"Alicia oh my god where are your clothes?" Dean's eyes widened as he walked backwards into the dorm. Alicia followed him, closing the door behind herself and locking it. She started walking towards him, stalking her ex to his bed. "Alicia..." Dean breathed out, putting his hands up to still her, but ultimately she pushed him down on his bed, straddling his waist.

"What's the matter, Dean. Don't you want me?" She smirked then tried to kiss him, only for Dean to move his head away fast, letting Alicia hit his cheek instead. He could hear her laugh against his cheek, and felt her give him a tiny kiss to the side of his face. "I love it when you play hard to get." She taunted with a slight snicker and then moved her soft lips down to his neck, sucking in one of Dean's most sensitive spots between the neck and his shoulder blade. Fuck. Dean whispered, he forgot she knew almost all his erogenous zones. Dean mumbled something unintelligable as he closed his eyes. Alicia always knew just how to turn him on. Dean's head lobbed back and he let her in for a second. "Mm. You like that, baby?" She asked, and as soon as she did, Dean seemed to snap back to reality. He jumped slightly and pushed her hard off of him.

Alicia fell to the floor with a hard thud, her bare ass hitting the hardwood floor of Dean's room.

"Licia what were you just doing?" Dean asked, looking down at her. "What.. what is this?"

Alicia groaned and stood up, now holding her sore ass. She raked herself of any dirt then pushed her red mane back, picking up her coat in the process. "I'm leaving." She spat, avoiding his question as she popped her coat on.

"Wait!" Dean grabbed her by the arm before she reached the door. He slowly turned her around and held her arm as their eyes connected. "Talk to me, why did you come here, dressed like this?" Dean's eyes flickered in confusion, "Did you think i was gonna... oh god Alicia if i've been leading you on again i'm so sorry-"

"Don't flatter yourself." Alicia cut him off then pushed away from him, going to sit on his bed. Dean remained near the door, keeping a good distance away from her. Silence crept over the room for awhile. Each of them not really knowing what to say. Dean was confused but Alicia wasn't saying anything. He knew this wasn't about rekindling their burnt out flame so what was this? He looked over at Alicia and she sighed, pushing some of her hair behind her ear. Her gaze on Dean softened and Alicia finally spoke up. "It was a dare, okay?" She revealed, putting her face into her hands out of sheer embarassment.

"A dare to try and fuck me?" Dean laughed, "Licia we've done that. Many times before... how is that a dare?"

Alicia looked at him seriously now. She didn't know how to tell him the truth and break his heart. But she was his friend, and she had to see for herself if this rumor was the truth or a cold lie made up by one of Dean's best friends. "I don't know how to tell you this, Dean, but Dolph's been going around campus, telling people that you're gay. He says you are dating.. or like having sex with a big tan man with long black hair and tattoos named Roman. He dared me to come here and see if i could get your dick hard." Alicia's eyes were watering, "I'm so sorry, Dean. I shouldn't of believed anything that asshole said but.."

"Well you obviously did believe it, that's why you came here dressed like a high class whore. Right?" Fuck. Dean couldn't breathe, he couldn't believe this. How did Dolph know? How did he even find out? Who else knew but Alicia? He felt blood rushing to his ears in that moment. Dolph freaking knew, which meant soon, the whole campus would know about his secret boyfriend back in New York.

Yeah, not really the way he pictured coming out.

"Dean, i'm sorry!" Alicia cried.

"Get out." Dean said, opening his door. "I don't ever want to see you again."

"Dean, please, i don't care if you're gay or whatever, just please, don't shut me out!" Alicia moved to the door where Dean was, reaching out for him. Dean pulled back from her and then pushed her harshly out of his dorm. "I just had to see for myself, i'm sorry!" She sobbed.

"You had to see what for yourself?" Dean's lips formed a thin line, "If i was gay? If you could trick me into sleeping with you? That's so fucking low, Licia. Instead of all this bullshit, you could've just came to me and asked. I would've told you the truth. You should've came to me first." Dean then slammed the door in her face and went to find his chucks. He popped them on along with his flannel shirt over his under shirt. As he looked in the mirror Dean clenched his fists, right before punching the wall near the mirror in the bathroom. The impact left a dent in the wall, but Dean didn't give a shit right now. He grabbed his jacket and headed out the door.

