The next morning, Dean had woken up first. He yawned a bit and then turned his head to see himself laying in the arms of the man he loved. It was so weird to say, or even think about but it was true. They were in love. He and Roman finally admitted that they loved each other. Roman said it first too. After only a month and some odd or so weeks, Dean had fallen irrevocably, and impossibly in love.. with a guy. A sweet guy, who made him happy despite everything, who made him feel at home by just a glance. Who made him feel like as if he was on top of the world, and still managed to hold the weight of the spinning terrain on his slumped shoulders. It scared him to think about, actually. He was planning on being with Roman for a long period of time, trying to make this work even though they were far away. Yes, he could lose him, and Dean also stood to lose himself in the process of all of this. But he fought his intuition and every doubt in his mind to be with the guy who snuggled up next to him. And damnit..

He was worth it.

"Ro? Ro baby.. wake up." Dean kissed Roman's cheek, then down towards his collar bone and back up once more. The tender sweet kisses were rewarded by Roman's hand swatting Dean's lips away from his face with a smile.

"Sleepin." Came the mumble from his partner, and then a tighter hold was found around the blue eyed boys naked waist. The tight hold and the warmness of Roman's hand made Dean feel so happy that he almost forgot that he wanted to do something fun today. If Roman had his way, they would do nothing but sleep, eat and fuck. Although that wasn't a bad idea, Dean had something else in mind for Roman's final day with him.

"Wake up babe, come on, i want to take you somewhere." Dean said excitedly as he climbed off of his bed and out of Roman's embrace. Roman finally woke up when he felt Dean move, and he yawned then turned on the pillow, laying on it. His hands propped up his head as he looked at Dean's naked figure standing above him. It was such a welcoming sight that Roman almost forgot that Dean had said he wanted to take him somewhere.

"Where?" Roman asked as he tried his best to keep quiet. Seth was on the other side of the dorm room, snoring into his pillow, although it did look like he was having a nice dream from the smile on his face.

"It's a surprise. Now get up and come shower with me?"

"You know people will talk if i exit this room with you... Do you not care?" Somewhere in the back of Roman's mind he was hoping Dean told him no, that he didn't care what people thought now that they admitted they loved each other. It was a pathetic thought, since he knew that Dean was far from leaving the closet, but it didn't stop him from thinking it.

"Don't worry, it's Sunday, everyone is out at this time, or trying to sleep off a nasty hangover. We're free and clear." Dean bit his bottom lip and pulled on Roman's hand so that he fell towards him and they were face to face. Their chests bumped together lightly as Roman stood in front of him. Wasting negative zero minutes, Dean immediately kissed him, wrapping his arms around Roman's shoulders when he felt Roman's go around his waist.

"I wanna fuck you in the shower." Dean whispered into his ear, leaving light kisses to the ppolynesian's ear in his wake.

"I want you to fuck me in the shower." Roman whispered back, running his hands down the back of his arms, then towards Dean's beautifully jiggly ass. He cupped it in his big hands and started playing with them, jiggling each before giving Dean firm slaps that made Dean moan low in his mouth.

"You guys! Oh my god, put clothes on!" Seth shouted as he came face to face with Dean's asscheeks. Even worse than seeing Dean's ass was seeing Roman's hands on his asscheeks. Squeezing and slapping them playfully. Who knew Dean's ass was so big? Seth weirdly thought. It's not like he ever stared at his friends ass or anything but damn it was huge and plump.

Wait what?

"Sorry, Seth." They both seemed to say in unison. Dean picked up and then wrapped a towel around them both and soon enough the lovebirds were kissing once more. Seth adverted his eyes and focused on the wall now. The last thing he needed to see was his best friend make out with another dude.

"Come on babe, let's go." Roman pulled on Dean's hand towards the door, but Dean was stopped by the brief sound of Seth's voice.

"Actually, Dean can i umm, talk to you for a second?" Seth pleaded, Dean turned to look at him then quietly nodded. He would have to shower with Roman another time.

"Yeah, sure." He said as he let the towel go and watched as Roman exited his room. Damn, he was missing him already. Maybe if Seth hurried up he would still be able to catch up and he and Roman could still have some shower time fun. Dean sighed happily. He guessed this is what it felt like to truly love someone.

