Chapter 17

Dean trudged into the kitchen and turned on the coffee maker. They all had to be at the airport in the afternoon to fly out to Charlotte, North Carolina for Monday Night Raw. Coffee would be a good way to perk them up for a long day ahead.

As he watched the coffee perculate he wondered where he fit in now with Roman and Seth in the grand scheme of things. They hadn't discussed things afterwards. Were Roman and Seth still exclusive? Was he just lucky to be included in the lovemaking last night or was it going to be an on going thing between the three of them? Dean sighed softly. His head hurt. He was guy who liked answers and liked them instantly but he didn't know how he was to go about answering these questions.

A strong pair of arms wrapped around his waist and he felt a kiss on the back of his left shoulder.

" Morning." A still sleepy voice told him.

He knew before he turned around that it was Seth. The coffee machine beeped which meant that it was done.

" Morning." He replied to Seth. He attempted to take a couple steps to retrieve the coffee cups but Seth was still holding on to him.

He turned his body slightly and saw that Seth was resting his head against the same spot that he had kissed. His black and blond strands hanging carelessly around his face with his eyes closed. Dean felt something stir inside of him while looking at Seth. There was just something about this man that just brought his defenses down.

" Um, Seth..."

" Yeah?" Seth replied with his eyes still closed.

" I need you to let go of me so that I could get down the coffee cups."

" But you smell good." Seth pouted.

" I'm not wearing any cologne Seth."

" I never said you were." Rollins opened his brown eyes half way and looked at him with an innocence that Dean had long since past. Bit by bit Seth was working his way deeper into Dean's heart and there was no way that Dean could stop it even if he wanted to.

They stared at each other for a few moments then Seth leaned forward and kissed Dean softly on the lips. They felt extra warm against his because Seth had not too long ago woken up. The kiss lasted a mere couple of seconds and then Seth released his hold on Dean. He squeezed Ambrose's right butt cheek as he walked away and headed to the fridge. Dean felt himself involuntarily blush as Seth walked away. It was the little things that Seth did that got to him.

Dean took down the cups and was rinsing them out at the sink when Seth called out to him.

" Dean we have a problem."

He turned around to see Seth holding up a nearly full packet of bacon. " What's the problem?"

Seth pouted. " There's only ten strips of bacon in here. What are you and Roman going to eat?"

Dean laughed. " Seth, you're not going to eat ten strips of bacon by yourself."

Seth raised a challenging eyebrow at him.

Dean laughed again and turned back to the sink. " Fine. Suit yourself. But when you're having a heart attack, I'm going to tell you 'I told you so' before dialing 911."

" You and Roman are so alike," Seth quipped as he prepared the frying pan for the bacon.

Dean poured his coffee and took a sip. He watched as Seth expertly prepared the bacon in the pan. If he and Roman were so alike then why did Seth fall in love with Reigns first?

Roman came out to a sight ten minutes later of Seth frying the last of the bacon and Dean next to him doing some scrambled eggs. The scent of the food mixed with coffee had woken him up with an appetite.

He walked up behind Seth and kissed him on the cheek. He tried to sneak a piece of bacon away that was on the plate but Seth swatted his hand away.

" Hey! You can't be eating that all yourself."

Seth looked at him unblinkingly. " Yes I am."

Dean chuckled. " Don't worry Rome. I'm making a whole heap of scrambled eggs for us."

" Why, thank you Dean. Well at least someone around here doesn't mind sharing." Roman responded poking fun at Seth.

Roman placed one arm around Dean's waist and then with his other hand he plucked the spatula out of Dean's hand and placed it on the serving tray. Dean looked at him questioning Roman's actions with a raised eyebrow. Reigns moved his head forward and kissed Dean full on the lips. Ambrose's surprised gasp died on his lips as he placed his arms around Roman's shoulders and returned the kiss. Roman's lips felt extra soft and warm. He enjoyed feeling his beard scratching gently against his. He heard Seth say something but he wasn't quite sure what it was because Reigns' kiss was sending his mind into a tizzy.

The kiss ended just in time before the eggs started to crisp up too much. Seth was sitting at the breakfast bar pouting with his cup of coffee and plate of bacon. Dean divided the eggs on to the two plates each with a substantial heap. Roman sat across from Seth at the bar while Dean sat next to him.

Seth glared at Roman as he began to eat his eggs. He could tell that Seth wasn't really upset so he wasn't bothered.

" That wasn't fair Roman," Seth reached over to Roman's plate and lifted a heaping forkful of eggs off the plate and then dumped it on top of his bacon. " How come Dean got a kiss like that and all I got was a lousy kiss on the cheek?"

