It felt so god damn good against Deans own bodyhe didn't want to let got. Not ever. Warm and strong and the hug felt like Seth was holding on to Dean like he was scared that if they'd break apart they'd never see each other again. Still it didn't last long because Seth pulled back and smiled at him sheepishly. After saying goodbye once again Seth and Ashley left and Renee closed the door behind them.

Her face changed into a rather annoyed expression as soon as the door was fully closed. "God I'm so happy they're gone!"

"What?" Dean was shocked. Did she notice something? Did he give Seth weird looks? Hopefully not because he'd rather not explain her that he invited the guy she got him off to last night over for dinner just so he wouldn't go on a date with a girl that he wasn't even in love with.

"This girl!"

So this wasn't about Seth. Relieve made its way through Deans body.

"What about her? She was nice I think and also she's a friend of Seth."

"Didn't you notice how she was all over you? See! That's the problem, Dean! You never notice anything." Wait how had this suddenly become over him? He didn't do anything wrong, he'd made dinner, he did the service, he took care of the guests AND her and now he was the bad guy again? Was he missing something?

"Her eyes were all over you like she wanted to rip off your clothes and all you have to say is 'She's a nice girl I like her'? God Dean!" She turned her back on him to start walking towards the stairs.

"Wait!" She didn't wait so he followed her upstairs to the bedroom. "Renee! What the hell? What did I do wrong?"

"You don't get it, Dean!" And that was right, Dean didn't get what he did wrong and what he could have done better and the way his girlfriend was acting made him angry. He could feel the common rage riseing in his chest and filing his body and because he knew he'd regret yelling at her the next day he just stopped the conversation and left the bedroom. Once he was back downstairs the rage took over.

•

Dean woke up with a headache. He was in bed alone but could hear that someone was downstairs. Of course it would be Renee. Of course when he got downstairs he'd have to apologize for last night for whatever the fuck he did wrong even if he was still sure he didn't do anything to upset her. A frustrated moan left his mouth as he crawled out of bed. Aspirin was more important than his ego. At least in this moment.

Downstairs Renee was emptying the dishwasher and the look she gave him with a harsh "Morning." made it clear. She was still pissed. A sigh left his mouth as he stepped closer to her and put his hand on her shoulder so she would turn around.

Her normally warm brown eyes seemed to be made of stone today but he had to do it anyway so he lowered his head a bit (god he hated this hated feeling so submissive but this girl he couldn't lose her after all more than three years together had been a long and good time) and took her small hand in his. "I'm sorry, okay? Whatever I did I am very sorry for it and I'll try to do better next time. We don't have to have her over for dinner again."

A little longer her hard gaze was on his face before she sighed as well and freed her hand to put it on his cheek. "Oh Dean. I'm glad you can understand that it was very harmful to me to see you acting this way." She leaned forward to press a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you for apologizing. I'll help you to do better next time." Her next kiss was pressed to his lips and he kissed her back, pulling her body into his arms to hold her a little longer.

For a while they just stood there holding each other until Renee (always her) broke off the kiss and looked at his face. "Now let's enjoy our day off. Oh and by the way Seth forgot his jacket. Can you take it with you tomorrow when you drive to LA and give it back to him?"

"Sure." The fight was over and things went back to normal. They ate breakfast together, talked about his trip to LA and what she had planned for the weekend while he was gone. Because they didn't have to do anything today they watched movie after movie after another movie and Renee fell asleep on the couch eventually as he was holding her during Taken II. It was almost midnight so Dean carried her upstairs and put her in bed carefully and planned on joining her soon since he was tired himself.

As he got back downstairs to clean off the living room where they'd eaten and spent the day he saw his phone on the couch with its display on which meant someone was calling (he wasn't really good at using this thing but that much he knew) so he picked it up. Unknown number. "Hello?"

"Oh hey, Dean. It's Seth." And suddenly Dean wasn't tired anymore. "Hey, sorry for calling at this time I know it's late but I'm .. Somewhere. I don't know where I am and it's very cold and I want to get back to the hotel. Can you help me please? The roads name is Robindale Road."

Seth had Deans full attention. "Seth you're practically on the other side of town how did you get there?"

"I brought Ashley to the airport and wanted to take the bus back and I really took the same one that I came to the airport with but it was suddenly driving all the wrong ways. I got off it and thought I could just walk home and now I'm here and my phone is dying so please just tell me where to go before my phone turns off."

"No. Stay where you are I'll pick you up. It'll probably take me about 20 minutes with the car."

"You don't have to, Dean. It's late I know. Just tell me the way and I'll walk." Dean snorted and was already slipping in his shoes and jacket. He took Seths jacket too because he'd have to bring it over sooner or later.

"Shut up Seth, I'm on my way. Just stay where you are and I'll get you."

