It was a breezy,quiet Saturday evening in Cinncinati,Ohio. The sun had set 15 minutes ago and the moon had just crept it's weary head from it's hiding place. It's essence glistened on the dewy grass,bringing a sense of new life to the world. On Merberry Street, the aftereffects could be felt throughout each townhouse in the secluded cul-de-sac. In 460, an Italian family was sitting down watching a vintage game of football: The Jets vs. The Giants. Their yelling and screaming at the TV carried throughout the entire house,rattling the foundation to its core. Funny how segregated a family that does everything together could get over a sport. Go figure,right?

In 410, a mother was tending to her newborn child,not even a month old. She held her little bundle close to her heart,letting it hear the repeating thumping of her love. She caressed her son's curly locks,reminding herself of her baby's father. She prayed that he would overcome the severity of his injuries. He was shot down trying to run to the hospital to see his first child be born. He was only a block away when someone came out of nowhere and let bullets run wild,two hitting him in his spine. As she thought,her son yawned so sweetly. She looked down and smiled,knowing that this was a sign that everything would be fine,no matter what the outcome. She yawned herself, waiting patiently for her son to close his eyes for a couple hours,at least.

In 400, a couple were adjusting to each other's company. The main owner of the house wanted to be close to his lover at all times. He wanted to have the satisfaction of waking up to his glorious face every morning and taking care of him when he was sick or injured,which seemed to happen a lot. The older man excitedly accepted his invitation without hesitation. This was a big step in the right direction for them and he couldn't be happier about it. This is where our story will take place.:

A man sits on his back porch,looking at the moon's beauty. Even though nighttime at his house as a child brought so much pain and agony,the moon alway brought him comfort. It took away the cracking of bottles on his mother's head and the sight of a room that wasn't rightfully his. Just thinking about it brought tears to his eyes. He leaned back in his lawn chair,putting one of his hands through his messy hair,moving it off of his forehead. His shirtless chest glistened in the light,due to the fact that he had just taken a long-needed shower after a hard day's work. Lifting weights and practicing some new moves had taken a toll on his body,making him ache from every inch of his being. Fucking his love afterwards probably didn't help that much either. Maybe that added to the fact that he wanted to cry,but probably not. As the tears fell from his stinging eyes,he drank his favorite beer: Dark Horse Raspberry. He looked up to the sky,hoping for some type of relief.

Inside the nicely decorated house,another man had finely finished moving his things into his boyfriend's house. Their house. He sighed happily thinking of everything that had occurred that day:

Waking up to his beau kissing him all over.

Getting breakfast in bed.

Cleaning up the house the way he wanted it to be.

Taking a run through his new hometown,meeting all types of people. Even people like himself.

Coming home to find his boyfriend standing in his...their bedroom doorway with nothing on but a hastily written sign on his chest reading: "Welcome To The Fuck Zone."

Actually fucking his boyfriend,getting to top for once,for what seemed like an eternity.

Taking a shower with him,actually getting cleaned up and not playing around.

Today had been a good day for the two-toned Iowan. He looked out to the back porch and looked at his handsome lover. Just a glance at the straggly-haired man gave our new resident a sense of contentment. When he met him in FCW, he knew something was different about him. His wild demeanor, his smooth-talking,even his goofy smile seemed...extraordinary. Over time,they realized that they had so much in common. They soon became inseparable,as Roman called.

He laughed loudly,remembering Roman's reaction to their coming out:

"I already fucking knew! I told you guys you can't hide anything from me!"

Dean and Seth looked at each other in bewilderment.

"If you know so damned much, when did we start going out?" This was Dean running his mouth as usual. As he said it,his grip around Seth's waist got tighter and he,accidentally,began to dig his nails into Seth's smooth flesh. He didn't say or do anything as the nails dug further and further past his tanned skin,but he knew he would pay for it the next day. Sure enough,when Seth woke up the next day, he had welts going up and down his waist. They hurt like a bitch and he was barely able to put his boxers on,the fabric clinging to each oozing bruise like peanut butter to jelly. He laid in bed all day,ointment on his sides,hoping for bit of relief for his aching body. Dean felt horrible about the whole thing,so he skipped the gym that day and took care of his big baby. Another great day in the books.

