Hey boys, did i miss anything?" Roman voice was so light and overly friendly. Randy was glad that Roman finally woke up on the right side of the bed for once. Usually, he had an attitude when it came to seeing Randy in the morning, afternoon or night. Randy was doing his best to get him out of it though.

"Our lunch date." Randy replied dryly. "We missed our reservation at Butter. What were you doing in there? Taking the marathon shower or something?"

Roman smirked at him as he walked to the fridge. He took out some orange juice and reached up to the cupboard and got a glass. He poured a full cup and started to drink it. "Or something." He said back, with a smile.

"Well fine. Let's just go somewhere else then. I have an hour. We can do whatever you want. Just me and you." Randy started to walk over to him to give Roman a kiss but Roman quickly jerked his head to the side, and Randy missed, hitting his cheek instead.

"Sorry can't. I have something important to do today. I should've called and cancelled but.. I got tied up and after a while, things started to get really.. hard."

Sami almost snorted out milk at Roman's innuendo. Roman laughed too, licking his lips before drinking more juice.

"What the hell is so funny?" Randy asked confusedly. He didn't get the joke at all.

"Nothing it's just that Roman really took a pounding last night." Sami giggled and started sipping his milk from his bowl. Roman cracked another smile as he sat down with Sami at the table.

"Look i don't have time for whatever you two are getting at." Randy said obliviously. He looked down at his rolex, sighing,"I have an important meeting after this.."

"Oh you mean with John?" Roman voice raised, and Randy immediately tensed up at the mention of John's name. He showed no visible emotions but internally he was beginning to freak out. As far as Roman knew, he and John broke up. What was he getting at?

"What?"

"Your so called meeting, with the guy you cheated on me with, then presumably dumped again for me. That's who your meeting is with right?" Roman sipped more juice, finishing off his glass.

"Roman.. I..." Randy stuttered.

"Before you try to think of a lie to hook me in with, i called John in the room. He says you guys never broke up. Imagine my surprise to hear that you're actually moving in with him... all the while, still trying to get into my pants?" Roman laughed humorlessly. Sami sat back, sipping milk looking at Randy.

He was definitely going down now.

'Let me explain.." Randy came over to Roman, kneeling in front of him, his blue eyes filled with worry, but was met with a hand in his face.

"You don't have to explain anything to me. You should be explaining this to John. Because after our little talk, in the background i thought i heard things smashing and clothes being ripped to shreds.. But hey.. He could've just been gardening or something right?" Randy's eyes dilated and he couldn't control his anger anymore. Roman had told John everything. He couldn't breathe. The thought of losing John was making Randy rage.

"Fuck! Roman what did you tell him? HUH? I swear to god if you told John ANYTHING about you and me i swear I'll.."

At that, Roman got up. Him and Randy stood face to face and Randy's jaw started to clench. "You'll what Randy?" Roman's voice lowered an octave. He had this smirk on his face that was like a smirk-snarl combination. Randy cracked his knuckles and Sami sat back, wondering if he should get into it when..

"I'd like to know what he would do as well."

Everyone's head turned to the direction of Dean's voice. Randy released a slight gasp at Dean's sudden presence. Things were starting to make sense. Ambrose some how weasled his way back into Roman's life, giving Roman a new confidence. Fuck. Randy was livid. Dean started to walk over to them, and stood beside Roman.

"I thought i got rid of you." Randy narrowed his eyes on Dean.

"Getting rid of me isn't that easy."

"It was easy for five long months, Ambrose. I bet you still feel it don't you? That insecurity seeping into your pores.. those thoughts of not being good enough for Roman." Randy cracked a smile, "Not that you ever were in the first place."

Dean tried to reach Randy but Roman held him back, and steps in front of them. "He's better for me than you ever were or will ever be. You lied to the guy you love just to please our fathers. And now you have nothing. John is gonna dump your ass and you're gonna be seen as nothing but a disappointment to Sika and Bob. Face it, Randy you're nothing but a lying piece of sh-"

Before Roman got a chance to finish, Randy was lifting his fist to punch Roman but was caught off guard by Dean punching him straight in the jaw. Randy fell back on his ass, hitting the chair awkwardly on his way down. He groaned and held his jaw, looking up at Dean and Roman, holding an envious stare. "Now get the fuck out Randy. And if you ever try to get in between me and Dean again, I'll kick your ass myself." Roman smiled triumphantly.