If Dolph wanted to know how much of a man Dean was, Dean was definitely gonna show him.

Dean made it to Bryan's in no time. He knew that was where his friends hung out during their lunch period. He saw them sitting in their regular booth, with Dolph laughing his head off at something Bray was saying. Dean clenched his jaw and cracked his knuckles, walking over to all his friends.

"Dean!" Dolph said first, getting all his friends to acknowledge Dean's presence. "Just the man i wanted to see. You know, i gotta talk to you about something in private."

Bray noticed how Dean's face was tight and how he seemed on edge. Bray and Dean had their fair share of bar fights so he knew how his friend looked when he was angry. Even worse, Dean's anger looked like it was directed towards their blond friend. Bray started to wonder what Dolph did now to make Dean look like he was ready to bury him six feet under.

"In private? In private yeah." Dean laughed humorlessly, "You go around spreading my personal fucking business to everyone on campus. And now you want to talk in private?" The blue eyed boy cracked his knuckles, making everyone at the table uncomfortable.

"Dean, are you okay?" Seth who was surveying the situation added, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Shut the fuck up, Seth and stay out of this." Dean warned him. His eyes trained on Dolph now."Get up." He told Dolph.

"Dean, take it easy okay?" Dolph reluctantly stood up, and raised his hands in the air, trying to wave the proverbial white flag. "You got this all wrong!" He said, easing out of the booth. He wanted to talk to Dean to see where his head was at and tell him that Alicia overheard him telling Seth that he saw Dean kiss Roman. But the way Dean looked now, Dolph knew that Alicia had gotten to him first. Dolph put his hand on Dean's shoulder, and he saw Dean look down at his pale hand, clenching his jaw extra tight to the point of where it looked like Dean wasn't breathing. "Let me explain.."

"How about you explain this ASSHOLE!" Dean didn't waste time, he uppercutted Dolph sending him flying into the table. Dolph crashed onto it, with his nose gushing blood already. It dripped down towards his mouth and Dolph could taste the coppery metallic of himself on his tongue. "Talk shit about me again Dolph! You'll have more than a broken nose you dick." Dean spat, trying to get to the blonde again.

"DEAN!" Seth screamed, moving to see if Dolph was okay.

"DEAN!" Wade yelled as well, "What the bloody hell is wrong with you?"

"Dean! Out of my bar now!" Daniel Bryan, the owner yelled at him. Bray got up, and pulled Dean out by his tee shirt, pushing him through the front door.

"Dean, what the hell is goin' on?" Bray asked him as he held onto the collar of Dean's shirt.

"Why don't you ask Dolph." Was the final thing Dean said before he pushed away from his friend and walks off.

Later that day...

"Dean... don't... fuck that feels.. no we can't." Seth was laying down on Paige's bed as he started to think carefully about that night. They were both so drunk, it was one of the first times they ever drank hard liquor. Dean's mom had told him they were planning on moving Indiana, and he wasn't ever going to see Seth again. So Seth sneaked into his dad's liquor cabinet and took out his favorite burbon and he and Dean drunk almost the entire bottle down. "I don't wanna leave you." It's what Dean had told his best friend as he was high on alcohol and low on life. They ended up hugging for awhile, then things took a weird turn. Dean had started kissing his cheek. Seth shuddered, thinking that he meant nothing by it, until he felt Dean kiss his neck. Everything else happened so fast that Seth barely remembered it. They started laying down on top of each other, and the next thing Seth knew Dean was moving on top of him. It didn't feel bad so he let it happen. He was hard, Dean was hard. It started to feel good and they never broke eye contact... not once.

"Fuck." Seth shook his head, he didn't want to think about it. The fucking dry hump, the alcohol, the neck kiss. It meant nothing. He was straight. He loved women. Unlike Dean, he was pretty sure he didn't ever want a dick in his ass. At least... not just anyone's dick.

Wait no.

