"Rome." He heard Randy say again because Roman didn't answer him the first time. Randy who had to come and ruin the great day that he and Dean were having. Dean noticed how pensive Roman looked, how sad he looked. His ex and this other guy were holding hands and Randy had a wicked smile on his face. Roman looked like he needed help. Dean didn't know what to do, but he couldn't just leave him alone in the trenches. Could he?

"Randy, John, hi." Is all Roman said back. He didn't want to say anything more. The last time he confronted Randy, his ex made him look like an idiot in front of everyone. Randy told Roman that he was fucking John while still fucking him, making Roman cry in front of all their mutual friends. It was safe to say that Randy was a heartless bastard.

"So.." Randy looks down at Dean, who looked so pathetically straight that he had to laugh. "You going on dates with straight guys now Rome? Who is this guy?"

Roman said nothing, he didn't want to make a scene, it's exactly what Randy liked, to cause scenes. He wasn't about to feed into him.

"Roman, baby... i think I'm done with my meal." Dean said, shocking everyone around him, including Roman. Dean looked at him, eyes wide as he kicked Roman's foot under the table silently telling him to play along. Roman furrowed his eyebrows, but he caught on quickly.

"Okay babe, I'll umm.. get the check." He looked to Randy then smiled when Dean reached over and laced Roman's fingers with his own.

"Randy, this is Dean. We're dating."

Randy looked at Roman and Dean and sudden anger splashed across his face. He was certain that Dean was straight. Who the hell did Roman think he was to get over him that quickly and date some fuck head named Dean?

The waiter came over and Roman gave him his card. Randy was still standing there, (along with John who was surprisingly silent) looking at their hands and how close they were. "Roman could we talk for a moment?" Randy asked but Roman just shook his head no without any hesitation.

"Sorry Randy, we have to go. Maybe some other time." Roman got his card back, then Dean got up, and held out his hand for Roman to take. Roman smiled at how committed Dean was to the role he was playing. He grabbed his hand, and they were quickly entwined, laced together tightly. Roman caressed Dean's hand as he walked out with him.

Once they got a couple blocks away from the restaurant, Dean let go and laughed, hitting Roman's shoulder lightly.

"Dude, your ex is a dickhead."

"I know."

"What did you ever see in him?"

"I saw a dick that i liked putting in my mouth a lot." Dean looked down at that. Roman didn't mean to make him uncomfortable, now he felt bad.

"Sorry. That was a bit vulgar. Hey, thanks for helping me in there. I really needed saving. Sorry you had to pretend you were with me though."

"Don't worry about it. I don't mind saving a friend. Especially after the day we had. I only wish i got to finish that fucking chicken. It was glorious." They both laughed and then it was a silence that crept between them again.

Roman hated the silence.

"Come I'll take you home." When Roman said home, Dean didn't even think about the hotel. He wanted to go back to Roman's and just hang out with him some more. But he didn't know how to approach it without sounding needy. Plus, it was about time he saw Seth and apologized for not going out with him.

They got out of the cab in front of his hotel. Right in the spot where Roman kissed him that night. At first Dean hated thinking about it, but now it didn't bother him as much.

"I had a great time today. All day it was.. really awesome." Dean said with a smile.

"I had a great time too, believe it or not. It's not often many straight guys pretend they're my boyfriend just to help me out of a sticky situation. You really are something special Dean."

In that moment, a feeling came over Dean. A feeling like he wanted to fucking kiss him. Kiss Roman and see how his mouth tasted. He felt special, but only because Roman had said he was. That's the only feeling he wanted right now. A feeling of security, and happiness that came with hanging out with Roman. His thoughts turned dark as he imagined assaulting Roman's happy mouth with kiss after kiss. It wouldn't mean that he was gay, it just meant that he felt special. He was special.

In Roman's eyes.

"You seem deep in thought." Roman laughed, "You okay?"

"Mm." Is all Dean replied as he looked down. He really wanted to kiss Roman now.

"Well, i guess I'll see you around?" Dean nodded an okay at that.

Roman waved and began to walk away but Dean stopped him by grabbing his arm. Big arm. Big, big arms.

"I was hoping i could come over tomorrow? I saw you have xbox. We could play." Dean shrugged, looking down as his pale hands found the insides of his pockets. That was so smooth of him. So smooth.

"Okay, sure. Sounds like fun. I'll see you tomorrow, Dean." He ruffled some of Dean's curls then bit his lip as he started to walk backwards, taking the time to look at Dean once more before he turned around, taking a right at the corner.

"So you were hanging out with Roman all day and night?"

"Yep."

"And he took you to the Highline, and out to eat at an expensive restaurant?"