Randy crawled to the door, he embarrassingly got up, scuffing his shoes as he left.

"Damn Ro.. you were more vicious then i thought you'd be." Dean gave him a high five then pulled him in for a soft kiss.

"Well you know, i had to let him know." Roman shrugged with a smile playing on his lips, "You promised you weren't gonna punch him." Roman whined against his lips, kissing Dean again.

"I lied. But.. If there's some type of punishment you wanna give me.. I'm willing to accept it baby." Roman giggled at Dean, reaching around him to cup his ass through his sweats. "Mr. Reigns." Dean whispered, biting softly on Roman's bottom lip.

They were standing there, making out without a care in the world. Sami watched for a second then cleared his throat. It only caused Dean to deepen the kiss, popping his silk tongue in Roman's mouth.

"Okay honestly you two are gross." Sami tossed his bowl into the sink, "You don't see me standing right fucking here?" He grumbled then walked off.

Roman laughed against Dean's lips, pulling back slightly so he could look into his eyes. "We scared Sami." His hands were squeezing Dean's ass, and Dean's were cupping him through his sweatpants, he took hold of Roman's semi erect cock and started pumping slowly.

"He's gay but can't handle two guys kissing in a kitchen?" Dean took a sweet suck of Roman's lips. "I'm calling bullshit babe."

"You're talking too much." Roman nibbled at Dean's lips, pushing him back towards the counter. His shirt came up over his head, and was tossed to the floor. "Mmm.. If i didn't have to go see my father today, i'd have you bent over this table in seconds, screaming my name." Roman's lips left a wet trail, from Dean's cheek to his neck which only made Dean stroke faster, eliciting moans from his boyfriend.

"Fuck, Dean. We gotta stop. I gotta go." Roman's head fell to Dean's shoulder as Dean kept going. His hand slipped pass the waistband of Roman's sweats and he stuck his hands inside, gripping Roman's naked cock now. Roman moaned out, but stopped Dean's hand from doing anything else. "I have to talk to my dad." He pulled Dean's hand up towards his mouth and started sucking off his own precum. "But when i get back, you can have me how you want, anyway you want." Dean bit his bottom lip as Roman mocked how he would suck his cock on his finger. Roman released the finger with a pop then left to go change.

Dean stood there, smirking. He was about to leave when he saw Sami staring at him.

"What?" Dean asked him.

"You look like a man in love." Sami smiled. "Just... don't hurt him again okay?"

Dean smiled back, Sami wasn't being the rude dickhead he usually was. Roman was right. He changed a lot. Dean really wondered what happened to the guy. It wasn't his business, honestly. But whatever it was.. humbled him.

"I'm gonna do my best not too. I promise." Dean nodded at him.

"Great. Now that that's outta the way.. Wanna play Call of Duty?"

"Bro.." Dean smiled, "You didn't even have to ask."

Roman walked into the Johnson, Fatu and Reigns corporate office later that day. He took elevator up to the top floor then walked towards the desk secretary. A sweet, quirky brunette named Bayley. "Mr. Reigns hi!" Bayley said excitedly. "I don't have you on the schedule today. Is everything alright? Are you looking for more internship hours?"

"Hey Bales. I'm great, and no." Roman shook his head and took off his ray bans. "I'm actually here to see my father. Is he in?"

"Yeah he is." Bayley smiled, "But unfortunately he's in a meeting so i can't let you in.."

"Aww Bales come on, it's me.. his prodigal son! I just want to peep in and say hello." Roman leaned forward, lowering his voice, "I'll even tell him that i snuck in so you don't get into trouble."

"Well.." Bayley took one look into the stormy grays and got lost in them. Leave it to her to have a crush on a gay guy. "Well okay. Go on in."