He picked up his boxer briefs from last night and popped them on then got in bed with Seth. His best friend was still laying down so Dean took it as an opportunity to entwine their legs together and rest his head on Seth's chest. His pretty blue eyes showed Seth everything he was feeling at the moment, and Seth knew it had everything to do with Roman.

"I know you wanted to screw your long distance boyfriend in the shower," Seth laughed, "I don't want to take up your Roman time but... i just wanted to see if we were okay? Last time we spoke you were pretty pissed at me and.." Seth pushed some of the brown curls back absentmindedly, twirling Dean's hair around his smaller finger.

"Nah, i mean i was angry because you were right, i was being stubborn. I was mad at everything, literally everything. Jealous over Sami, and angry that i couldn't be with Ro anymore ya know? It's not your fault. I shouldn't of took it out on you, superman." Dean laid on Seth's chest and Seth felt a sudden warmth surrounding him in Dean's presence. He ran his hands partly down Dean's bare back and rested them there. They were so close, it was comforting since they haven't been this close since high school. Suddenly a bad memory of 11th grade popped in his head. Alcohol, nakedness, Seth's bedroom... Dean's mouth.

Seth didn't want to think about that.

"You smell amazing." Suddenly Dean's mouth was on his chest right near a nipple and his nose was taking in this fresh lime scent. Seth could feel Dean's lips ghosting across his chest as he spoke and it was making him feel.. uncomfortable. "Did you change cologne?"

"Umm yeah." Seth automatically moves out of Dean's embrace and sits them up on the bed. He looks back to see Dean laying back down in his bed wearing the cutest pouts he seen. He was so adorable sometimes. "Anyway, I'm gonna go shower. I hope you and Roman have fun today." Seth meant to pat Dean's thigh but he accidentally hit his ass instead. Dean looked up at him and they shared an intense stare for a couple of seconds before Seth removed his hand and they looked away from one another.

When Seth exits the room Dean automatically gets up and grabs a towel. He knew Seth was thinking about it, that night. Back in 11th grade. The memory was long gone in Dean's mind, but he could tell that Seth was thinking about it just then. Dean sighed, then tried his best to keep the faint memory at bay. He had Roman now, that's all he needed to worry about.

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"Roman, stop that! It's poking my ass!" Dean laughed as Roman soaped his back, and then kissed his shoulder. His hardness was pressing into his ass and Roman kept teasing him by rubbing his erection up and down his plump asscheeks. Soon Dean's laughter turned into small moans as he turned his head and kissed Roman softly. The water fell across their lips as they kissed, and Roman was using a new technique that was like french kissing but better and it was making Dean wonder if he could ever really keep up with him. Roman was always doing something new, introducing him to something new, making him try new things. Dean just wanted to repay him for it. Someway, somehow he would find a way to do it one day.

"We just made love babe. You already to go again?" Dean asked as he started to rub his ass slowly against Roman's erection. He felt Roman grab his hip bone, imprinting his fingers into Dean's skin. Rough, but gentle. Just the way he liked it.

"No i think I'll wait until later to have my way with you." Roman breath was near his ear and then Dean felt soft kisses to his back. He smiled and giggled lightly at the touches, turning in Roman's arms so he could kiss those lips better.

"I love you." Roman said through soft pecks.

"I love you too."

As their sexy shower time ended, Dean seemed to not know how to keep his hands to himself. He kept grabbing Roman's ass as they walked out, hearing Roman laugh at the playful butt squeeze. "Dean!" He whined, "Stop that."

"I don't know who's ass is better, yours or mine." Dean ended up linking their hands together and they shared quick kisses as they exited the changing room.

Not once did they notice someone watching them. Not once did they see that it was one of Dean's best friends, Dolph who had come in for a shower and instead got a show. Dolph watched as his friend kissed another guy, the same guy Dean had introduced as a 'friend' back in New York. What was his name? Dolph tried to figure out, snapping his own fingers when he remembered.

"Roman!" Dolph said, kinda still in shock. "Oh my god... Dean's a queer!" Dolph had a laugh to keep from exploding and telling everyone too soon.

