Chapter 15

" Dean!"

The shrill sound of Seth's voice snapped Dean out of his reprieve as he leaned against the closed door. Seth was awake and from the sound of his voice he sounded as if he was frightened.

" I'm coming Seth." Dean yelled back as he rushed to Seth's bedroom.

As he entered he flicked on the bedroom light. Seth was sitting up in the middle of the bed with the blanket at his waist looking frantically around the room.

" I'm here Seth." Dean sat on the bed and placed a comforting arm around Seth's waist. " What's wrong?"

Seth looked at him accusingly. " I told you not to leave me. Where did you go?"

" When I got up I was hungry so I made myself a sandwich." Dean explained. " Then Roman came by."

Seth immediately perked up. " Romie came by?"

" Yeah he wanted to see you. He wanted to know why you hadn't returned any of his texts."

Seth started to nervously pick at his fingernails. " What did you say?"

" I told him that you were sick." Dean used his other hand to push Seth's hair off his face. " He just looked at you and then came back out."

" Romie saw me?" Dean could hear the fear in Seth's voice.

" Yes but the room was dark so I don't think that he saw anything."

Seth looked relieved. " That's good."

" So why were you yelling for me?"

Seth rested his forehead against Dean's shoulder. " I was dreaming that Dae was chasing me and I couldn't escape. I wanted you to help me but you weren't there." He confessed. " It was just a stupid dream."

And yet I feel like apologizing, Dean mused. He pulled Seth gently away from his shoulder and kissed his forehead. " I'm sorry baby boy. I'm here as long as you want." He rocked Seth gently back and forth in his arms. His ordeal with Damien was already having traumatic side effects on Seth's psyche. " Are you going to be okay?"

Seth nodded and looked up at Dean meekly. " Can you stay with me tonight?"

Dean was a bit surprised by Seth's request but considering everything that he had been through in the last twenty four hours it wasn't that unusual. " Sure Seth."

Seth gave him a small smile and pecked his lips. " Thanks."

Dean could feel the tension growing between them and notice Seth's eyes focusing on his lips. He was tempted to close the gap and kiss Seth deeply. But instead he pulled away. " Just let me go take a shower and I'll join you."

Seth nodded. He watched as Dean headed out of the room and began to wonder why he always wanted to kiss Dean whenever he was close to him.

Dean walked back into Seth's bedroom clad in a pair of grey gym shorts fifteen minutes later. Seth found himself automatically wishing that Dean was going to sleep in the nude as he normally did. He turned his face slightly so that Dean wouldn't see him blush at his thoughts.

Dean turned off the light and then crawled into the bed in the darkness. He lifted up one end of the blanket and slid underneath it. Seth immediately cuddled up to Dean and the latter's arms were around him. " Just get some rest," Dean told him. " I'll be here."

When Dean awoke the following morning, Seth was sitting up in the bed staring at the cellphone that he was holding.

" Hi," Dean said as he sat up in the bed. The sheet slipping down to his waist.

" Hi." Seth muttered. The swelling under his eye had gone down but it was still quite noticeable. An ugly cresent moon shape bruise had formed underneath his eye. The bruise on his ribs had turned to a dark black and blue mark that marred the otherwise flawless skin.

" What's wrong?" Dean noticed that Seth kept staring at the phone and biting his bottom lip.

" Nothing." Seth shook his head. " It's just that Romie sent me a get well text and I don't know what to say." Seth looked absolutely miserable as his fingers hovered over the screen.

" Seth, you need to come clean with him." Dean moved closer to him and placed an arm around Seth's shoulder. " Come on. You can't hide this forever."

" But what if he gets mad at me?" Seth looked at Dean, his eyelashes already wet. " What if he leaves me?"

Dean rubbed his shoulder. " I don't think he's going to leave you Seth. He cares about you."

" So did Dae," Seth huffed. " And look at how far that got me."

Dean groaned. " Seth stop it. You know that Roman isn't Damien. So I'm not going to entertain that one. Look at me." Dean grabbed Seth's chin and turned his face towards his. " You need to tell Roman what Damien did. Yes you told a lie about it being over between you two but the bigger picture is that he hurt you. If you were my boyfriend I would want to know. I'm sure that Roman would be even more upset if you tried to keep it any longer from him."

Seth's big brown eyes wavered from his. " Seth." He met Dean's gaze once more. " I know it's hard but you need to tell him."

Seth looked down at his lap. " I'm so scared Dean." He confessed.