"You're a life saver Bales." Roman kissed her cheek then winked, leaving Bayley there in a blushing mess.

He made it pass the door he walked all the way down to the conference room. Confidence flowed through him as his clogs clacked against the marble tile. He stopped abruptly, standing in front of the conference room. Roman blew out a breath then swished the door open with both hands.

"STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE." Roman screamed. Causing everyone in the room to turn and look at him. Sika stood there, embarrassed and tense at Roman''s sudden outburst. He looked around the room and everyone's eyes kept shifting from Sika to Roman.

"Son!" Sika tried to play it off. "You're early..." He stuttered, "I thought i told you our lunch date was later!?

"We don't have a lunch date you bastard!" Everyone in the conference room gasped at the same time, embarrassing Sika more. His cheeks went red and he stomped over to Roman, grabbing him by the arm.

"James, take over. I'm gonna have a little talk with your cousin." Jimmy nodded and then Sika pushed Roman through the doors and held onto him till they reached his office.

He pushed Roman inside then slammed the double doors, locking them.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Interrupting an important meeting with international investors? Are you dense?" Sika was livid.

"No. I came here to prove a point." Roman snapped back, looking at his father.

"And the point would be?"

"I know you tried to break me and Dean up. Just like you did with me and Finn, and Sami, and Brad. But i'm done with you, dad. Done! I don't want your money, i don't want your house, your fucking car, ANY of it. I'm tired of your bullshit. If being homeless and broke means I'm free of you.. then here." Roman took out his wallet and let all the cards fall out. "Have every single one because i don't give a fuck anymore. I'm gonna be with Dean and there's NOTHING you can do to stop me!"

Roman moved to the door, but Sika's voice stopped him. "Are you honestly gonna give up everything, your family... your future.. for the love of one guy?" His father tempted him. "A guy who so easily broke your heart without a single care in the world?"

Roman stilled by the door to think about it for a second. Sika was playing mind games now. His head turned slightly so that he could see Sika's face. "That insecure reverse psychology bullshit won't work on me. This isn't about Dean. I'm giving up everything for me. Not for Dean. I wanna be able to live my life. Choose who i get to love with you taking them away. So the answer to your question... dad, is yes. I would."

Roman put his hand on the door, unlocking it. "Roman." His dad said softly. He stopped once more, this time turning fully so they were again face to face.

"Here." His father picked up all his credit cards and handed them back at him. "I will still support you financially until you're out of law school with a job. I want you succeed in life, son. I really do. But if you decide to leave right now, and be with that boy, you will no longer be apart of this family."

Roman's eyes brimmed with tears now. Sika hit him where it hurt the most. His family meant everything to him. His mom, his cousins, uncles, nieces.. all gone if he left. His mom was his heart. His cousins were like brothers. He didn't know what to do.

"You'd really do that? Knowing how much i love my family? Mom.. would never agree to this..." Roman tried to say. Even though it came out very insecure. "She loves me.."

"You're turning your back on your family for a white man who not only broke your heart once, and will do it again. You think you're in love? That this is some fairytale? You think he's gonna be able to support you on an art salary?" Sika laughed, "Until you get a grip, Roman you're no longer apart of our family and you're no longer my son. So choose wisely. Us.. or him?"

Sika laid down the law for him, not only giving Roman a reality check, but making him cry. The money meant nothing to Roman without the love of his family... His mom.

Was Dean worth it?

"I'm sorry father. If being apart of our family means being the son you want.. this heartless, manipulative asshole that you've become? I think my choice is abundantly clear." He sniffles, "I love you dad." Roman said softly, "But i love me more."

Roman walked out after that and the moment he did was the moment he finally felt.. free.

Dean hadn't heard from Roman since he left to go talk to his father. He presumed that it ended badly, since Roman didn't call him first thing. He was ready to call him and see if he was okay when he got a phone call. It buzzed in his pocket and when Dean reached in to answer it, Sami killed him with a grenade.

"Fuck Sami, I'm on your team!" Dean facepalmed.