"Alright.." God he sounded the way he looked, like a lost puppy. Dean could only imagine how he was wandering around the city looking around and hoping to see something or someone familiar that'd guide him home. It made Dean feel weird, his heart got heavy at the thought of Seth all alone at some place he didn't know.

As fast as he could Dean made his way through the city. Luckily the streets weren't packed as they usually were during the day. After a 20 minute drive he finally was on Robindale Road. It was a big street with lots of pubs and shops and it'd be hard to find Seth since the road was actually pretty long but Dean wouldn't stop looking for him until he found him and eventually he did.

He found Seth sitting at the edge of the sidewalk, knees pulled close to his body because it really was cold. He didn't wear a jacket (probably because Dean had his). 10m father down the road Dean found a parking lot and since Seth hadn't seen him he got out of the car to walk over to his colleague and more or less friend. "Seth." He put his hand on the younger ones shoulder.

The sudden touch made Seth jump but as he turned around and faced Dean relieve was written all over him. "God, I'm so sorry you had to get up this late to get me I swear I could have walked back and I would've taken a cab but I didn't have any money on me. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. Come on, get in the car. You look like your freezing." It really was cold outside for late February.

Seth nod and followed to find his place on the passenger seat and as Dean found his place in the driver seat he reached back for a second to fish Seths jacket off the backseat and give it to him. "Here put this on. You left it at our house." A thankful smile found Seths lips and he blushed at Deans words. "Sorry. I probably had a glass of wine too much. I got lucky that Ashley drove the way back home."

And again with the blushing. "Oh, don't be embarrassed about it. About the wine I mean. We're men and we can drink whenever the fuck we want to drink in fact a drink would be good for you right now to get you warmed up from the inside a little." Dean laughed about his words. Seth did too.

"I guess you're right but I wouldn't drink alone. Not ever. It's not healthy for the brain or something." Seths concern really was cute. It also was very true. Dean used to drink a lot especially alone and every time he did he ended up doing something stupid and almost getting arrested for it.

"We could go for a drink together."

"Renee is probably home waiting for you, Dean. I occupied you enough for tonight and it's late already. I think I'm glad when I get back to the hotel."

"Well I'm still my own person and can decide when it's enough and I say you did right on calling me Seth. Stop feeling bad for it. I'll tell you something. I'll take you back to the hotel, we go to the hotelbar and take a shot maybe sit and talk a little and then you can go to bed right away. I'll even make sure you find the way." He winked at Seth and Seths cheeks turned into a tomato red.

"Won't Renee be mad if you stay away this late?"

"Stop being so obsessed with my girlfriend, Seth." Dean rolled his eyes but kept grinning as he pulled into the parking lot and turned off the car so he could face Seth. For a moment he just looked at him which seemed to make Seth a little nervous and to be honest it made him nervous too and there it was again that heavy ticklish feeling in his guts that he tried to ignore but never really got rid of it. Eventually Dean broke the silence.

"Listen, Seth. I had you over for dinner and saved your ass by a ride home twice now. I'm not doing this because I feel pity for you or anything. I like you, you're my friend and one part about friendship is spending time together. So lets just go for a drink and enjoy our day off it doesn't matter where and with whom we go to sleep later. You need to stop worrying so much. Now get out of the car." Smiling he pushed at Seths shoulder so he would exit the car. Dean did the same.

•

The elbows of both men were resting on the counter of the hotelbar and Seth was giggling like a little girl as Dean told him a story how he'd gotten detention in grade 11 because he tried kissing his teacher so she'd stop yelling at him for not doing his homework. They'd both had several drinks (which had been Deans plan after all because he wanted to see what was behind this shyness of Seth) and while Dean would say he was feeling a little buzzed Seth seemed to be past his normal drunken stage which was absolutely adorable. His fingers would tap along with the song that the bar played while a big grin was all over face screaming that he'd had a couple of drinks too much.

"And you really kissed her?" The younger ones laugh was loud and absolutely wonderful, even better than the song playing.

Dean nod. "I did and for that I got a month of detention which I never showed up to." With a big grin on his lips he emptied his glass. Besides obviously being drunk Seth seemed to be tired too and since they'd just finished their drinks (or Dean finished their drinks) Dean decided to take the bill and make sure Seth really made his way upstairs safe.

They were standing in the hallway in front of Seths hotel room only minutes later and Seth tried opening the door. It took him more than three tries but Dean didn't judge. Still his plan on getting under Seths skin didn't leave his mind the only thing was that the heavy feeling in his tummy was still there because once they'd just started talking and joking around it was less weird to be around Seth alone and when they were not at work. It actually felt pretty good spending time with him. He made Dean smile and forget all the conflicts that usually waited at home when Renee was pissed for no reason again.

The door opened after all and Seth turned around to smile at Dean victoriously. Dean smiled back all cocky towering over Seth. Seth blushed. Dean smiled even more. "Seth tell me one thing."

"Whtevur ya want'a know." Obviously drunk.