Dean rubbed his back sympathetically. " You really have serious feelings for Rome, huh?"

Seth nodded as a tear fell on his lap. It was quickly absorbed by the blanket.

Dean embraced Seth from behind, resting his chin on Seth's shoulder. " Hey, it's going to be fine."

Seth wiped his eye with the back of his hand. " Would you come with me?"

" How do you mean?"

" Come with me when I tell Roman." Seth looked at him and he could see the hurt in the dark brown eyes.

" Okay I'll come. But you have to do the talking."

Seth smiled at him. " Thank you."

Dean leaned in and kissed Seth's cheek. " Don't mention it." He pulled away from Seth and ruffled his hair before getting out of the bed. " C'mon. Let's go and get some breakfast."

" Come on Seth. Quit stalling." Dean waited by the front door with his hand on the doorknob. " Roman has been home for almost half an hour."

Seth walked slowly towards him. He was dressed in blue jeans and a body hugging green t-shirt. He had his hair pulled back. The bruise standing out noticeably on his face. He stopped in front of Dean staring at the ground. Dean took Seth's left hand, tugging him gently against him.

" It's going to be fine." Seth looked at him doubtfully. " I promise baby boy. I'm going to be there with you."

Seth sighed softly. Even though his heart was beating hard against his chest, he knew that he had to go through with it. " Okay. I'm ready."

Dean stroked Seth's hand with his thumb and then opened the door. They made their way down to Roman's apartment with Dean leading the way. When he got in front of Roman's door he pushed Seth in front of him.

" Knock." He commanded.

Seth raised his fist and knocked timidly on the door.

" He's never going to hear that." Dean stepped forward and rapped his knuckles loudly against the door.

Seth fidgeted with the hem of his t-shirt while the seconds nervously ticked by.

Finally, they heard the sound of the door being unlocked, the doorknob turning and the door being pulled open.

" Hi guys." Roman greeted them in a just a pair of royal blue gym shorts.

Dean took the opportunity to admire Roman's wide and well sculpted chest.

Roman looked from Seth to Dean and then back at Seth. " What's going on guys?"

He rested his thumb on Seth's bearded chin with his index finger underneath. " Seth?" He tilted his boyfriend's face up. " What the fuck?" He looked frantically between the two of them. " How the hell did this happen?"

He pulled Seth inside and Dean followed, trailing behind.

" Did you hurt yourself while you were sick baby?" Roman was holding Seth's hand tightly, his eyes wide searching for an explanation.

Seth shook his head. " No." He said softly.

" Then what happened?" Roman's brows knitted into a frown. " Did you two get into a fight?" He narrowed his eyes at Dean. " Did you hit Seth?"

" What?" Dean could hardly believe that Roman could ask him such a thing. " No. He came home like that."

" Home from where? Wasn't he sick all day?" Roman was clearly confused. He tugged Seth's hand so that he looked at him. " What's going on baby?"

Seth took a deep breath and blurted everything out. "I didn't break up with Damien when I told you that I did. I did break up with him on Sunday and he got angry and he hit me." Seth saw Roman staring at him in disbelief and what he perceived to be disgust. " I'm really sorry Romie. I didn't mean to lie to you but I thought Damien needed me at the time and I couldn't do it then. I know I should've told you the truth but I was scared and I really wanted to be with you. Please don't be mad at me."

Roman dropped Seth's hand and stared at the floor. Dean could see Seth staring at the long dark haired man anxiously. Even Dean was starting to doubt if he was correct about Roman's reaction. " Seth," he finally said. " I'll be honest with you. I'm disappointed that you felt the need to lie to me." Seth's face fell and his bottom lip started to tremble. He could feel Roman about to break up with him.

" But baby," he took Seth's hand again. " I feel even worse that you felt that you couldn't come to me straight out with the truth. Why is that?"

A tear slipped down Seth's cheek. " Because I thought that you were going to leave me. I didn't want to lose you Romie."

" Seth." Roman said gently and pulled the younger man against his chest. He placed his arms around Seth. " I'm not going to leave you." He squeezed his torso lightly with his arms but he felt Seth wince and move away from his touch. " Baby, are you okay?"

Seth looked back at Dean who nodded his head. " Show him."

He grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it up to his chest.

" Holy shit! He did that to you?" Roman gingerly touched the bruise on Seth's ribs. " I'm going to break that fucker's face in. By the time I'm done with him he's going to need a new face."