"Sorry! Roman's been teaching me how to play-" Sami tried to apologize but Dean was looking at his phone. He swiped the screen and saw that it was Seth calling.. not Roman. Dean sighed and answered it anyway.

"Hey dude. How goes it in love land with Roman?" Seth asked, as his sheets fumbled in the background.

"It's going great. Except he's not here. Went to go talk to his father." Dean said back, killing everyone in sight without Sami's help since he was circling around in the corner.

"Ooh shit. So he went and did that whole confrontation thing huh.. Fuck!" In the background Dean could hear Nikki giggle and Seth panting. He surmised what exactly was going on between them right now and he was honestly... disgusted.

"Dude please tell me you're not on the phone with me while Nikki is giving you a blow job?"

"Okay i promise it didn't start out that way but goddamn she's a minx, bro. A true minx!" Dean's made a face and then shook his head, hanging up on Seth. He rather play 100 rounds of COD with Sami circling a corner than listen to his best friend fuck over the phone.

Seriously what type of kinky shit was that?

Seth tried calling back but this time he was ignored. Dean had given up on Sami ever getting it together and decided to go shower then lay in Roman's bed until Roman got home.

"Hey I'm going out. Tell Ro i left okay?" Sami said as he read a text message he just got with a smile. Dean rose an eyebrow but didn't question it. Sami popped on a leather jacket then headed out the door leaving Dean in the apartment alone.

He went to go shower and when he came out he saw Roman sitting on the bed, eyes trained on the floor.

"Ro hey!" Dean pushed a towel through his wet mop and dried off his hair. "I was starting to worry. How did it go?" He asked, waiting for Roman to answer.

"My dad didn't cut me off." Roman finally looked up at him, "He disowned me as apart of the family. I'm disgraced." Roman began to cry and that's when Dean dropped everything to kneel in front of him. "My mom wouldn't even take my calls." Roman whimpered pathetically, and Dean reached for Roman's hand and he held it. He brought it to his lips as Roman cried and then held their entwined fingers on his heart.

"I'm so sorry Ro." Dean said apologetically. "If this is because of me..."

"No Dean.. this isn't about you." Roman breathed, wiping a tear. "This is my father trying to teach me one last lesson. He thinks I'll come crawling back. Fuck him." Roman lips twitched angrily, he pulled away from Dean so he could stand up. "I'm just gonna shower and then sleep." Dean could tell that Roman was exhausted. His eyes were red and puffy like he had been crying for hours. Roman helped Dean to his feet then gave him a kiss. He softly caressed Dean's jaw, looking into his eyes for just a second before walking to his bathroom sadly.

Dean decided to do something special for Roman since he was feeling down. His big man was a wreck, being emotionally disowned by his family was something that mattered to Roman. And if it mattered to him, it was important to Dean. He got up and then walked into Roman's kitchen. Dean looked through Roman's cabinets, taking out some fettucine noodles, sauce, chicken and a bottle of merlot Roman had in his fridge.

Dean took out a pan and a pot, and added some water. After it got broiling he was ready to add the noodles, once they were done it was time to prep the chicken. He started seasoning it and soon, it was in the pan, cooking evenly.

Next Dean had to set the mood. He crept back to Roman's room and stole his IPhone and his dock. He placed it near the dining table, pressing play on Roman's Pandora, then ran out the door, downstairs to the community garden. He tiptoes around the fresh herbs and things, only to pull out two roses from it's root, and run back upstairs.

He got back quick enough to finish cooking the chicken, then diced it into pieces. Once he was done, Dean drained the water from the noodles and started adding chicken and the alfredo sauce. He stirred then let it shimmer on low heat, going over to set the table.

He placed the stolen roses in one of Roman's vases, put them in the middle of the table. After he was done he took out two plates and two wine glasses, popping a cork on the merlot, filling it up half way. His last thing to do was plate the food and as he was putting his finishing touches on it, Dean heard Roman call to him from his room.

"Babe?" Roman says, turning his head out of the room to find Dean. "Why does it smell so good in here-" Roman came out in sweats and Dean's old flash tee which brought a smile to Dean's face. He saw the table all done up, with roses in the middle and Dean holding two plates of food in his hands.