"I gotta tell Cody." Dolph clapped his hands excitedly, he was never really good at keeping secrets which is why most of the guys hardly told him anything. "And Seth too."

Roman and Dean walked side by side once they got off the bus near Cherry Street. Dean was smiling as his confused boyfriend looked up at the house. It wasn't too big, and it wasn't too small. The neighborhood had a quietness about it that was making Roman feel uncomfortable. Roman was starting to realize that they weren't there for some sensible recreational fun. He was starting to get worried. Not that it looked like an extremely bad neighborhood but it didn't look particularly.. safe.

"Dean, where the hell are we?" Roman asked as he held onto Dean sorta tight, pressing himself into Dean from behind. Not that he was scared or anything, he just didn't want to die a slow painful death in Ohio. No big deal.

"Remember how you saw me doodling yesterday and i told you it was just a hobby?"

"Yeah.."

"Well, i lied." Dean took out his key and then opened the garage. He lifted the door up with the chain and took Roman's hand. They walked into the blackness of the room and suddenly Dean clapped his hands, revealing light and... art. Paintings to be exact. Dean's smile was wide as he turned to Roman, slapping his nervous hands against his jean clad thighs. "So.. I'm actually an Art major." Roman could tell Dean was nervous when he told him his major. He looked like he hasn't shown many people his art before.

Roman took a look around at the sketches and paintings. He was blown away by the spectacular lines and impressions Dean held in his work. He actually wasn't surprised Dean was creative, he noticed that he read a lot in New York, even when they were in bed together. It was obvious he had a great imagination.

"Do you like it? I mean i know I'm not Picasso or Van Gogh, but i guess i just wanted to show you all of me since we're doing this whole dating thing and-"

Dean was immediately cut off by Roman's lips on his. It caught him off guard but Roman's lips were sweet and his tongue tasted even sweeter. He sucked in his tongue for a few seconds before pulling away to look into warm gray eyes, "I love it, Dean. And i'm not just saying that because you're mine. You have a great eye for color and your lines are impeccable. Everything is so vibrant." Roman cupped his face, tracing Dean's clean jaw slightly and kissed Dean again. He could see Dean smile into the kisses, tugging on Roman's shirt to bring him as close as possible.

"Thank you." Dean said finally, parting from his lover for just a second to move over to the paint buckets he had there. "Now for the fun." he knelt down to open a bunch of paint buckets, mostly the primary colors, then some pinks amd purples as Roman looked at him with a permanent confused expression.

"Dean, baby, what are you doing?" Roman asked incredulously. He was confused but he still smiled, he was curious and sorta excited about what was going to happen next.

"I didn't just ask you here to look at my art. Yeah, i did want to show you the part of me not many people know and.. I.. well... I want us to create art together... with our bodies." Dean finally managed to stutter out why he wanted Roman to come. He was so nervous. What if Roman didn't like the idea?

On his side of things, Roman looked at him aghast and in little disbelief of what Dean was saying. He watched Dean pull out a large piece of butcher paper and spread it across the floor. After he was done, Dean lifted his shirt above his head and that quickly got Roman's attention. Would he ever get over those abs? Or how absolutely gorgeous his boyfriend was?

Survey says... nope.

It was getting harder and harder to say no as Dean unbuckled his belt then dropped his pants, tossing them in the pile with his shirt and sneakers. He was standing in front of Roman now in his underwear. Dean did a little thing where he cupped his own dick and bit his lip at the same time, and it had Roman reeling. What a little cock tease his guy was. He was never gonna turn him down, not a chance. "Your turn." Dean told him.

Roman wasn't at all as hesitant as he should've been. Maybe it was the fact that they were doing this together or the thought of creating naked art with his boyfriend.. he didn't know what it was, all he knew was that he was totally game for whatever was about to happen.

Roman took off his shoes and put them near Dean's, then took off his shirt and jeans as well, standing just as naked as Dean was. He saw Dean kneel down and took two fingers in his underwear, then pulled them down, letting Roman's dick flop out in front of him.