"Well, I know Seth started to have feelings for you in FCW. Not only did he tell me that,but just the way he treated you made it obvious. You started showing signs of affection during our NXT Days. You didn't really say to me about it,but you always had your head stuck up Seth's ass at every second possible. So I'll say... Before our Raw debut here as the Shield."

"Dammit."The only word able to come out of a smug Dan's mouth. He knew Roman was good,but not this good.

Seth always teased Dean for that one. He just couldn't let it go because of the way Dean and Roman went at each other's throats. Roman one-upping Dean made it worse. Their bickering turned into a full-out prank war,with the WWE roster in the middle. It started off with a pie in Roman's face and somehow ended with Kane,or Glen backstage,with a fucking black eye. They could all laugh at it now,but at the time, both Roman and Dean hid from Glen.

He didn't take bruises very nicely,since he wore a mask to avoid shit like that.

Seth laughed again as he looked out to the back porch where his soulmate was "relaxing". He smiled,thinking of when Dean had asked him to move in. It was a little chilled that day,so they had went out for some hot chocolate,or that's what Dean told him they were doing. Even though it was Seth's birthday,he didn't want anything too big. That's not what he got,that's for sure.

Thank God they finally had a day off. The work week had turned into a damned work month,from all the traveling and live event. Seth and Dean were supposed to be off for two weeks,both playing an injury. But when other Superstars actually did get injuries,they had to cancel that for a later time.

This was that time.

The couple was walking down the pier,watching the waves crashing on the shore and rushing back out to the sea. The wind was a little chilled for the end of May. Dean had on a beanie to keep his head warm, a loose sweater,which Seth had bought him last Christmas,and his signature black leather jacket,and some steel-toed boots. Seth,on the other hand, was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that Dean made,yes made,for him,since it was his birthday. He was also wearing those damned skinny-jeans and some sneakers that magically appeared in his suitcase before they left the arena last night. Their color also matched the black cotton in Dean's homemade t-shirt. It probably was that damned Roman,always trying to "update his style" or whatever. Or maybe it was... Nah it had to be Roman. Who else would get them to match that good?

"Seth?"

"Yes Deanie?" he said with a laugh. He knew that Dean hated pet names,but sometimes,he made it way to easy.

"Ignoring that, want some hot chocolate?"

"Where in the hell are we gonna get hot chocolate at the end of May?!"

"I have a place in mind. You know that after every show I go get something to drink and eat. Germantown, Tennessee ain't no different,partner!"

"You're a corny little fucker,you know that?"

"Yes I do know that,"he said,as he quickly ran behind Seth,wrapping his arms around his waist. He put his head in the crook of Seth's neck and whispered, "But I'm your corny little fucker and that's all that matters to me."

Dean turned Seth around and they looked into each other's eyes. Their connection could be felt jus threw eye contact. Then they both smiled at each other and pulled each other into a long-needed kiss. The hadn't had much time to themselves,since they had been working. This was the closest they had been outside the ring in two weeks. Two weeks ago, they begged Roman to switch rooms with Seth so they could have some "alone time",to which he agreed. Seth's roommate was Randy Orton and Randy did some crazy shit when he was sleeping. He once almost fell from 20 stories because he somehow managed to open the big balcony attached to his room and he almost went over. This was another time that Roman was forced to room with him,to which he saved Randy from his sleeping demise.

After their kiss, Dean pulled Seth down the boardwalk,just like they were teenagers. They laughed as they ran down the wooden pathway,watching all the colors and lights blur by them. They ran until they reached the restaurant,and until they were too tired to run anymore.

"The Lonely Wagon?!"