" No Romie, please." Seth pleaded. " He's extremely well connected. I don't want anything to happen to you." He let go of his shirt and allowed it to fall back down. He wrapped his arms around Roman's neck. " I shouldn't have lied to you in the first place."

Roman made sure to place his arms around Seth's lower back avoiding his ribcage. " Seth I understand that you were scared but you should know by now that you can come to me with anything." He brushed his lips against Seth's. " Okay?"

Seth smiled and nodded. " Okay." He pressed his lips against Roman's . The kiss was slow and gentle but Dean could tell that there were strong feelings between them. He suddenly felt awkward and out of place. He saw Seth angling his head to deepen the kiss. Roman and Seth obviously belonged together and he was nothing more than a distraction to either of them. The kisses that he had shared with both of them was nothing more than physical trysts that were in the heat of the moment.

When Roman pulled Seth against him while the kiss continued, Dean had seen enough. He had no place there. He quietly left the apartment with a heavy lump in his chest and his feelings for both men being shattered each time he pictured them kissing.

" Well I haven't seen you doing this in a long time."

The cigarette smoke quickly dissapated into the night sky as Dean took a long drag on the white stick. He was leaning against the building with his head resting upon the bricks looking up at the heavens. His shift had finished over half an hour ago but he didn't feel like going home just yet. He couldn't shake the image of Seth and Roman kissing earlier this evening from his head. He was hoping that smoking would distract him or not make him feel so bad about it but so far nothing.

He stubbed the cigarette against the wall and then flicked it on the ground. " Yeah well I haven't needed it in a long time."

" Is something troubling you?" Drew looked a bit concerned. It wasn't normal for Ambrose to be so silent.

He pushed off the wall and dugged his hands into his front jeans pockets. " You were right."

Drew tilted his head in confusion. " About what?"

" Seth and Roman. They were just using me." Dean's blue eyes flickered up to Drew's and then back down to the ground.

" Oh Dean." He took Dean's right hand between his hands and rubbed it. " I'm sorry."

" Don't be. It's my own damn fault anyway for thinking that it had meant anything more." Dean turned to leave but Drew held on to his hand.

He raised an eyebrow at Drew who then pulled him back in front of him. " Come home with me."

" Drew I ..."

The blond haired Scotsman softly kissed Dean's neck. " Come on. You need this."

Dean shooked his head. " No Drew. I can't keep on doing this to you."

" I want you to," Drew countered. He planted a quick kiss on Dean's lips. " I want you to."

Dean could see that Drew was being sincere plus he didn't want to go home to the place where Seth and Roman had both kissed him less than twenty four hours before ending back up in each other's arms. " Fine."

Dean followed Drew's Jeep down the Pacific Coast Highway. He ended up in a nice neighbourhood about fifteen minutes away from where he lived. Drew lived in a bungalow on what looked like a nice tree lined street at night. He parked behind the Jeep on the driveway and followed Drew up to the house. Drew unlocked the door and stepped inside. He turned on the light switch on the wall. " Welcome to my home."

Dean stepped inside and Drew closed and locked the door behind him. Drew's living room was nicely decorated in navy blue and white with a large bowl of shells in a glass bowl on the coffee table. Little hints of nautical memorabilia adorned the room. Dean decided that he quite liked it.

" Nice place."

Drew smiled. " Thank you."

Dean came closer to Drew and grabbed the long ponytail, wrapping it around his fist and pulling Drew hard against him. He kissed Drew hard and then forced his tongue between the surprised lips. However, Drew quickly recovered and matched Dean's movements. Their tongues plundering each other's mouths right in the middle of his living room. He could taste the reminants of the cigarette on Dean's lips and that made Drew suck on those lips even harder causing his coworker to moan into his mouth.

Drew pulled away from the heated kiss and grabbed Dean's hand to pull him down a corridor. " This way to the bedroom."

His bedroom had a similar colour palette as the living room but none of that matter to Dean who was busy taking off his shoes and socks. Drew was doing the same thing when Dean cupped his face and kissed him hard. " Take off all of your clothes."

While Drew discarded his clothing, Dean did the same thing as well. When they were both naked with their erections sticking straight up. Dean reached behind Drew's head and pulled off the hair tie allowing the lovely long straight blond hair to fall freely down Drew's back. His hands slid down to Drew's ass, palming the rounded firm muscle. He then pushed Drew's hips against his so that their cocks touched each other invoking the most delicious sensation. Dean licked and sucked where the base of Drew's neck met his collarbone. He loved hearing the soft moans that they elicited right above his ear.