"Yep." Dean said as Seth just recalled the events that Dean already told him about. Seth's face was nothing short of pissed in that moment. He had every right to be, after all he did ditch him for Roman.

"You ditched me to go on a date with a guy?"

"It wasn't a date."

"It sounds like a date."

"Yeah well it fucking wasn't okay? We just hung out. I'm not gay dude fucking chill with that shit." Dean's voice sounded so accusatory, like Seth already could see through him.

"What else happened?" Seth asked.

"Nothing that was it." Dean conveniently left out the part where they held hands walking on the Highline, and the part where he pretended to be Roman's boyfriend for a small amount of time. Seth wouldn't understand, he would just chalk it all up to Dean being gay for Roman. Which was a ridiculous notion.

"What did you do?"

Seth shrugged. "I met a girl. Her name is Nikki. We had drunken sex then she kicked me out because she saw me getting dressed."

"Why were you getting dressed if you were in a hot girls apartment? Are you dumb?"

"No I'm not dumb you ass!" Seth spat back, "I was supposed to be meeting my best friend for sight seeing but he ditched me for another guy! So fuck you very much."

Dean did feel bad about that. He came to NYC with Seth, he shouldn't have ditched him like that. "I'm sorry. I feel like an asshole. How about us guys go out tomorrow night? Bar hopping. Me, you, Cody, and Zigman. Sound cool?"

Seth smiled at that. He could use some guy time. "Yeah it sounds good."

Dean got into bed with Seth and laid on his chest. Seth rolled his eyes, pulling the sheet over them both.

"Night D."

"Night S."

Dean made it to Roman's house around 11 am. He was excited to see Roman again. It felt like a lifetime since he last saw him, even though they hung out just yesterday. He knocked on the door excitedly, and waited. After about two minutes, Roman opened it, surprised to see Dean there.

"Dean, hey. I didn't know you were coming so early."

He wasn't wearing much. Except basketball shorts and socks. Dean looked down again, trying not to focus on his chest yet again. Or the way his basketball shorts hung low on his waist. Roman opened the door, and Dean came in, immediately plopping down on his couch.

"I know it's early but i've been dying to play some video games. I hope you don't mind. I'm going crazy for some call of duty."

"Ha. It's okay, let me just put a shirt on and we can play."

"Why? You're not bothering me. Don't worry about all of that shit dude. Come play."

Roman smiled at that, i guess a lot changes when you hang out with someone for an entire day. He sat down on the couch right next to Dean, leaving little space between them.

"Ready to get your ass kicked?"

"You wish."

An hour later and they moved on from Call of Duty to Mortal Kombat versus DC. Surprisingly Dean was getting his ass handed to him by Roman. He knew he shouldn't of picked Green Latern to go up against Sub Zero.

"OH! What's that? FLAWLESS VICTORY!" Roman yelled as he slammed the controller down, taunting Dean in the process. He did a little dance, and it caused Dean to laugh, his cheeks wearing a faint blush.

"Yeah, yeah yeah. Next time i get Scorpion, you get the Flash and we'll see who wins then. Best two outta three?"

Before Roman could answer, his house phone rang. Roman told Dean he would be right back and then got up to go answer it.

Dean decided to play story mode for a bit while Roman talked on the phone. As he was playing he could hear Roman in the background, laughing his sexy laugh. It sounded like he was flirting with whoever was on the phone. Dean stopped playing the game and just listened. For some reason he felt his anger rising.

Was he... jealous?

Dean got up and walked over to Roman, standing there as Roman spoke.

"Okay, sounds perfect. I'll see you then." Roman hung up and smiled, then looked over at Dean, who was fiddling with a fork he found on the counter.

"Who was that?"

"Oh it was my friend, Ian. Why?"

"Mhm." Dean said back, still not meeting Roman's gaze. "Where will you be seeing him?"

"Oh he just asked me out. We're going to the movies tonight. Come on.. let's finish playing." Roman pulled Dean towards the couch but Dean didn't move. The thought of Roman going out with another guy pissed him off for some reason. It's not jealousy. He tried to tell himself.

"Dean? You alright?"

"I'm fine. Actually, i have to go." Dean said, putting on his gray hoodie he had taken off to play games with Roman.

"Are you sure? Because i wasn't done beating your ass."

"Mhm." Is all Dean replied, zipping the hoodie all the way up. "I gotta meet Seth somewhere. I'll see you around."

He walked to the door, and Roman watched, frowning as he saw him walk away. "Dean?" Roman said, causing Dean to turn around. He said nothing back. Roman started walking towards him, and Dean felt his heart racing. The big man brought Dean in, wrapping his arms around Dean's waist, as he hugged him tightly.