"Not the best name,but everything else is awesome! Come on!" He said as he bust open the door,only to hold one of the best presents Seth had ever gotten in his short 28 lifespan.

"SURPRISE!"

"W-W-What's all this?!" Said Seth as he walked into the dimmed restaurant,only to take in all of his friends and family. Even his Mi-Ma was there,and she is 85 years old!

"I planned you a little something. I know you're big on family and togetherness,so a huge get-together came to mind."

"Oh, Dean!" Was all he could muster before tears streamed down his face. Seth Rollins was no crier,so this was some serious shit. The only other time he had cried was when he got hit by a car,thanks to his older cousin throwing the football too high for the then 8-year old Seth to catch. Funny how that was 20 years ago now.

Dean hugged Seth,kissing his forehead. Cheers and sounds of happiness filled the bar as Seth tried to get himself together. If this wasn't a Kodak moment,then I will never know one.

Five minutes past before Seth composed himself long enough to get to the head table. There were photographs from his entire life:

When he was a baby

His adolescent years

His indies years

Even some pictures from the recent years

There were so many happy photos surrounding him,and so many of them had Dean in them. Them kissing,goofing off,hanging out with buddies... It was just wonderful. This was so much more than what he could ask for.

"Seth?"

"Yes babe?"

"I hope I didn't go too overboard with this. You know I can get a little crazy with power and this was all on me. If I did,just let me know and I'll..." His words were taken away by Seth's lips on his. Everything in the room seemed to stop. Even the Earth seemed to stop spinning. The passion and true love behind the kiss made everything seem perfect and at peace. They could've stayed like that,but they had guests and a party to attend to. Dean pulled away,awestrucken. They had never kissed like that before,but he surely wanted it to happen again.

"Did that answer your question?"

"Hell yeah! Now let's eat, I'm starving!"

They laughed and walked over to their partygoers. They spent most of the time eating and talking to everyone that had come. Seth did get that hot chocolate he was promised earlier,and it was so damned good that he ordered another! Who would've thought that?!

Soon,the party was winding down. Everyone was on the verge of leaving,when Dean ran up on stage,grabbing the microphone that was there.

"Before everyone runs out the door, I'm gonna leave the mic open so you can say a few words for our birthday boy."

Surprisingly, cheers filled the room as they all put their stuff back and sat back in their seats. Seth was in the bathroom at the time of the sudden movement. Today was the best day of his life and he hoped he would never forget it. He dried his hands and opened the door, only to be swept up over someone's shoulder.

"What the literal fuck?!"

"Calm down. We just want to say some nice words for you on your special day. Is that too much to ask?!"

"No Rome. Just don't do that. I almost kicked you in the nuts."

"I want kids man,so they need to be intact. "

"You mean, you want more than the two you already have?!"

"I'm a freaking Samoan dude. All we do is repopulate."

"That and have friggin amazing hair that I'm gonna get the damned formula for!"

"In your dreams Rollins. Your two-toned ass will never take the Samoan hair care secret. You're not worthy enough for it."

"How so?"

"YOUR NOT A FUCKIN SAMOAN NOR ARE YOU MARRIED TO ONE!"

"True... Can you put me down now?"

"Nope! These were Dean's orders."

"Since when did you listen to Dean?!"

"Since today and today only. This will never EVER happen again."

"Ok,whatever you say." He said,laughing to himself as Roman cursed him out. Wow,they both got so... Weird when they have to listen to each other. Their damned egos are so big, they always hit their damned heads when they walk through the doorway.

They finally managed to get back to the party scene,where there was a chair dedicated for Seth's ass. The giveaway that it was for him was probably the balloons and the arrow with the writing, saying "Seth,plant your ass here!". Roman almost threw him into the chair and walked up on stage,smirking the entire time. Oh God,what was about to come out of his damned mouth?! Roman was known for not having a...filter about anything he said or thought. That could be a good thing or a bad thing,depending on the situation. From the looks of Roman's smirk and how deep it was,shit was about to be real bad.