" I'm taking you tonight Drew." He raised his head to look at Drew's face and all he saw was compliance.

He pushed Drew against the bed, who understood what Dean wanted and moved up to the middle of the bed spreading his legs. Drew was definitely a beautiful sight lying like that on the bed waiting for Dean to take him. He laid on top of Drew between his legs so that their cocks rubbed together once more. He kissed Drew deeply as he slowly gyrated his hips against Drew's loving the feeling of their cocks rubbing. He lips moved down to Drew's chest attacking his pecs and then a hard pink nipple. His tongue swirling around it and his teeth edging it. Drew's cock smacking against Dean's as he bucked his hips repeatedly as Dean continued to work on his sensitive nipples.

Dean's lips and tongue were moving all over his body in a haphazard pattern. Drew wanted to explore Dean's body as well but he knew that tonight it was all about Dean releasing his frustrations. Hopefully he would get his chance some other time. Drew hissed loudly when Dean's lips came in contact with his cock. Dean pressed his tongue flat against the shaft and licked it slowly from the base to the tip. He sucked the pretty pink head into his mouth swirling his velvet tongue around it tasting Drew's precum. Dean moaned as he sucked more of Drew into his mouth. Drew's cock tasted good. Dean sucked and licked it hard making sure to coat the entire length with his saliva. Dean then moved his mouth down lower to suck Drew's shaved balls into his mouth one by one. He licked Drew's inner thigh which earned a loud expletive from the Scotsman. Dean grinned and nipped the delicate flesh.

" Fuck Dean. Stop teasing me like that."

Dean did it again. This time sucking on the sensitive flesh right next to Drew's balls. Drew bucked his hips hard and Dean chuckled. He loved how responsive Drew was. He moved over Drew once more and explored his mouth with his tongue. Dean's own cock was hard and heavy and wanted in on the action.

" Do you have any lube?" Dean asked as the tip of his tongue traced over Drew's lips. Drew's left hand frantically pawed at the bedside table pulling the drawer open. He reached in and took out a small bottle and handed it to Dean. He also took out a condom and handed it to him as well. Dean squirted some of the cool gel on his fingers. He pressed his index finger against Drew's entrance and pushed inside. His finger was immediately enveloped by the tight heat.

" Mmm. This is a nice ass." Dean sucked on Drew's bottom lip. " I'm going to enjoy fucking this." He pushed another finger inside of Drew stretching him. " I'm going to ram my cock so hard into you that you're going to taste it in the back of your throat."

" Then stop talking and get to it." Drew challenged.

Dean playfully bit Drew's lips and then pushed his knees up to his chest. Drew's entrance was exposed beautifully to him. He ripped open the condom wrapper with his teeth and then rolled it on to his cock. He then applied lube liberally to his shaft. He hovered over the gorgeous man beneath him and pushed in. He moved slowly as he watched Drew's face contort with the stretching sensation as his body received Dean's cock. He tugged on Drew's hair and he opened his eyes looking up at Dean. He covered Drew's pretty mouth with his as he pushed his length all the way into him. When he was fully in he broke the kiss and gasped for air. He then pushed his hands against Drew's shins keeping his legs against his chest. He then pulled almost all the way out and plunged back in to Drew's tight heat.

" Dean..." His name fell from Drew's lips covered in a thick Scottish accent. Drew's eyes were squeezed shut as Dean started to pound him. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh resounded through the room. Drew's ass was gripping his cock beautifully and Dean felt his tension being release with every stroke. Drew's hard cock bobbed up and down at every push hitting his flat stomach. Dean palmed the hot flesh and started to stroke it in time with his thrusts. Precum leaked down his fingers as Drew moaned something unintelligible in his native Scottish tongue.

He pressed his body against Drew's and kissed him messily on the lips. When he pulled back he stopped his thrusts, keeping his dick lodged in Drew's ass and kissed the tip of Drew's dick swirling his tongue over it.

" Oh fuck!" The Scottish accent in full force. Dean feeling encourage sucked the cockhead into his mouth. He could hear Drew moaning loudly and his hands tangling up in the auburn locks. He laved his tongue over Drew's cock once more before pulling off with a sucking pop. He started back fucking Drew smirking as he watched Drew's face flush bright red. His silky blond hair fanned out behind him with some of the strands sticking to his chest.

