A/N: Thank you for the comments and likes, they are greatly appreciated. Glad ya'll like this story so far!
The next day, Roman woke up early to make some breakfast from the food cooler that was off of Dean's boat. While Dean went back to sleep yesterday, Roman snuck off to where the remains of the boat was and managed to salvage the food that was intact. He managed to carry it back to the makeshift house of Roman's and brought it in. When he opened it up, he saw food that was meant to last for at least a month, not a week.
After going through and throwing away what wasn't edible, he took the remaining food, (which was still quite a bit to Roman's happiness), and put it by the table and chairs. He decided that after having soup all day yesterday, that Dean deserves maybe a bit of homemade soup with actual food. So, he got up before Dean did and after checking on him, he got up and started the firepit to start cooking.
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About an hour later, Dean woke up to some heavenly smelling food.
"Man that smell delicious or am I dreaming again," Dean said as he opened his eyes to look around.
"You aren't dreaming Dean, I found your food cooler and brought it up here. After going though it, found some stuff to make actual food soup, so I hope you are hungry," Roman replied as he turned around and walked to where Dean was laying down and brought the soup down on the small table by him.
He sniffed the soup and smiled a bit, "That smells so good Roman, thank you," he said softly as Roman grabbed the small table and placed it over Dean's abs, those abs….that six pack abs…., he thought as he situated the table to Dean's comfort. Stop it! He thinks as he smiles at Dean. "I'm starving actually so this really does look and smell good. You didn't have to do all this."
Roman stands back up and looks down at Dean, "It's not worry Dean, I am happy to help you get better any way I can. I am just glad that I am able to do this. It's been a long time since I seen this kind of food, so it's a treat for me as well." He said as he turned back around and went back over to the firepit to scoop out some soup for himself as well.
"If you don't mind me asking, how long have you been here? And where is here exactly?" Dean asked as he took a bite of the soup Roman made. "Oh damn this soup is fucking good!" he hummed as he scoops another spoon of soup into his mouth.
Roman turns back around and walks over to Dean and sits down beside him with his bowl in his hand. "Easy there Dean, don't overdo it, okay?" he said softly as he take his spoon and digs in.
And boy, did he miss this taste, meat and veggie soup made with the apple blossom tea water mixed. He could seriously die a happy man right now. It really has been so long…."Fuuuuuck this is so good…." He says as he eats another spoonful.
Dean watches Roman closely as they both eat their soup. Roman still hadn't answer his question, but figured by the sound of him eating the soup, it's been a while. But he still looked hot as hell, but he still doesn't know anything about him.
"So," Dean said as he cleared his voice, "I know nothing about you, can you tell me about yourself a bit or is that classified information?"
Roman chuckles as he finishes up his bowl of soup. "Umm…well, I know you asked me a bit ago how long I've been here, and to answer your question, I have been here about 10 years."
Dean damn near spits out his soup and stares at him. "10 YEARS? Are you serious? 10 Years?"
Roman sighs as he gets up and takes his empty bowl to the wash area as Dean sets his bowl down on the table in front of him. "Yeah," he says with his back still to him. "10 years"
"But how?" he asked curiously.
"Shipwrecked on my way home. Got caught in a storm, much like the one you got caught in, and destroyed everything I had, well except a couple of animals that now lives here as well."
"Oh my god, Roman…." He said as he tries to sit up better. He pretty much lost his appitite at the moment. "I am so sorry. Did you boat have a radio or something to call for help?"
"I tried, but the radio was completely destroyed. I waited about 6 months to see if anybody was coming for me, but I never seen a boat or plane around, even though I had SOS spelt out. After a while, I just started to realize that I may never be found so I did what I had to do to survive."
"Oh Roman, man, I can't even imagine being missing for 10 years and not knowing if you are alive or not."
"It was tough, but I make due with what I have, which is why I was so thankful that I was able to save you and bring you ashore. You are the first person I have seen in 10 years. No one has even come close to this island. Nice to see another human for once." He chuckled sadly as he came back over and sat by Dean, nodding him to finish his soup. "Finish your soup Dean, gotta make sure that belly of yours is full for a while. Gotta make that food stretch a bit."
Dean nods as he lifts the bowl to his mouth and drinks the broth a bit before setting it back down. He looks at Roman and sees the sadness in his eyes he didn't notice before. He smiles a bit as he places his hand on Roman's and gently squeezes it.
Roman closes his eyes, he hasn't been touched in so long that he forgot what it felt like. He misses the human contact and this felt….he didn't know how to feel about it right now.
"Hey," Dean said, "It's gonna be okay, maybe the radio on my boat still works. I was suppose to be back a few days ago so there is most likely a search party out for me. If my coordinates is right, we are only about 4-5 hours from the mainland."
