I totally forgot about this! I haven't updated in so long! I'm a terrible writer! But it hasn't been abandoned, now that I remembered it, I'm on my way to writing a new chapter. But as a sorry, and because I'm a tease, here's a tiny drabble to keep your thoughts occupied whilst I write a new chapter, which should be up by the end of the week! I love you all! Don't hate me!
Roman was furious. No. He wasn't just furious. He was fucking livid. How dare those assholes strut around like they own the fucking place? How dare they mock him, fucking holding hands and snuggling and kissing right. In front. Of. Him. It was bad enough that fucking slut had to cheat on him with that smug, arrogant little prick, but now they were apparently together and flaunting it in front of roman every chance they got. Fucking no more. Roman wouldn't stand for it. He was going to teach those bitches a lesson. Nobody fucks with roman reigns and gets away unscathed. No one. Roman knew he had to get back at them. Teach them who Seth really belonged to. Dean would never love Seth, not like roman did. He didn't care how crazy he sounded; he'd been in love with Seth for too long to let anyone take him away. Smirking to himself, roman walked back to his hotel room slowly, his mind already forming a plan. He'd show dean not to mess with what belonged to him. And he'd enjoy every second of it.