" Dean... that's it... bloody hell!" Drew balled up the bedsheets underneath his palms. His cum splurting from his cock in long white ropes. Some of it hitting Dean's torso but most of it landing on his own stomach.

Watching Drew cum like that was such a hot visual and adding in the tightening of Drew's ass around Dean's cock, he felt his cock throbbing. His fingertips digging into Drew's musular thighs. He threw his head back and moaned hard as he felt all of his frustrations explode into the condom. He gulped in huge breaths of air to calm his racing heart. He withdrew from Drew and their eyes locked.

" Why do you let me do this to you?" He asked as he rolled the condom off.

" Because it's you doing it to me."

" Hi," Seth greeted Dean as he walked into the kitchen the following morning. Seth was sitting at the bar in blue briefs poking at his phone.

" Hi." Dean picked up the coffee pot and was surprised to find it washed and clean. " Seth, couldn't you have left some coffee for me?"

Seth glanced up at him and then back down at his phone. " Dean, it's almost midday. I didn't think that you would want coffee at this time."

" Oh fuck!" Dean's eyes opened wide. " Is it that late already? I must have really slept hard when I came home. Shit." Dean rushed out of the kitchen.

Seth looked at him mildly amused and followed Dean into his bedroom where he was grabbing his bath towel. " What's wrong?"

" I'm suppose to meet a friend of mine for lunch today. He's picking me up in half an hour." Dean rushed past Seth to his bathroom.

" What's his name?" Seth asked as he watched Dean hook his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts.

Dean suddenly remembered that he had an audience and he didn't want to be naked in front of Seth. " His name's Drew." He pushed the doorknob to close the door. " Now if you'll excuse me, I need to take a shower."

Seth was sitting on the couch watching some television when he heard a knock at the door. It was probably Dean's friend he mused as he got up off the couch and headed to the door. To Seth's great surprise on the other side stood a tall, well built man in a green henley shirt and blue jeans. He had long silky blond hair spilling over one shoulder and a cleverly handsome face.

" Hello," a deep voice greeted him with an accent that Seth could only place as somewhat British. " I'm Drew. I'm here to see Dean."

Seth didn't respond but instead took a good long look at Drew starting from his shoes right up to his forehead. Drew noticed Seth's jaw tightening and his brown eyes looked decidely unfriendly as he looked at him. Drew took in Seth as well standing there in just a pair of blue briefs. He was certainly very attractive with a great body. He noticed a small bruise under his left eye but it didn't take away from the handsomeness of his face. He could see why Dean was smitten by him.

" I'll let Dean know that you are here." Seth's voice was curt and unfriendly. Instead of inviting him in, Seth closed the door in Drew's face leaving him outside.

" I don't like him," Seth said as he walked into Dean's room as he was pulling a t-shirt over his head.

Dean pulled down the hem of the shirt to straighten it out. " Who?"

" That Drew guy."

" Oh fuck. He's here already?" Dean moved quickly around his room grabbing his hair brush and running a few quick swipes through his auburn locks.

" Why don't you like him?" Dean asked as he decided on which pair of sneakers to wear.

" I don't know. He just rubs me the wrong way." Seth stood with his arms folded as he watched Dean pull out a white and blue pair.

" Uh huh." Dean didn't seem too impressed by Seth's reasoning as he slipped on his shoes and laced them up.

" So how come you've never taken me to lunch?" Seth asked as he followed Dean out of his bedroom.

Dean looked at him increduously. " Why the hell would I take you to lunch?"

" Well we're friends and if Drew is just a friend I don't see why we can't go to lunch." Seth reasoned.

" I'm not taking you anywhere Seth. You have a boyfriend for that." Dean paused in the living room and looked around. " Well, where is he?"

" Oh he's outside."

" Seth! You left him outside? Why didn't you invite him in?" Dean wondered what the hell Seth was thinking sometimes.

" As I said, I don't like him." Seth shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't see what the big deal was.

" Well you don't have to like him Seth. Just be polite to him." Dean said as he made his way to the door.

Seth pouted. " I don't want to."

" Seth you're impossible to deal with sometimes." Dean reached for the doorknob. " Drew's a great guy. Just give him a chance."

" No thank you." Seth responded snobbily.

" Look I don't know what your problem is but I like Drew so it really doesn't matter what you think." Dean spoke as the final word on the matter as he turned the doorknob. Seth would just have to get over whatever it was about Drew that he didn't like.

A/N: Now the shoe's on the other foot.