March 26th, 2016

They carried Cynthia all the way upstairs to their hotel room. He held the girl closer to him to give Dean a chance to unlock his door, then he gave her back to him. The blond man asked Seth to wait for him while he put her to bed and then he disappeared inside his room. Seth leaned on the wall behind him. He took out his phone out of his back pocket and sighed. It was already one in the morning and he was suddenly thankful that he didn't have to work the next day. He'd been lacking a lot of sleep this week because of Dean, whether it was because he was spending time with him or simply thinking about him, he had trouble sleeping all week. Seth smiled when he realized he had a bunch of messages from his friends. While Becky was sending him pictures of them having fun, Paige was texting him to be careful and Sami was saying he should stop listening to her. He laughed when Becky sent him a pic of Paige strangling Sami and a part of him wished he had stayed with them. Now that Cynthia was in the comfort of his bed, Dean would simply join her to take care of her and he would simply go back home, alone.

"Hey." Dean murmured as he got out of his room. "Sorry, it was a little bit longer than expected."

"Hey…" Seth said. "Is she going to be ok."

"Yeah. She puked a bit but she'll survive. She's been way worse"

"So… I'm going to leave you to her, I'm gonna go back home. Good night Dean..."

Seth walked away but Dean grabbed his arm to stop him. He could read in his face that he didn't want him to go and he had no idea what to do with that. It wasn't fair for Cynthia. All that was going on between them wasn't fair for her at all. Even if they had so kind of agreement, Seth still felt bad about it, but at the same time, what he read in the other man's eyes made him feel so alive.

"Even if I wanted to take care of her, she wouldn't let me." Dean let out. "When she's drunk and sick, she wants me as far away as possible. You told me you had the nicest suite of the hotel and I'm dying to see it. You think you could show me around?"

Seth's heart was pounding in his chest when Dean's fingers brushed on his. The blond man was biting his lower lip and so was he. He knew it wasn't a good idea. Paige would be pissed as hell if she knew he brought him into their home. He'd done it with multiple other guys but Dean was different. Seth knew it and so did his best friend. He wanted to tell Dean that it wasn't going to happen, but instead, he leaned toward him and gently pecked his cheek. Everything was a blur and the alcohol running through his veins gave him to courage to take the other man's hand into his and lead him to the elevator. As soon as the door closed on them, their lips touched and Dean's hand were all over him. Seth suddenly stopped and pushed him away from him.

"What's going on?" Dean asked, panting and confused.

"There's a camera in each elevator and I'm not supposed to get involved with clients. I could be in serious trouble for that."

"Oh, I thought I did something wrong."

"Don't worry, you could never do anything wrong."

When they arrived on Seth's floor, both men got out of the elevator and Dean followed his lover. Once they reached the right door, the two-toned man carefully put the do-not disturb sign on his door handle. Dean looked at it and burst into laughter.

"Do-not fucking disturb me, am I clear?" he read on the sign. "Wow, I didn't know they made custom sign."

"They don't. I'm the one that customized it. It was the best way that I find to let Paige know not to enter when I'm busy with someone."

"Oh, so you bring a lot of guys in here, huh?"

Seth blushed and immediately felt sick. What was Dean thinking about him? Did he thought he was some kind of whore because he was bringing late night dates in his room for a quick hook-up?

"I didn't mean…" Dean started, realizing what he had implied.

"It's fine." Seth said as he closed the door behind him.

"Seriously Seth, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. It's just that you're so hot that I assumed tourist would be all over you. Just like I am."

"Oh, so you're all over me?" Seth asked with a smile.

"Yeah, 'cause you're fucking incredible." Dean said as he brought him closer to him to kiss him. "I can't stop thinking about you."

Hearing him say this made him feel so much better. At least he wasn't alone. He wasn't the only one going crazy. There was something special between them and even though it should scare him, it did the exact opposite. He wanted him more. He wanted him more than he ever wanted anyone before.

"Still want to know if I'm good at keeping my promises?" Dean asked with a wicked smile.

"I thought you wanted me to show you around."

"All I care about right now is you. And maybe your bed."

Seth ran his fingers on Dean's chest and licked his lips in anticipation. He was waiting for that moment since he laid eyes on him. He even told him about how hard it was to give him the massage the first time he saw him. He told him about how the way he moaned made him hard and it made Dean laugh.

"I swear you were so fucking hot lying down on my table, naked. I wanted to rip that towel off of you." Seth confessed.

"Why didn't you?" Dean asked as he softly kissed his lips, he jaw, then his neck.

"Cynthia and Paige were there, remember?"

"No I don't… cause all I could think about was how good you were with your hands."

Dean pushed Seth on his bed and looked at him, lust filling his eyes as he was detailing his body.

"Now it's my turn to show you what I can do with mine."

