Chapter 9

Seth heard the slow rhythmic beat of a heart as his head laid against Dean's chest. They were in Dean's bed now, and Dean was holding him in his arms. Nothing was said between the two as the night cloaked the room in almost complete darkness. Seth's mind was racing away at the events that had taken place. How could he have done that? How could he have cheated on Roman in a relationship that wasn't even a week old? To make matters worse, it was with their own best friend! Seth felt like utter shit. He was terrified. He was scared to see Roman now. He felt that his infidelity would be visible all over his face.

Now here he was, still in bed with Dean. He had agreed to lie down with him because he didn't know where to go or what to do. His heart ached to see Roman but how could he after what he had done? He knew that it would crush Roman if he ever found out. Betrayed by his two best friends. How could he look Roman in the face and pretend that every thing was okay?

Dean heard Seth give a little sniffle and he felt something wet against his chest. He placed his index finger underneath Seth's chin and gently tilted his face up so that he could look at him. Seth's large brown eyes were wet, his long lashes glistened in the faint moonlight.

" Why are you crying Seth?" His voice soft and full of concern.

Seth used the back of his hand to wipe the tears off his cheek and shook his head. " I messed up Dean."

Dean watched his grieving friend but said nothing. What could he say anyway?

Seth looked at Dean as if his heart was being stomped to pieces. " I'm sorry Dean but I shouldn't have done that."

He was clearly hurting and Dean started to regret the emotional strings that he had pulled so that he could have gotten Seth to kiss him. More tears were falling, making streams down his bearded cheeks. Dean used the his thumb to wipe some of them away. He hated hurting Seth who was now looking at him with such deep regret in his eyes. He didn't want Seth to look at him like if he was a mistake. He had seen that look all too often when he was a kid. It took him back to a place that he long buried in his mind and he didn't want to relive the pain that it had caused.

Dean sat up in bed cradling the back of Seth's head with his hand. He kissed him lightly on his temple. " Please don't cry Seth. Everything is going to all right."

Seth shook his head against Dean's shoulder. " No it's not. I've ruined it." His voice cracking through his sobs.

Dean felt like dirt for doing what he he done to Seth. Did he enjoy it? Most definitely, but he didn't expect Seth to react like this. He pulled back a little so that he could look Rollins straight in the face. " You can still go to him."

Seth shook his head. " How can I Dean? How can I face him after this?"

Seth's eyes searched Dean's face frantically perhaps looking for an answer. " I love him, Dean."

Dean felt as if the rug had been pulled out from underneath him. He just stared at Seth after hearing his confession. He knew that things were getting serious between Seth and Roman but he didn't know how deep Seth's feelings for Roman ran. He felt like such an asshole for having sex with Seth earlier.

He kissed Seth softly on the lips, maybe for the last time. Tasting the saltiness of his tears that had ran over his lips. " Go to him Seth." He looked straight into Seth's eyes as he spoke, he wanted him to understand that he was giving him permission to be free of him.

Seth still felt the warmth of Dean's lips on his as he spoke to him. He would be lying to himself if he didn't acknowledge that he did feel something for Dean Ambrose. " Okay, but I can't go to him like this."

Dean understood what Seth meant. They both still smelled like sex. " You can use my shower."

Seth gave him a small smile. " Thanks."

Dean shifted his legs out of the way so that Seth could get off the bed without hindrance. He watched as Seth headed to the bathroom and then he went outside to the living room picking up his shorts to put it back on. He sat on the couch as he waited for Seth to finish his shower.

The warm water from the shower head felt good against Seth's skin as it cascaded like a waterfall all over his body. He picked up some lime scented body wash that Dean had in his shower caddy to cleanse his body with. When he was having sex with Dean, nothing else had mattered in the world. Not even his relationship with Roman. All he had wanted was Dean's touch and kisses all over him. Dean made him feel so wanted, so desired in a way so primal that it almost scared him. It was a stark contrast with Roman, who made love to him as if he was his most prized possession. Roman cherished him and wanted to please him in every way. With Roman he felt that he could surrender his soul to him and that he would keep it safe and love him for who he was. Dean on the other hand, knew his body in ways that just blew his mind. Seth felt his feelings for Dean growing but his feelings for Roman didn't diminish either. With Roman he could be completely vulnerable and he would protect him and make his soul become at ease by just being there for him.

Seth exhaled loudly as he turned the shower off. This situation was completely messed up. He wrapped a dark blue towel around his waist and returned to the bedroom. To his surprise Dean was no longer in the room but his clothes were laid out neatly on the bed.

When he was fully dressed he walked out into the living room. Dean's eyes were closed as his head rested on the back of the couch.

" Well I'm leaving now." Seth looked at Dean expectantly, wanting him to at least look at him.

But Dean kept his eyes closed. " Okay Seth." His voice was flat as if he didn't care whether Seth stayed or left.

Seth was hurt by Dean's response but he didn't say anything as it was probably for the best.

Dean heard the door close at Seth's departure. He finally opened his eyes. As he looked around his empty living room, the tears that he had been holding back ran freely down his cheeks.

Seth sat in his car outside of Roman's driveway. He didn't know what to do. Should he just go in and confess everything or should he just pretend that it never happened? He was no closer to an answer when he knocked on Roman's front door. When Roman opened the door and smiled at him he felt even worse than before. Truth was, he didn't realize how deep his feelings for Roman ran until he blurted out that he loved him infront of Dean. He loved the man that was standing in front of him smiling. He loved the man that was pulling him by his hand into his house. He loved the man that was unzipping his hoodie and placing it on a table in the foyer. He loved the man that was now taking him into his arms and kissing him passionately while telling him how much he'd missed him. He loved the feeling of those full lips against his as he felt his body respond to the warmness of his mouth. He loved that tongue that was parting his lips and was now sensuously touching his. He loved feeling those large hands gliding underneath his t-shirt touching his cool skin. He loved that man so much that it hurt.

Roman buried his face in the crook of Seth's neck. " Mmm, you smell good. Kinda citrusy."

" Thank you." Seth stammered out. Oh the irony of it all. Roman attributing Dean's body wash to him.

Roman pulled Seth's t-shirt up and Seth allowed him to take it off. Roman put his face back in the same spot and kissed his neck this time. His teeth lightly grazing the surface of the skin. That move sent a tingle through Seth's body. He still wanted Roman so much. He would do anything to keep him.

Roman kissed all over Seth's neck and collarbone eliciting groans from Seth. He loved how responsive Seth was when they were making out. He ran his tongue over a spot on Seth's shoulder that caused him to immediately clutch to him. His leg wrapping around Roman's waist. He could feel Seth's rock hard shaft rubbing against his. Seth's fingers were digging into his back and Roman continued to lick that spot on his shoulder. Roman opened his eyes as he moved further down on the muscle but something stopped him.

" Seth baby," Reigns pulled back so that he could look at his lover's face.

" Yes Rome?" Seth wondered why he had stop. It was getting so good.

" What's that on your shoulder?"

A/N: Oh what a tangled web we weave...