Dean looked up as him and kissed Roman near his hip bone. Roman smiled as he felt another kiss to the other side then suddenly there was cold, wet paint running up the back his legs. He looked down and saw Dean spreading yellow paint up his legs, watching Dean smile as he started kissing his belly button. His boyfriend then stood up, and pushed Roman back purposefully, until he fell on the paper. Roman hit the paper legs first and imprinted on it in yellow paint. He turned to look and noticed that it actually looked cool. Even if his boyfriend distracted him with kisses.

"Oops, my hand slipped." Dean laughed, then he took off his own underwear, getting yellow paint all over them.

"Yeah right!" Roman laughed then looked around trying to figure out what his revenge would be. He quickly dipped his hand in the red paint then without warning splashed it across Dean's abs, and in one quick movement, he pulled Dean down face first on the paper, looking at Dean's imprint next to his own. "Oops, my hand slipped." Roman repeated Dean's words, watching him laugh into the paper.

"Oh you are SO DEAD REIGNS!" Dean yelled as he started taking more paint and splashing it at Roman. It fell all over Roman, but he was quick and picked up the bucket of blue paint, dumping it all over Dean's head. He started laughing at Dean, because he now sorta looked like a blueberry. "ROMAN!" Dean screamed then he playfully speared Roman back down into the paper. They rolled around in blue and yellow, red and green paint, pretending to fight each other. Dean had got the upper hand and he held Roman's hands down on the paper, smiling down at his sexy samoan. Roman decided to take advantage of their position by putting his hands into the green paint then palming Dean's ass leaving hand prints there.

"You're such a cheater!" Came out in a laugh from Dean which quickly turned into a hard breathless kiss. A sloppy, painted lips kiss that had them both smiling while still rolling around on the paper. Dean dipped his hands into the pink and trailed it down Roman's abs, receiving a kiss in response. Roman ran his greenish red hands through Dean's brown hair, coating his curls with paint as their kiss deepened. Dean got on top then he started smiling as the deep kisses turned into soft and meaningful pecks.

They were completely covered in paint from head to toe, but it didn't stop them from smiling and laughing as the last bits of paint started to dry on their bodies.

"I love you." This time it was Dean who said it first, he was smiling down at Roman as his hands twirled around a red painted curl in Roman's hair.

"I love you too." Roman admitted, kissing Dean softly.

"I'm totally keeping this painting, by the way." Roman chuckled, rolling them over so that he was on top.

"It's yours." Dean kissed him in response.

"Do you have a shower here?" Roman asked, now kneading Dean's paint covered asscheeks together, watching Dean rub against his inner thigh for friction.

Dean whimpered and nodded, "Yeah, i sorta own this place, I live on campus with Seth for now though. Upstairs i got a nice hot shower.." Dean licked around Roman's nipple, causing the big samoan to hiss at the contact. "And a nice big bed. Where were can make love until you have to leave. What do you say baby?" Dean slowly got up and started walking backwards towards the only door in the room. Roman's vision followed him and right before he reached the door Roman was on him, devouring his paint covered mouth and picking Dean's thick thighs up to go around his waist.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Roman smiled as he lead them through the door into the house, taking the smiling Ambrose to the shower.

Roman got home around 12 am the next day. He was so tired, but he didn't regret spending a little more time with Dean. They talked over the small issues they had, made love countless times and finally admitted that what they were feeling was indeed love for each other. Roman left Ohio with a way better feeling than when Dean left New York. Even if he did come back with a few paint stains on his favorite pair of jeans. The elevator opened on his floor and Roman walked out, pulling his duffel bag over his head. When he got to his hallway he noticed Sami by his door sleeping. Roman smiled, he did miss his bestie while he was away, he could at least admit that.

"Hey.. " Roman leaned down and shook Sami awake, watching as the ginger came back to life once more.

"Romie! You're back!" Sami got up and pulled Roman in for a tight hug, breathing in his amazing scent. He missed him so much while be was away. He really didn't know what to do here without the big samoan. Roman's bag fell off his shoulder so he had to break the tight embrace to pick it back up.

"Yeah, I'm back. How long have you been waiting out here?" Roman was curious.

"Well i called Nikki and she said you were on your way back so I've been out here for about an hour or so. No big deal." Sami shrugged. "I wanted to wait to see you again and i was actually hoping that we could talk?"