10 people later

Well,if Seth wasn't embarrassed,then... Well you get the picture. No need to that twice right?

Roman went up there and just let anything fall out of his mouth. So much for Seth's reputation. Next his mom went up and told everyone about his gland problem he used to have. He pissed his sheets until he was 10 and they didn't know why. Soon,the people became blurred as Seth slid lower and lower in his chair,trying to conceal himself from the party. God,this was definitely not what he was expecting. Even his High school buddy, Rodney, got up there and told his one drunken story from their Senior year:

It was a Senior Week at the beach and all of his buddies went. The first night there was a humongous party going on,so of course Rollins and company went. They had to check out the scene. As soon as they walked out the cabin door, someone handed them a red Solo cup. Ten Solo cups and five shots later, Seth was sloppy drunk. He got so drunk the the went up onto the roof of their cabin,with no clothes on at that, and had on a Superman cape. He thought he was as superhero,so he jumped off,thinking he could fly. When he landed in the sand, his head hit a rock,which knocked him unconscious for a while. This is where Seth acquired the nickname, High Roller.

Seth was as red a tomato and it was about to get a hella lot worse: Dean had just waltzed onto the stage,his grin taking up his entire face.

"First off,thanks to everyone who got up here and spoke on our dear Sethie. He's so red right now,so he really appreciates it!" Laughter filled the room. Dean waited for it to die down before he started speaking again. "Well,where should I start? There's so much I could say. When I met you in FCW,something about caught my eye. Maybe it was the hair,maybe it was the adorable gap in between your teeth. Something was throwing me off and I intended to find out. I started talking to you and I found out we had so much in common. We were both I'm the indies. Wrestling was like our little getaway and it made us feel empowered. We hung out a lot more after that and became close friends. Soon,they started putting us in matches and feuds together,meaning we spent even more time together. While we were training,I noticed you seemed a bit...distracted,but I still couldn't place it. I shrugged it off and just focused on getting all the moves right. Eventually, our giant Samoan bodyguard joined FCW and you got really close with him. I'm not one to get jealous,but something just started to eat away at me when I saw you guys hanging out. I started to ignore you and,to be truthful, I was a dick to both of you. You were just trying to make new friends and branch out. I guess I was a bit jealous,but didn't want to admit it to you or to myself. Soon,they put me and Rome in storyline, forcing me to get to know the guy. Again,my dicky side came out and I would barely talk to the guy. I only started talking to him because he told me you were hurting and upset at how I was acting. I took some time and thought about everything I had done to the both of you when I went to my hotel room that night,and I called you. I apologized like 100 times trying to ask your forgiveness. It worked,but I still had to apologize to Roman. That next day,when we were training, I told him how much of a dick I'd been and how I didn't even give him a chance. He accepted my apology by taking me into his Sasquatch-like arms into what I think was a hug,but it almost killed me,so I'll never be too sure." Everyone falls out in laughter,even Seth,as Roman tries to appropriate the situation,only making it even funnier than it was.

"Thanks Rome,you made a sentimental moment absolutely hilarious! Anyway,from that day forward,we were always close. Hanging out with you again was relief because I missed sharing laughs with you and going out to party. It felt like I was a whole person again." Before he could utter the next sound,awes filled the room. "Ladies and gentleman,hold your cheers until the end. I have a surprise for our dear Sethie. Continuing on, soon,we were moved up to NXT. As excited as I was,you were in more excited. You could barely sit still in your chair as you waited for your first match. Just like a kid waiting for the drop of a roller coaster. I always smile at that moment,because that was when I realized the feelings I had for you. Just everything about you made me happy. I knew you had dated other guys,but I just figured that you and I would never work. I just pushed my feelings aside so it wouldn't get awkward between us. Everything was going great,until that one night we got drunk. Anyone who knows me knows that when I get drunk, there's nothing held back. We were drinking in our hotel room and well, I just blurted out my feelings. You,on the other hand,weren't as drunk as I was,since I started an hour earlier than you. You looked at me like I was crazy,but I was telling the truth on that one. I was extremely excited when you said you felt the same. Now I'm not gonna tell you guys how the rest of the night went,but I woke up the next morning with you in my arms,so that's all that's matters. I love waking up to you. It's hard when the person you love is gone,it makes you feel empty. My house...feels empty since I'm the only one living there. So, Seth Colby Rollins, will you make my house complete and move in with me?"