Dean spoke up. " Maybe you should learn to share the bacon."

Seth recoiled in horror. " Share the bacon? What madness does thou speaketh?" Again Seth reached over to Dean's plate and removed another helping of scrambled eggs and dropped them on his plate.

Dean and Roman exchanged a look and bursted out laughing at Seth's food stealing antics. Seth grinned. He was glad that they were all getting along again.

After Raw had finished the guys decided to join some of the members of the roster in a bar in downtown Charlotte. It was after one in the morning when they had arrived and since it was a week night, they pretty much had the entire bar to themselves. Seth, Roman and Dean settled into a booth at the back. Seth and Roman sat next to each other while Dean sat across from them.

Roman was wearing a dark blue polo shirt and dark washed jeans with loafers. His hair still wet from the show fell past his shoulders and clung to the material of the shirt. He looked dangerously sexy in the outfit and he received lots of admiring glances from the waitresses but as usual Reigns failed to notice. Seth was in a grey metal band t-shirt and skinny faded jeans with sneakers. Dean himself was in a close fitting black v-neck t-shirt that nicely accentuated his biceps and slim torso. A pair of black jeans and boots completed the look. His hair was an auburn wavy mess that fell across his face. Dean always underestimated his own appeal. He never quite understood the confident, raw sexuality that he possessed that was sprinkled with a hints of danger. How it drew people in, seduced them. Making them want, yearn for more of him. He was an enigma. To others and to himself. He always assumed that he was a relatively good looking guy but nothing beyond the ordinary. Dean like Roman also failed to notice the admiring glances that were thrown his way from both sexes in the bar that night.

Roman and Seth sipped their drinks and engaged in light banter with each other while Dean drank in silence. On a few occassions Roman or Seth tried to engage him in the conversation but he always declined so eventually they left him alone. It was bothering him not knowing where he stood in the relationship. He knew that all he had to do was ask but it didn't seem right to him somehow. He watched how easily Roman and Seth interacted with each other, how completely at ease they were.

Reigns tossled Seth's loose hair playfully and drew him in for a quick kiss on the temple. Their side of the booth faced the wall and the back of it was high and curved around the seat. A person would have to standing directly across from them to see inside the booth. But the rest of the roster was sitting near to the front of the bar taking turns playing pool with each other. The two waitresses who were on duty were upfront watching the game along with the bartender. They were quite alone sitting in the back of the softly lit bar.

Seth gave Roman a mischievous grin and pulled his face towards him kissing him with fevour. No one knew that he and Roman were a couple and they didn't have any plans on coming out to their workmates any time soon but he just had to kiss him right then. Dean watched as Roman placed his hands on Seth's back and pulled him against him. He would be lying if he didn't admit that his dick was getting hard watching them makeout. But damn it, he wanted to be included in the fun. But he knew that it wasn't possible in the bar at moment. He hadn't been kissed like that since Sunday morning in his kitchen. They had been busy in Charlotte with appearances, training and house shows only to crash as they soon as they got in to their hotel room. Dean watched as Roman's tongue snaked out of his mouth and playfully licked Seth's bottom lip with elicited a very soft moan from the receiver. Roman then pulled the lip into his mouth sucking on it before releasing it. Fuck. Dean was completely hard now and he wanted to take both of them right now in the bar but of course he couldn't do it.

Seth and Roman exchanged a look and then they looked across at Dean. " Let's go back to our hotel room." Seth said with a playful smirk on his face.

But Dean shrugged his shoulders and fingered the tumbler of bourbon in front of him. " Nah. I think I'm gonna stay a while and play some pool."

Roman looked at him a bit surprised by Dean's reaction. " Are you sure?" He lowered his voice even though no one was around to hear them. " We haven't you know... in a couple of days."

Dean knew exactly what Roman was suggesting and even though his dick was still hard he declined the invite. Why? It was hard to say but he was certain that Seth and Roman would have prefered to spend the night alone. He tossed back the last of his drink with a satisfied gulp and got up from the table.

" Yeah I know but I just want to unwind by playing some pool." Dean didn't like the way that Seth was looking at him as if he was hurt by his refusal. Roman was leaning back against the wall looking at him curiously as if he was trying to decipher him.

After a few moments of brief tension Roman dismissed it with a wave of his hand. " Well suit yourself."