Roman opened the door to his apartment and immediately Sami comes in after him. He locks the door then takes Roman's duffel bag off of him. Roman yawns and Sami can tell he's pretty tired. The flight wasn't long, Sami knew that, but being with that douchebag Dean was probably draining for his best friend. He didn't want to lay everything on him at once, especially if he was sleepy, "Unless you want to talk in the morning?"

"No let's talk now, i have class at 10 so we can stay up for a bit." Roman walked over to the couch and sat with one foot under him. Sami followed suit and rested near the arm of the couch, looking at Roman. He was tired that was obvious, but he seemed.. relaxed, happy even. It was a strange sight to see. It frightened Sami to think that the gall of Roman's happiness came from the fucktard known as Dean Ambrose.

"So... How was ohio?"

"It was good." Roman yawned again, this time taking out the bun in his hair, letting the black mane breathe. "Wait, who told you i was in Ohio?"

"I came over Friday night to make sure you were okay and i ran into your neighbor, Kevin. He said he overheard you on the phone telling someone you were on your way to Ohio and that's where you might be." Sami shook his head at his tired friend, "Why did you go, Ro? He does nothing but hurt you, yet you still uproot your life, forgetting everything just to go see him? That fuckface?" Sami was getting pretty heated now. He wanted answers, and he wanted them now.

"Don't call him out of his name." Roman warned him quietly. "Enough of that, Sam."

Sami tried to get his tone under control, he didn't want to seem too mad at Roman, "Ro why didn't you text me at all why you were there? To at least let me know that you were okay?" Sami's voice softened, he softly put his hand on Roman's thigh, only for the gesture to be ignored by his best friend.

Roman looked down at his question and shrugged like it wasn't a big deal. "I had to fix things between Dean and I. As much as you wanted me to get over him, and as much as i tried, i can't. I went there to ask him to be with me, and he agreed. I didn't text you at all because honestly Sami, I wasn't thinking about you at all while i was out there. It wasn't about you. This is my love life. And my love life doesn't include you."

Wow, that hurt, Sami thought. Roman said he didn't think of him not once while he was out there. Sami didn't know why but he could feel his anger rising, faster than it has ever risen before, "So you just up and fucking leave to Ohio, and don't even apologize for not texting me at all? What the fuck, Roman! Do you even know how worried i was? How scared i was? Do i really not mean anything to you at fucking all?"

Sami's voice had changed and he was now screaming at Roman who was very confused in this moment. Yeah, he and Sami were best friends but he was acting like Roman owed him an explanation for going to Ohio and working things out with his boyfriend. It was weird and bordering scary actually, "Sami, you're my best friend, i admit i could've mentioned it to you that i was leaving but i didn't. I'm sorry you're upset about that but it's not that big of a deal for you to shout at 12 am."

Roman really didn't understand Sami's problem, why was he acting so possessive all of a sudden? "Why are you so mad about this? Is this really about a text message?" Roman was starting to worry about his friend. Maybe being away from Brie for so long was forcing Sami to cling to Roman obsessively. Maybe Roman should give Brie a call on Sami's behalf?

"No, it's not about a fucking text message." Sami spit out, "You went there to see Dean, even though you two are broken up and got back with that asshole as soon as you saw him, even though he doesn't fucking deserve you, Ro. That's why I'm mad!" Sami reasoned.

"Who are you to say what i deserve?" Roman laughed humorlessly. "You're a great friend Sam, but this is my life. I want Dean. I love Dean. So you're just gonna have to deal with it."

"The fuck i am!" Was Sami's muffled reply that Roman couldn't quite hear.

Actually, Roman had enough of this silly conversation. He stretched and got up, moving towards his room, but was stopped by Sami's strong arm grabbing at his wrist. He was spun around and was forced to look into honey green eyes that now blared with anger.

"Can't you fucking see it, Rome?" Sami asked him kinda sadly.

"Ow. You're hurting me. Let go!" Roman cried, clutching his and Sami's fingers. He tried to pry him off but Sami just held him tighter.

"You can't see it can you? CAN YOU?" Sami screamed in his face.