"What's up with all the blushing and avoiding to look at someones eyes, hu?" Dean expected to catch Seth of guard or something since he hadn't hesitated to ask what he wanted to know but Rollins just shrugged his shoulder.

"Ya know, there's this thing I can't tell any .. Anyone about, ya know. It's a secret'nd nobody can know."

So finally Dean was getting what he was looking for all along. "A secret? That sounds exciting. You think you can tell me? I'm your friend Seth. Come on."

A big sheepish smile rested on Seths lips as he shrug his shoulder. "I'm gay. Can't tell anyone, ok? It's a secret." Well, that was not what Dean had expected he had thought about a childhood trauma or something but that Seth was gay .. No. Actually it didn't shock him. Actually he'd expected something exactly like this because Seth just wasn't like all the other guys he was working with. Of course they were all nice people but they weren't like Seth.

Seth always made sure everyone was feeling fine and as Dean had learned Seth was like that in private too. Yeah, Dean was surprised he hadn't noticed himself it made so much sense.

So he wasn't shocked at all about that but he was shocked about himself, about his reaction because it didn't bother him at all. Maybe it was the buzz in his system but it didn't bother him that he'd invited his gay friend over for dinner or that he'd fucked his girlfriend thinking about his gay friend. Suddenly it felt like it was a little more okay to think about Seth so much. It was weird but it was okay. "Hey, that's cool. I won't tell anyone." Dean winked at Seth who started blushing again and grinned at him.

"Thank ya, Dean. Knew you'd be a good friend, you'a such a good person." Dean was sure his cheeks would hurt in the morning from all this smiling and grinning but it felt good feeling this good. He didn't have this for a very long time, feeling this free and happy around a person.

"Ah, you're charming me, Sethie but you look like you need a bed so you better go in there and go to sleep." Without complaining Seth nod and took a step forward almost tripping over his own feet but he landed save in Deans welcoming arms to pull him in a big bear hug. Both men kept smiling as they stayed in their embrace a little longer than they actually had to and Seths eyelids became so heavy he could barely hold them up. "Come on, go to bed."

Dean patted Seths back as the younger one sighed but agreed and leaned back to hold on to the door frame. "Don't drive home, Dean. Take a cab." He smiled at the older one one last time before he went into his room and the door closed. Dean was left alone in the hallway, a big smile on his face.

"Yeah. I'll take a cab." He kept smiling as he got into one of the cars and paid the driver to bring him home safely and Dean was actually very proud that he didn't wake up Renee as he got back inside, stripped and found his way in his bed. Before he went to sleep he checked on his phone one last time. To his surprise he'd actually gotten a message. Of course he opened it.

"Wass lots of fuuuuuuuuuun tonight, Dean. We shouldsb do thiss more often and I wanted to askjs if yo want to drive to LA togetha tomororrrorw? Sleep tight, Sethie. :)"

Cute, that was really really really cute and even if Dean would never admit it to anyone it made his heart beat a million times faster than it should. Seths drunken message made him wish once again the person next to him in bed wasn't Renee. As quick as he could he answered that he'd really like that and shut his phone off so the vibration wouldn't wake Renee up if Seth should answer.

Seth. Dean felt a little dizzy and he blamed the alcohol even if he knew that was not the cause of this feeling. For the first time in month Dean fell asleep with a smile on his lips.

•

Four hours and thirty minutes in the car with one person could be very long and annoying. With Seth on the passenger seat they were not. They'd driven off the parking lot two hours ago and had talked the whole time. They'd talked about Deans rescue last night and about Seth hangover that he was still feeling. The one thing they didn't talk about was Seths secret.

Dean was a gentleman he wouldn't mention it just to make Seth feel comfortable because telling someone you were gay probably wasn't the easiest thing in the world.

"God, I'm never drinking again." Dean had to smile at that statement. His headache had left him alone as soon as he'd taken a painkiller and he felt fine except for a little hunger. "I can't even remember half of the things we talked about last night. Did I say or do something embarrassing?"

On his face Dean felt a big grin. "Depends on how you define embarrassing."

Immediately Seths cheeks started turning red. "So I did? Oh my god." He put his hand on his forehead and slit it down his face. "Tell me. What did I do? Please tell me I didn't talk to anyone besides you."

The smile on Deans face vanished but he shook his head. Seth didn't know he'd told him he was gay. Seth wouldn't have told him if he'd been sober. It was Seths reason to blush and be shy. "Dean!" The younger one tried again and Dean didn't know how to ease him into that topic so he decided that'd be best to just tell him without trying to make it sound nicer or anything. It wasn't something bad Seth'd told him but it was something he didn't want Dean to know obviously otherwise he would have told him when he wasn't drunk.

"You told me you're gay." Suddenly there was no red in Seths face at all. He looked rather pale as he stared at Dean and the older one was afraid his friend might throw up in the car.

"I told you .."

"Yeah .. You told me you're gay."