"I know you were feeling sad about being disowned and i wanted to feel useful." Dean smiled, putting the plates down on either side of the table. "Also i got to thinking how we never officially had a first date. Since i was denying my attraction to the same sex, and you were well... dead set on us just being friends. So you get a two for one. I call it the "the first date pick me up."

A huge smile cracked on Roman's face as he moved closer. Sometimes he really was glad he met Dean. He wasn't like other guys. He was sweet, mature and caring. It was refreshing to have someone left in his life he truly loved him.

"Baby you're so sweet-" Roman was about to kiss him when he noticed the flowers, "Wait- where did you get those flowers?" Roman asked curiously.

"Community garden downstairs."

"You stole flowers from the garden.. in your boxers?"

"Yep."

Roman laughed, he pulled Dean in and gave him a hard kiss filled with giggles and smiles. Dean was the first to pull away, but not before he kissed Roman yet again. "C'mon.. Let's eat."

They both started eating and Dean watched as Roman took a mouthful, licking his lips at the taste. "Oh my god. Babe this is so good!" Roman ate some more of it, chomping down, "I didn't know you cook?"

"Yeah, I've been on my own for as long as i can remember. So i learned a few tricks of the food trade." Dean replied, popping a loose chicken in his mouth.

"Wait.. You said this was like our unofficial first date right?" Roman remembered Dean saying something about them never having a real first date.

"Yeah, why?"

"Because i think we should treat it like one. Like a real blind first date. You in?" Roman asked with a smirk.

"Bring it." Dean challenged him.

"So what's your name, handsome?" Roman wiggled his eyebrows at him.

"Okay ew. You look creepy when you do that, and my name is Dean." He tried to hide his blush but it was for naught because Roman was a punk who had him reeling, with his huge smile and faint blush on his tanned cheeks.

"Dean. I like that. Sounds like the name of a frat boy who secretly likes cock." Roman teased him making Dean's jaw drop slightly in laughter.

"You're a punk, Ro. Serious! You're not taking our first date seriously at all." Dean laughed.

"Okay sorry sorry." Roman apologized, sipping on some wine. "Go ahead ask me anything."

"I heard you're in college.." Dean started to say, "Tell me.. what's your major?"

"Actually I'm in law school. I wanna be a lawyer. Follow in my dad's footsteps." Roman looked down. "I just want to be half as good. All i ever wanted was someone to be proud of me." Roman's fork twiddled around in his plate as he became sad again. Dean frowned because he was doing so well, but he knew how much this was hurting Roman.

Dean got up, and walked over to Roman. He sat in his lap, surprising his boyfriend. "Hey.." Dean lifted Roman's chin up so that they were eye to eye. "I'm proud of you." Dean saw Roman's lips form into a smile and that's when he kissed him. Lips smacked together gently before Roman cupped Dean's face, slipping his tongue inside of Dean's mouth. It was generously accepted by the art major, who's own hands were fisted in Roman's wet locks. For the second time today, Dean was there for him. Despite just getting back together yesterday. Dean was the only constant thing in Roman's life and he was more than okay with that.

As they pulled away for breath and their foreheads touched gently, Roman knew then.. that Dean was the guy he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Forever and Always.

"Roman." Dean whispered.

"Dean?"

"I didn't know you kissed on the first date." Dean said, pecking his lips slowly.

"Usually i don't. But i often make exceptions for guys i meet in bars with deep blue eyes and cute dimples." Roman lifted them both up from a seated position, swooping Dean in his arms. Dean laughed and tried to get down but Roman lifted him over his shoulder, and started to walk towards the bedroom.

"Babe put me down!" Dean giggled,

"Not a chance." Roman said back, and with a healthy slap of Dean's ass he carried him off to his room.

A/N: Well Roman's taking life into his own hands, and it seems that Dean will be there for him through anything. I'm actually thinking about putting once on hiatus guys. Work is about to get hectic, and i dunno if people still like it. Anyway, love you. -Melle