A little Shield humour.

"You want to go out to the bar tonight?" Roman asked, Seth walking next to him and Dean on the other side of Seth.

"What's so special about tonight?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow at his lover. Seth rolled his eyes and shook his head at Dean.

"St Patricks Day," he teased. "You're getting forgetful in your old age." Dean aimed a smack at the side of his lover's head, Seth laughing and ducking the blow.

"I'm like 4 and a half months older than you," he scolded, Seth hiding behind Roman and laughing. Roman rolled his eyes, and placed a hand on each of their shoulders, propelling them forcefully down the arena hallway.

"Will you two stop bickering for ten minutes?" he sighed, Seth and Dean both looking up at him innocently. "Dean, stop that. You look ridiculous." Seth burst out laughing again, and Dean levelled a glare at his lover that promised punishment.

"Oh shut up," Dean huffed, elbowing Roman in the ribs firmly.

"My question remains, bar after the show?" Roman repeated, his patience starting to wane.

"Nah, let's just go back to the hotel," Seth suggested, his lips turning up into a soft smile.

"I don't know…" Dean mumbled, Seth pouting.

"C'mon," he begged. "I promise I'll make it worth your while…" Roman smirked, reaching out to grope Seth's ass only to freeze.

"Are you wearing underwear boy?" he snarled, knowing damn well that Seth liked to wear his belt a little loose. Seth grinned and pulled away, his secretive smile fully in place.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," he teased, before he sashayed away, hips swinging slightly.

"Damn that boy," Roman growled, watching as his pants fell down his hips slightly, the top of his crack being revealed.

"…he's wearing underwear," Dean murmured as the emerald strap peeked out from above Seth's waistband.

"Holy crap," Roman cursed, watching Seth's fingers sneak around and tug his pants down just a little bit more, the strap being revealed as little more than a piece of string. "So no bar tonight?"

"Nope," Dean agreed, both men following their lover down the hall, Seth smirking in front of them. He'd known that he'd be able to manipulate them.