Seth looked over at a very naked Paige sleeping next to him and he held her impossibly tight. He wasn't Dean. And even if he did have some qualities that could be described as 'metrosexual' he wasn't anything but straight. Dean was lonely that night, and he didn't want him to leave. They didn't kiss, or even take off their clothes. It wasn't gay, it was just two people needing each other in that moment. That's all.

That had to be all.

His phone started ringing, taking him out of his thoughts. He heard the familar tune and knew that it was Nikki. Seth got up, in all his naked glory, put on his boxers and went out of Paige's dorm to answer the phone.

"Hey Nik." Seth smiled, "How are you?"

"I'm good. I was just thinking about you." Nikki said softly.

"Oh really?" Seth asked, running his hands through his brown hair. He looked down towards his abs and dusted imaginary dirt off of them.

"Yeah really." She cooed, "And.. i was thinking. You know how Roman came to see Dean there in Ohio and they had fun?"

"Yeah, why?" Seth replied curiously.

"Well, I thought, maybe i can come and see you? Not to rekindle anything like that, just to you know, come and see you and hang with you as friends... all weekend?"

Seth immediately perked up when Nikki said that. Hell yes she could come. He wanted to introduce her to his friends and he wanted her to see Ohio. It really was a great place. And if happened to lead to sex then that would be awesome too. Plus he really missed her, and he would be happy to see her here in Ohio.

"Fuck yeah you can definitely come. I can't wait to see you Nikki." Seth said back with a huge smile on his face.

"I can't wait to see you either!"

After a small conversation, Seth told her goodbye and reentered the dorm. He came inside and saw Paige sitting up with a sheet around her.

"Hey you're up, good, well i gotta go." Seth said looking for his clothes, he popped on his skinny jeans, smiling as Paige watched him. Seth put on his shirt and his Nike's then looked around for his bag.

"Uh huh." Paige narrowed her eyes at him, "So.. who's Nikki?"

Seth turned around dumbfounded, Paige was obviously listening to his conversation, he forgot that he was right outside the door. "Um.. well.. She's just a friend i met back in New York. She's coming to see me this weekend." It really was no use to lie to Paige. They weren't serious and they both only used each other for one thing. If she was jealous then that was her problem. Seth never said that he wanted to rekindle anything with her.

"Ahh. The stripper." Paige laughed as she laid back on her bed, exposing her breasts for Seth. "Be sure to tell her that you're having sexual thoughts about your best mate while you're inside of her, yeah?" Paige laughed deviously when Seth's eyes went wide.

"You... how did you.." Seth was in shock.

Paige got up and ruffled Seth's hair, grabbing a towel, "You moaned out Dean's name while you were sleeping." She winked at him then left the room in a towel. "Ooh Dean..." Paige's laugh traveled out the room with her.

"I'm totally fucked." Seth grumbled as he grabbed his satchel and walked out right after.

Dean got home late after classes. He was supposed to skype with Roman but he decided to take a walk to clear his head first. After he had punched Dolph in the nose he was pretty sure the entire campus knew he was seeing Roman by now. Whatever, Dean thought. It's not exactly how he envisioned coming out to his friends, but he was sorta glad he didn't have to hide anymore. It meant that he could hold Roman's hand around campus, they could kiss in public and go where ever they wanted to go together. And if anyone had a problem with it, they could take it up with Dean, and he would glady explain to them that he likes dick while then punching them in the face.

The circumstances weren't the best. Dean realized that a lot of assumptions will be made about him now. But at least he didn't have to hide the one guy he loved anymore. That was the best part, being with Roman. Roman was going to be happy for him, and if Dean knew him well, which he did he was also gonna be pissed that Dean was outed.

Speaking of his sexy man..

Dean sat against the wall on his bed and opened up his laptop. He picked up his phone and made sure he was looking good before he called Roman. His hair was the right amount of fluffy and he didn't have anything on his face. Dean sucked his teeth, clicking on the video. It was 8:30 now, so Roman should be home and waiting for his call. The application rung for an insanely long time, before Roman finally answered.