Dean nodded and walked off towards the group of wrestlers that were gathered around the pool table. Chris Jericho gave him a friendly smile as he joined them. They were watching Heath Slater and Sheamus, the two WWE gingers, go against each other at the table. Everyone else stood around talking and drinking in little groups.

Chris noticed as Roman and Seth made their way out of bar. He nudged Dean who was standing next to him. " Your friends are leaving."

Dean looked as they walked through the door. " Yeah, I told them to go on without me."

Jericho took a sip of his beer. " Makes sense. Three is a crowd." He said nonchalantly.

" Excuse me?"

Chris looked at Dean smiling knowingly. " Look, I've been around for a while. I know when two people dig each other."

He saw Dean getting tense. " I'm not judging them or anything. It's just something that I've noticed and I bet you do to."

Dean was still staring at him. His mouth in a tight line.

" Relax." Jericho placed a black leather jacket clad arm around Dean's shoulder. " I'm not going to spread it around. I know how wrestlers talk."

Chris patted Dean on the arm before releasing his grip on him. " C'mon. Have a beer on me."

" Alright cool." He was right, Dean thought. Three was a crowd. He was only fooling himself if he believed that he, Roman and Seth could have something together. Heck, even Chris noticed how Roman and Seth felt about each other but didn't pick up on any feelings towards him. Dean accepted the beer and took a long drink. He knew that he loved them and they said they loved him but maybe they were all just fooling themselves in the long run.

The bar got emptier as the early morning rolled on. They all had to be on the road bright and early in the morning to head to next town for the Smackdown tapings. Dean found it actually quite pleasant to talk to Chris Jericho. He was a good listener and gave great tips about performing in the ring. Dean also couldn't help but to notice that Jericho was also a quite a handsome guy. Although that usually went without saying. He noticed how his blue eyes always had a twinkle in them and he admired how his blond hair stayed spiked when he did it while his unruly mop could never maintain a style unless he cut it really short.

Eventually the bar owner decided to call it a night around three in the morning and most of the roster had already gone. Dean and Jericho decided to walk back to the hotel as it was only a few blocks away. Even though Dean was warm from the alcohol that he had consumed when he stepped outside the cold night wind hit him with a fury.

" Jesus!" He cried out and started to rub his arms as he walked along with Jericho. Chris was no doubt enjoying the comfort of his leather jacket.

" Come here." Chris wrapped his arm around Dean's and pulled him next to his body.

The little body warmth that he got from Jericho was comforting. Dean found it easier to place his inside arm around Chris' waist rather than to just have it dangle awkwardly between his body and Chris'. They probably looked like a strange couple walking through the streets of Charlotte at three in the morning. They made their way to the hotel just under fifteen minutes. But as they got into the elevator, Dean didn't release his hold on Chris' waist even though it was warm now. Chris in return had his arm around Dean's waist as well. Ambrose felt a bit strange holding on to Chris like this but he found it comforting, he liked him and he smelled nice.

Dean wasn't paying attention to the floor that was pressed in the elevator and when they got off, he realized that it wasn't his. The hallway was dimly lit as they walked along with their fingertips digging into each other. Neither said anything as they walked along. Both unsure of what the situation currently was between them. Chris took out his room card with his free hand and slid it through the lock. Dean took a small step back, breaking the hold that he had on Jericho.

Chris leaned up against the door, studying him for a bit as he made his mind up about something. Dean didn't object when Chris placed one arm loosely around his neck and brough his lips down to meet his. Chris kissed him tenatively, as if he was unsure about Dean wanting it. Dean kissed him back lightly, unsure himself about what was happening but Chris' lips were soft and they felt nice against his. Jericho then pressed his mouth harder against him once Dean returned his kiss. Ambrose pulled Chris against his body as their kiss started to deepen in the hallway. His mind racing as his libido sped up. I'm sorry Roman. I'm sorry Seth. He thought as he felt Jericho's tongue at the entrance of his mouth. I told you I always find a way to fuck a good thing up. He parted his lips to allow Jericho to enter.

Seth was naked against his own nude body as he slumbered in deep sleep. Roman's right bicep was his pillow. They had come home after bar and had made love even though neither admitted how much they had wanted Dean to join them. It was after three in the morning and Roman was awake. Dean wasn't back yet. He knew that Dean could take care of himself but that didn't stop him from worrying. He eased around in the queen sized bed as much as possible as not to wake up Seth so that he could retrieve his cell phone. He stared at the glowing instrument in hand and wondered if he should call Dean or not. He knew that Dean would scoff at the idea of being checked up on but he was worried. Roman couldn't shake a nagging feeling in his gut that something wasn't right.

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