Seth's breath hitched and his hardness twitched in his short. He was so hard that it hurt him and Dean knew it. He slowly took off his shorts and boxers and admired Seth for a second. The two-toned man was lying on his bed, half naked, licking his lips in anticipation, his length on his stomach. Dean leaned into him, covering his body with his and took his hardness into his hand. Seth moaned when Dean started to stroke him up and down and he shut him up with a passionate kiss. Everything was a blur and all Seth could hear was the sound of his own heart beating. Dean took his tank top off and Seth did the same with his shirt, leaving him completely naked for his lover. The blond man kissed and licked his chest, his nipples, his abs and got back to his neck. Seth moved away from him and reached for a condom and his lube that he kept in his night table. Dean quickly stripped off his jeans and stroke his own length, impatient. Seth got on his knees and without asking for permission, he took it all in his mouth, filling the room with moans and sucking sounds.

"Look at you... so impatient." Dean purred as he ran his hand into Seth's hair.

Seth gave him one last lick before Dean pushed him back on the bed and rubbed his finger against his entrance, making the two-toned man close his eyes in excitement. When he stopped touching him to coat his finger with lube, Seth whined but he knew what was coming was going to be even better. Dean pressed a finger into his entrance while Seth was stroking himself.

"Don't you even think about coming now." Dean growled. "I decide when you can."

Seth's breath hitched when he pressed another finger inside him, making sure to prepare him for more. The two-toned man had to slow down his pace or he would come before Dean had even fucked him and he knew it would make him mad. Seth couldn't stop thinking about how Dean was experienced. Had he ever done this before? He did say he was his first man though. Maybe Cynthia was into that kind of things.

"Stop thinking so much, your head is going to explode." Dean teased him as he continued to thrust his finger into him.

When he felt that his lover was ready to take more, he took them out, leaving him panting and whining for more. Dean put the condom on and coated his own length with the lube before he spread Seth's legs even more. He rubbed the tip of his hardness against his entrance, making him cried for more. After a moment of teasing from the blond man, he finally pushed inside of him, very slowly, giving him time to adjust. Seth moaned more and more as Dean was filling him up, scratching the back of his lover. Once he was completely inside, Seth let out a nervous laugh. He'd been waiting for this for almost a week and he wasn't disappointed. Dean was filling him with perfection. There was no pain, no sting just pure pleasure. The blond man leaned on him to steal him a soft kiss before he started thrusting in and out of him. The room was filled with moans and heavy breathing as they were both getting closer to their breaking point. Dean guided Seth hand onto his hardness and silently asked him to touch himself. The two-toned man found the perfect timing with Dean's thrusting and soon after, his hand was coated with his warmth as he screamed his lover's name.

"Fuck…" Seth moaned.

The blond man didn't need anything more than to see Seth come undone and groaned as he gave him his last thrust. He slowed his pace and collapse onto the other man's chest, not minding at all the fact that Seth's stomach was coated with his own stuff. They stayed like that for a long time before Dean finally rolled to his back, his whole body covered in sweat.

"Oh God… That… was…"

He didn't have time to finish his sentence that Seth was shutting him up with a kiss. He felt the same and he didn't need to hear it from Dean. It would've made it more real and for now, Seth just needed to keep it together. He couldn't stop thinking that what they had would come to an end and the only way he could forget about that, was when Dean was kissing him. He told himself that this was all a dream. A very hot and very wet dream.

Seth went to the bathroom to get towels and threw one to his lover so that he could clean himself up. Seth's stomach was all sticky and he wanted to jump in the shower but a look at the clock told him it could wait the next morning. He was overwhelmed and exhausted, he just needed to sleep. He lied down next to Dean and waited until he was done with his cleaning. The blond man wrapped an arm around his shoulder to bring him closer. Seth buried his face in his neck and sighed. He knew Dean had to go, but he didn't want to let him. He wanted to spend the night in his arm.

"I don't want to go…" Dean let out, like he knew what his lover was thinking.

"I don't want you to go either, but you have to."

"Why?"

"'Cause someone is waiting for you in your room. She'd want you to be there when she'll wake up." Seth said with a broken voice.

"What are you doing to me Seth? Why is it so hard to leave?"

Seth smiled but didn't answered. He loved that Dean was feeling this way about him, 'cause he was feeling the same for him. He could've ask him to stay the night and the dirty blond would've stayed, but he knew it wasn't reasonable.

"Why are you the one telling me that I have to go back to her?" Dean said. "I should be the one saying I need to go… but here I am, waiting for you to say that you want me to stay."

"I want you to stay Dean. Believe me, I want nothing more than to wake up next to you tomorrow, but we can't." Seth let out in a sigh. "You need to go now."

Dean smiled and kissed his forehead. He promised him he would see him again during the day and it made it easier to let him go. The blond man got out of bed and got dressed. After he gave Seth one last passionate kiss, he made his way out, leaving the two-toned man alone.


When Seth opened his eyes the next morning, he felt empty. He wanted Dean by his side but he was all alone. A look at the clock told him that Paige was already gone for work. With the headache that started to grow, Seth was glad he had the day off. He groaned as he sat in his bed, rubbing his eyes.