"Hey Dean, sorry i was finishing up an essay for school." Roman waved at him and Dean could automatically sense his mood. His hair was super fluffy like he hasn't washed it, which was unusual for Roman since his boyfriend loved to manscape. Roman never went anywhere without looking his best. Even at home, when Dean would come over his hair was perfectly blow dried. What was worse was that he had bags under his eyes and they looked red and puffy like he had been crying. Dean knew something had to be wrong. Roman looked weary and sad. No matter what front he put on for Dean, the blue eyed artist knew better. "How was your day?" Roman asked.

"Babe, why do you look like you've been crying?" Dean wondered as he saw Roman try to hide a sniffle.

"It's nothing."

"It's not nothing."

"Yes it is."

"No it's not, talk to me?" Dean pleaded with his boyfriend to tell him what was wrong. He could see the trepitdation in Roman's face, like he was scared to tell him what was going on. It worried Dean, what could possibly happen that made Roman afraid to tell him anything?

"If i tell you, you have to promise to not get upset and do anything crazy." Roman warned him. "Promise me, Dean."

That did nothing but worry Dean even more. "Okay, fine. I promise." Dean lied, ".. Just tell me."

"Last night i... i got home from the airport and Sami was there waiting. I thought it was cute because he probably missed me a lot but..." Roman turned away from the camera. He didn't want Dean to worry but they agreed, no secrets. Roman had to be honest about what happened.

"Ro?" Dean found himself touching the screen. What was wrong with his baby?

"He was so angry at me for going there to see you. He called me an idiot, called you names then he grabbed my wrists and he pushed me against the wall. He stuck his tongue down my throat. I didn't kiss him back, i slapped him as hard as possible and told him to get the fuck out but he wasn't listening. He stalked me into the bedroom..." Roman's voice was straining, this was hard to talk about, especially considering how much Sami and Dean dislike each other already.

Dean could feel the fear in Roman's voice. Roman was a strong guy, he worked out about four times a week. But when it came to someone he cared about he was like a teddy bear. He once told Dean that he couldn't imagine hurting someone he loved. That's probably why he didn't fight Sami back. He was supposed to be Roman's best friend, how could he do this to him? Dean suddenly couldn't feel his hands as they were scrunched up in a fist. He couldn't breathe. He swore if Sami put his hands on Roman in a way Roman didn't want, that redheaded dickface was a dead man. "Ro... answer me honestly... Did he rape you?" Dean asked seriously.

"No." Roman answered quickly as he sniffled, "He just held me on the bed and told me he loved me. The next thing i knew he was running out of my apartment. I was so scared, Dean." Roman cried freely now, just like he did last night after Sami left, and this morning after classes. "He's my best friend... I..."

"He's dead." Is all Dean had to say back. No one hurts the people Dean loves, that shit just does not happen. Sami put his hands on the wrong guy.

"Dean... stop, you promised me." Roman whined.

"He's fucking dead, Ro." Dean said again. "Nobody hurts you and gets away with that shit. No one you hear me?" Dean was livid. "When i get to New York, Zayn is gonna wish he never met you, because i'm gonna cut his dick off and shove it down his throat. I'm gonna draw and quarter that motherfucker for putting his hands on-"

"I don't need a savior, Dean!" Roman spat back, cutting Dean off mid tirade. It actually a bit hurt that Dean thought that he needed someone to fix his problems. "What i need is my boyfriend to just listen to me vent. I'm fine, okay? He didn't hurt me. I'm a man. I can fucking take care of myself."

"But Ro.." Dean's face softened at that, he understood he was being a little superheroish right about now. It was a little over the top he had to admit. Plus, Roman was a guy too and no guy likes to hear that they need saving. He knew Roman wasn't a damsel, it was just that, hearing and seeing how broken up Roman was by this whole ordeal makes Dean regret not being there with him all the time. It was making him regret not living in New York with Roman. No way this would've happened if Dean lived with him.

"But nothing. I'm okay, I'm mad at myself for not fighting back but.. I'm okay. Sami is officially blacklisted from my life. If he ever shows his face around here again, i'll be the one dealing with him, not you. Got it?" Roman's tone underlined a seriousness and Dean knew not to argue when Roman got like that.

"Yes sir." Dean smiled then realized maybe Roman would benefit from a change of topic, "Hey, I still wanna come this weekend and take care of you." Dean proffered low, biting his lip. "I can be your male nurse." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively making Roman smile for the first time since he left Ohio.