"See what? Fuck! Sami let go!" Roman tried to push him back but Sami pulled in him violently and then pushed Roman against the wall. Roman hit it awkwardly, wincing as his neck snapped back against it. He was in pain so he tried to hold his head with his free hand. Sami didn't noticed that Roman was hurt as he started pressing himself into him then grabbed at Roman's face, looking at the man he was so in love with, right before placing a violent, unwanted kiss to Roman's lips. Roman gasped at the hardness of Sami's lips, fighting to keep his mouth shut and away from Sami's tongue. Sami bit on Roman's bottom lip, forcing Roman's mouth open as the samoan screamed, making their tongues swirl together. Roman fought against his hold then once Sami's grip loosened on him, the polynesian immediately pushed him away, slapping Sami hard in the face in the process.

"Get the fuck out of my apartment, now!" There was fear in Roman's voice. Never in his life has Sami acted this way towards him, it was like he was a completely different person.

"Roman please... I need you." Sami came towards him and Roman slowly backed up until he was in his bedroom. Fuck, he shouldn't have done that. Now he was trapped in the room with a jealous Sami. One who was delusional and overbearing right now. This wasn't his Sami, this was someone else.

"Sami please go." Roman was pleading now.

"So what? Years of friendship and being in love with each other you just choose him is that it? Some straight fuckhead who can't satisfy you like i can?" Sami grabbed Roman's arms then pushed Roman back onto the bed, and Roman tried scurrying backwards but was caught by Sami. He grabbed his leg, then slid himself on Roman, gently, unlike the kiss they had just shared. The ginger looked down into scared gray eyes. Sami tried to touch his face, but Roman moved it to the side, his breath was coming out in short pants as Sami breathed next to his ear.

"I'm in love with you." Sami whined into Roman's ear, wrapping the stiff body in his arms, trying to get Roman's body to respond to him. "I just want you to see me how you see him.."

"Sami this isn't you, please." Roman tried again, feeling Sami hold him tightly. He wasn't touching him or trying anything sexual... he was just holding him for dear life, kinda like he was losing him or something. Sami looked down at Roman again and saw confusion, sadness and fear in his eyes.

What was he doing?

Sami seemed to have an epiphany in that moment as he immediately got up off the bed, covering his mouth with his hands. What did he just do? And why did he do it now, and Roman oh god Roman.. Sami looked down at him, scared of what he might see.

"Ro... I'm so sorry." He reached for Roman and saw Roman flinch at his touch. He was scared of him now. Fuck.

"I swear i wouldn't of... hurt you.. I'm so fucking sorry." Sami cried, then he ran out of the apartment leaving the door wide open.

"Knock knock!" The voice cooed from behind Dean's door in his bedroom.

Dean knew that voice from anywhere. It was Alicia. Actually he hasn't seen her in a couple of days since Roman came over. So Dean was honestly happy that she was there. She was probably going to read him the riot act for ignoring her but Dean could take it. Besides he really missed her. But not like in a relationship sorta way. In like a friendship way... If that made sense.

"Hey you." Dean smiled as he opened the door, then proceeded to lean against his door frame.

"Hey hot stuff," Alicia smiled softly, "I got a question for you. Is Seth home?" Alicia asked as she held onto the belt of her trench coat kinda tightly. Dean was wondering why she was wearing a coat but he didn't think much of it since It was getting quite chilly, with fall coming and all.

"Nope. He's hanging out with Paige tonight, why?" Dean asked, raising a curious eyebrow at his friend.

"Because well.. I was thinking.." Alicia untied the front of her coat, revealing a sexy red lace lingerie that wasn't doing a very good job in hiding her private parts... at all. Her nipples were erect, straining against lace and Dean looked down to see that she happened to not be wearing panties. Fuck. Dean thought.

"That we could have some fun?"

A/N: I wasn't planning on updating because I've been getting tons of hate for some reason. Constructive criticism and hate are two different things guys.. Also i think i should set the record straight: I write for me first and foremost but a review is a great way to show and express to me you like the story. So please review, support your authors! Pwease.

Now: What do you think happened to ambrollins in 11th grade? Do you think Sami intentionally hurt Roman? ? Will Dean give into the beauty that is foxbrose? - Melle