Roman opens his eyes and reveal more sadness than before, which Dean didn't like. "The radio, like mine was, is no good. I tried to call on it but nothing. There was really nothing left of the boat except the food cooler and bags of clothes that I managed to save. As for the coordinates, we are much further than 4-5 hours. Whichever direction you were going, you went further from the storm. Honestly, I am not sure how long you were out there before I found you. I just don't want you to get your hopes up like I did years ago."
"But you don't know that Roman, time has changed so much that technology is so advanced that even a broken boat can be traced. Mine has a tracker on it so where ever the last point that showed up on their screen is where they will most likely start at. I have faith that we will be rescued soon."
Roman sighs as he looks at Dean's blue eyes. He wants so much to believe him, but after 10 years, does he even want to leave this place. Yes, it does get lonely at times, but here, he has freedom to do what he wants and whenever he wants. There is plenty of food and water provided to survive here. Like his own magical place that is just for him….and his companion.
"I don't know if I honestly want to leave here Dean. This has been my life for the past 10 years that this is all I have depended on to live. Am I lonely? Yes I am, but am I happy here, yes I am. This place has provided me with so much to live for and it made me appreciate the beauty that I didn't before. This place is like a secret garden, you want to stay here because its safe and solutide, I don't want to see this place disappear."
"But Roman, I am sure your family and friends misses you everyday and waits for you to come home to them. Why let them think you are dead or not coming back? This has got to be hard on both you and them, don't you want to come home again if you have the chance?"
Roman releases Dean's hand and gets up. He walks over to the makeshift window and looks out at the water that is shining bright at the moment. He sighs as he rubs his face, making Dean wonder if he overstepped his bounds a bit. But he can't see him leaving here without him. It's a funny feeling he has at he moment, but he wouldn't leave someone here if they have the chance to live.
"Dean, I waited so long for someone to find me and get me off of here. There are times that I still wish they would find me, but as I said before, I grew accustomed to being here and living here. The animals that were with me are still here with families of their own. This island is its own sanctuary that I feel is made for me. Even if I had the chance to leave, I don't think I could. This is my home, has been. To just get up and leave would be misery for me. I know you haven't been here but close to two weeks, as much as I wouldn't want to see you go, if you do, I hope you don't forget me. It's nice having company after no contacts for years. You squeezing my hand was the first human touch in a long time. I relish it honestly."
"Well, how did you even end up here?" he asked as he sets the table to the side and sat up more to be comfortable. He watches as Roman tensed up a bit before relaxing a bit again.
"I was on my way home from Iceland. I was doing an exhibition there for three weeks. I left with some animals as I was gonna start an animal sanctuary when I got caught in a brutal storm. I radioed mayday before the boat flipped over. The next thing I knew, I saw this island and swam with a rope around my chest to pulled the oversize boat to shore. I took me about 5-6 hours to swim but I was determined to make it cause I still had animals to think about. Once I got here, I managed to find the strength the flip it over and save what I could. I lost about 10 of my animals, but managed to save about 5 of my others. It took me a bit to find the waterfall and food cause everything else was gone."
Dean put his hand up to his mouth as he listened to Roman tell his story. He was fighting back the tears that threatened to fall. "Oh Roman…."
"About a week later and after sleeping in the sand, I finally decided to make a makeshift treehouse, which is what you are in now. I figured I would be rescued soon, but wanted to at least take care of myself and the animals that I saved. I learned to cook with what I had and look for other source to survive on. After 6 months of hoping, the light inside me died. I figured that I wouldn't be found and that this is my home now. So, I made due with what I had. Despite having no human contact for years, this place is where my heart belongs. I thank God everyday for showing me this magical place that only was made for me, until I saw you." He whispered that last sentence.
By the time Roman finished his story, Dean was in absolute tears. He could not even fathom the thought of being here for so long without sharing this with anyone. He couldn't imagine how Roman's life was during all this time, but from seeing him, he seems to take good care of himself, as well as him.
"Roman, I don't know what to say…." He spoke barely above a whisper as he wipes the tears from his face. "I am so sorry…."
Roman looks over and sees Dean crying. He walks over and bends his knees to his level and gently wipes the tears away with his thumb. Dean closes his eyes at his soft touch before opening them back up and seeing those brown eyes staring back at him. He smiles a little as Roman sits down without missing a beat.
"Nothing to be sorry for Dean, life is how you dealt with it. My life isn't so bad, I just wish I had someone to share it with is all…." He whispers as he swallows hard. It's been so long since he felt anything. He didn't think he ever would.
Dean looks at him as he touches Roman's face again, making him close his eyes once more. He feels his head being gently tugged towards him with the other hand wrapping around Roman's neck. Their forehead touches as Dean leans in and places a very soft kiss to his.
A/N: yep! *runs*