"You know you want to come to do more than just take care of me, you perv." Roman accused him with a soft fluff of his long black hair. His smile widened to where it crinkled his eyes and made Dean's heart do little back flips in his chest. He was so perfect sometimes Dean didn't think he deserved him.

"Craving your cock makes me a pervert?" Dean held his hands to his heart, faking hurt. "Come on babe, that hurts, all i wanted was to suck you off until you felt better." Dean's lips formed a hearty smile that bared his dimples. He saw Roman biting his lip and he knew he was doing good at distracting him from thinking about what had happened yesterday night.

"God, i love you so much." Roman laughed when he said that, touching his screen with his two fingers.

"I love you even more." Dean said back, copying Roman so that his fingers were touching it too.

Dean was starting to realize how hard this long distance thing was. He couldn't touch Roman when he wanted, he could kiss him when he wanted. He sighed, about to say something about what happened to him today when he heard Roman's doorbell ring. "Ugh. I gotta get that. It's probably Nikki. I love you babe okay? I'll see you on Friday night... Oh and rest up because you're not getting any sleep that night." Roman winked and ended the call before Dean could say anything else. Dean closed his laptop and laid down on his bed wondering how the hell he was going to survive long distance.

xxx

Roman ran to the door, hoping that Nikki finally trotted her ass from downtown. He forgot to check the peekhole and opened it, seeing Sami there looking distraught and disheveled. Roman almost automatically closed the door back, leaning against it so that Sami couldn't force his way in. "Go away Sami!" Roman yelled through the door.

"Roman please, i promise i won't hurt you. I fucked up. I know i did and i snapped but i just want you to know that i would never hurt you. Never. Let me in please?" Sami sounded desperate. But Roman couldn't... he couldn't let him in, he just... couldn't.

"I can't do that, Sami. Please just go away." Roman hoped that was enough.

"I understand." Sami said sadly, "I guess i'll just have to say my piece out here. Umm.. What i did was wrong. It was stupid and i wasn't thinking. I'm just so in love with you. I don't think i ever stopped you know? I married Brie and.. i thought i was happy but you were always on my mind. I called out your name more than once when we had sex and Brie told me that she couldn't do it anymore. The hamptons was her final straw. So i came to New York and.. i hoped and prayed that the one guy i really loved, loved me back but it was stupid of me to think that we could just rekindle that high school romance. I... i think i'm gay, Roman and i love you. I love you like crazy. I'm sorry i hurt you. Never in my life i ever thought i'd hurt you. But i..." Roman could hear Sami start to cry through the door, "I have nowhere to go and i'm asking you please... to save me. I need your help Ro, please... you're my only real friend and i'm begging you... please save me?"

Roman could hear Sami sniffling through the door, and as badly as he wanted to help he just didn't think right now was the best time. Sami had hurt him. His best friend hurt him to the point of where his presence scared Roman. And as much as Sami needed him, Roman couldn't get past that. He couldn't.. he just couldn't.

"I.. can't, Sami." Roman stuttered through the door. "I'm sorry."

"I... love you, Roman." Was the last thing Roman heard Sami say.

Roman heard footsteps after that and they seem to fade away. His heart raced as he opened the door, seeing Sami gone from the hallway and possibly gone from his life. He just turned his best friend away when he needed him the most. No matter what happened between them, Roman shouldn't have done that. Sami begged Roman to save him from himself and Roman couldn't do it out of fear he would just get hurt again. What would happen to Sami now, no matter what, was going to be Roman's fault.

He slumped down near his door, crying in hope that one day Sami would be okay.

A/N: I let Dean's lunatic out for this chapter, sowwy Ziggy, you just don't go around telling Ambrose's business. Say bye to Alicia for now, but it's okay because Sethie seems to want to take her place. Aww poor Sami, do you think he's gonna end up doing something wreckless now that he knows Roman can't save him?

Also i'm on the fence and i needs your help, Team Neth Bellins or Team Ambrollins, it'll make sense in upcoming chapters, i promise! (And not to steal from my new favorite author Idabrat but: the best way to thank a writer is to leave a review!) - Melle