Seth suddenly turned into a Spider Monkey,as he jumped on stage,knocking Dean over in the process. He pulled him back up and hugged him as tears were,again,falling from his eyes when he looked up at Dean. Dean had tears falling down his face as well,being the emotional fool that he is. They both smiled at each other and kissed passionately,almost forgetting about the party. When they finally came up for air, they noticed that half of the room was crying with them and the other half was cheering profusely. They composed themselves enough so Seth could answer Dean's question. "Of course I will! I've been waiting for you to ask me!" He exclaimed as he jumped into Dean's arms. Dean was facing him,so Seth wrapped his arms around Dean's neck and his legs around Dean's waist. He buried his head in the crook of Dean's neck. This was the happiest moment of his life and,in his mind, he knew it was only gonna get even better from that point forward.

Funny how long it took him to get there. He had to sell or give away all of his furniture and he had to pack up all of his shit,which was a lot. It turned out that he had enough stuff in his house to completely fill twenty-five boxes to the rim. It looked like he barely had anything in his little apartment,but he was seriously wrong. Thank god he got help from Roman,Dean,and Randy,or it would've taken way longer than it already had. Two months was way too long to move,well to him at least. Well at this point, he had been in Dean's house since the beginning of July and now it was the beginning of October.

Seth pulled himself out of his thoughts and walked towards the back porch,slightly pushing open the screen door so he could poke his head out. He took a deep breath,inhaling all of the dewy,misty air from the world around him. He listened to the crickets chirping and the owls howling. It was very calming and peaceful,until he heard... Sniffling? He opened the door all the way so he could walk out. He looked over to where Dean was sitting,but he couldn't see anything except his shit brand beer. The water glistened from the intense moonlight and the bittersweet liquid on the inside of the brown bottle swirled around as the bottle moved in a circular motion.

"Dean?"

Nothing. He heard more sniffles and maybe,just maybe,a silent sob. Seth walked over to Dean and stood in front of him,blocking the moonlight from his view. He looks at Dean's face,only to find that he was the culprit of all the tears. Seth frowned,knowing that his best friend was in pain or hurting. He sat down on Deans lap,straddling him almost, so that they were face-to-face. He could see the tear streaks flowing down Dean's face.

"Babe,what's wrong?"

He received a mumble,which made him angry. He hates it when a Dean gets like this,it hurts his heart. Seth then takes it upon himself to grab Dean's face and pull it closer to his.

"Listen hear sad boy, you are gonna tell what the hell is wrong with you,right now."

"Can't you just kiss me first? We're too close not to."

"Not until you explain all of these tears."

"Ugh,fine. I just started thinking about my childhood and how bad I used to have it. Then I realized how much everything had turned around for me. I make my own money, I have true friends that'll always be by my side. I have a job where I love going to. Best of all, I have the best boyfriend in the entire world." Last part he smiled at.

"Oh, your just saying that to butter me up."

"No I'm not! I really mean it Seth!" He said,sitting up,making their lips closely brush against each other. Dean put his arms around Seth's waist and Seth put his arms around Dean's neck.

"I'll never want another than you, Seth Colby Rollins."

"Neither will I,Dean Jonathan Ambrose." He said as they pulled each other into a kiss.

What Seth didn't know,that in Dean's pocket was something that would connect them for the rest of their lives. Maybe tonight wasn't the night to give it to him,but Dean would find another way,that's for sure.