He didn't know why the hug happened, but it felt so good to be in Roman's arms. Dean found himself breathing in his fresh scent, letting Roman hold him at his waist. Both of his hands connected at the small of the blue eyed boys back. They were close, as close as Dean used to be with all of his exes. But it was different with Roman wasn't it? Roman was a guy, and Dean was playing the role of what exactly? The jealous, straight, non boyfriend?

"I hope i see you again." Roman whispered. He was always saying that. Saying things like he hoped he'd see Dean again. Like Dean would ever just leave him. He wouldn't. He wished Roman knew that.

"Enjoy your date." Dean said as he pulled away, looking at Roman one more time before he left his apartment.

"Look Seth.. isn't that the same chick who kicked you out of her apartment the other day?"

They were at the bar, as Dean promised, drinking their troubles away. It seemed like things were going great as they drunk beer and watched the football game on the tv. It was slow that night, and there wasn't many people coming in or out, but drinking and beer was more of what the guys came for.

"Yeah it's her." Seth said as Nikki eyed him, he gave her the exact same look back, an intense stare that gave off everything that couldn't be said with words. Her tight black dress caused Seth to suck in his bottom lip, and she watched, fully realizing the effect she had on him.

"Dude go over there, she's looking at you like she can see into your soul. Plus she's fucking hot." Cody pushed Seth towards Nikki and Dolph laughed as they watched Seth walk slowly over to her.

"She's going to murder him." Cody decreed.

"Yep. He dead." Dolph added with a laugh.

Dean was the only one who didn't say anything. He had a lot on his mind. Starting with Roman going on a date tonight. He didn't know why he felt the need to replay how Roman laughed on the phone with this Ian bastard, how he so nonchalantly said he was going on a date like it wasn't a big deal. He didn't understand why he was so upset. Roman was his friend. Just... his friend.

"Dean. That girl over there is looking at you." Dean's eyes scanned the bar and indeed he saw a chick looking at him. She had blonde hair, small lips, a thin figure. She gave him a small smile, and that's when Dean knew he had his prey for the night. Anything that could get his mind off of Roman was fine by him.

Even if it was only for a little while.

Her lips tasted like cherry vodka and her body pressed against his wafted a certain body heat that Dean missed ever since Alicia. He didn't ask her name, and it didn't matter. She was perfect for right now. As they kissed, Dean felt absolutely nothing. He tried to deepen it, holding her as close as humanly possible but flashes in his head went to Roman. That night. The kiss he stole from his lips. Goddamn. What was happening to him?

"I'm sorry i.. i have to go." He pulled away from her, stumbling back before running out of the bar. He couldn't breathe. Something was calling to him. His heart pounded in his chest and that's when Dean knew.

He fucking had feelings for a man.

It started to rain as Dean aimlessly walked around the dark streets off Manhattan, letting his brown curls turn into a wet mess on his head. Dean could feel his heart in his chest, it was telling him where to go next. Dean got on the train and the next thing he knew he was there, standing in front of Roman's apartment. Dean came up the stairs and knocked, a soft pitiful knock. Roman opened it and he immediately saw Dean standing there, wet with a pained look on his face.

Roman said nothing, he let Dean in then locked his door. He walked them into the bedroom and unzipped Dean's hoodie. It came off, falling to the floor. Next was Dean's shirt, button after button was popped open before it came off as well. Roman undid his pants, and Dean stepped out of them, leaving Dean in his boxers.

Dean stood there nervously, holding his own shoulders for warmth. He saw Roman looking at him, admiring Dean's body for just a second before he took Dean by the hand and laid Dean down in his bed. Roman got in right after and the two men ended up just staring at each other, looking deep into blue and gray eyes respectively. They were both in their underwear, and their eyes locked in an intense stare.

No words were said, right now there was nothing to say.

Roman slowly reached in, and put his hand on Dean's face, softly cupping it and Dean closed his eyes at the feeling of Roman's hands on him. Roman stopped touching his face, his tan hand cascading down Dean's body. He groaned when he saw Dean close his eyes, reacting to his touch.

"Rome." Dean whispered as he shivered against Roman's hand.

Roman stopped before he got to Dean's abs, it had been a long day and he was really tired. He looked at the clock, it was 2 am. Roman yawned softly, then slowly he closed his eyes.

Dean just watched as Roman fell slowly into a deep sleep. He smiled, moving in closer to lay on Roman's chest. He felt strong arms wrap themselves around him, holding him protectively.

He didn't know what he was doing or what would've happened if Roman would've kept going, but somehow in Roman's arms, everything felt so... right.

A/N: Dean's come to some realizations, but does that automatically mean that he gets Roman? Also I'm thinking about discontinuing this story. I know some people think i rushed it and stuff. Let me know what you guys think.