"Good morning beautiful." He heard, making him jumped.

Dean was sitting on the couch next to his bed with a big smile on his face. He was wearing a blue shirt that made his eyes stand out with a pair of black board short that looked more like a swimsuit.

"What are you doing here?" Seth asked, confused. "I thought you left after…"

Seth stopped and thought about it. What if it really had been a dream? What if Dean never came out of his room after he put Cynthia to bed.

"After we fucked?" Dean said with a wicked smile. "I did, but now I'm back."

The blond man sat on his lover's bed and sensually kissed his lips. Seth was holding on to him, scared that he would disappear all of a sudden.

"How did you get in?" Seth asked, still confused.

"Last night, you told me Paige was working so I waited for her in the hall and asked her to let me in."

"Liar." Seth said as he started laughing. "Paige would've never let you in."

"She didn't want at first, but I made myself pretty convincing." Dean told him. "You should check your phone, it didn't stop buzzing since I'm here. It must be Paige telling you to be careful with me."

"What has she told you exactly?"

"That she was afraid you'd get too attached to me. That I had to keep in mind that I was getting back to my life and that you'd stay here."

"Ugh…" Seth groaned. "I'm sorry about her."

"She's your friend, she has every right to be worried." Dean said with a smile. "Come on, get out of bed, we're going out today."

"We?" Seth asked, confused.

"Yeah, as in you and me."

"What about Cynthia?"

"She's not feeling good. She's been sick all night and told me I should go out without her. Wasn't really feeling the whole alone thing so I thought of you."

Dean gave his best smile to Seth, making his heart melt. He then leaned toward him and chastely kissed his lips.

"Can I shower first?" Seth asked.

"Only if I can go with you." He said with a smirk.

"I was hoping you'd say that."

Both guys got out of bed and ran to the bathroom. As soon as Seth passed the door, Dean took him in his arms and lifted up, making him yelp in surprise. He sat the two-toned man on the counter and sensually kissed him. Seth wrapped his legs around his waist and moaned in his mouth, his hands running in his lover's blond curl.

"You know that I actually need a shower as in I need to get clean right?" Seth asked as Dean bit his neck.

"Don't worry, I'm gonna make sure you'll be squeaky clean. I'm gonna wash that body of yours very meticulously.

"Hummmm…" Seth let out. "I hope you didn't have too much planned today, 'cause I think it's going to be a long shower."

"Long and hot baby…" Dean moaned in his mouth.


After their amazing one on one time in Seth's shower, both man got dressed and left the room. Dean had told his lover that he planned on taking surf's lesson with Cynthia but since she was sick, he thought Seth could go with him.

"That sounds like fun." Seth said as they were heading outside the hotel. "I know a good place for that. My friends are better surfers than the teachers at the hotel."

Once they were out of the hotel site, Dean took Seth's hand and let him lead him to where his friends lived. They walked on the beach for about fifteen minutes before they finally reached a private spot. There were a couple of cute houses and the area was breathtaking. Seth spotted his friends a little bit further away and waved to them. Jimmy and Jey Uso were the best surfers he knew and they were very good teachers.

Dean and Seth spent the afternoon learning how to take the waves and at the end of the day, they were already pretty good at it. Seeing Dean laughed and have so much fun melted Seth's heart. They thanked the twins for their time before they started walking on the beach to go back to the hotel.

"Never thought about buying one of those cute houses instead of staying at the hotel?" Dean asked Seth.

"Believe me, that's on my mind every single day. I've been saving a lot of money for that." Seth said as he took his lover's hand. "Come here, I want to show you the one I want."

They walked a little bit further and stopped in front of Seth's dream house. It had been on sale for a while and the two-toned man had his eyes on it for a long time.

"There's a lot of work to do on it and I think that's why people don't want it. I don't care about it though, that's the one I want. I swear, one day it'll be mine."

Dean smiled and passed his arm around his shoulder, bringing him closer to him. Seth turned his head and closed the distance between their lips.

"I wish I could still be here the day you'd buy it." The blond man let out as he stared at Seth's eyes. "It sucks that I have to leave tomorrow."

The two-toned man's heart stopped beating. Dean was leaving already? It was way too soon. He wasn't ready to let him go. Paige was right. He was too emotionally involved with Dean. He never should've let his guard down. He should've stayed away from him. The blond man noticed that his lover was suddenly very silent and he cupped his face, asking him of everything was ok. When he approached to kiss him, Seth took a step back.

"We should go back to the hotel." He simply said as he started walking away from his lover.

"What's wrong?" Dean asked as he took his hand and stopped him.

"Nothing… I'm just tired, I want to go back."

"I'm not gone yet." Dean said, letting the other know he wasn't buying his excuse.

Seth sighed, fighting the urge to cry. He'd never feel anything like that for anybody else and he was about to lose him forever.

"I'm not gone yet." Dean whispered in his ear.