Chapter 9 - Happy
The next two days the two men found a rhythm that worked well for them. They would get up around 9 am and Dean made breakfast ("So I earn my keep around here") and around noon they would head to the gym where Roman worked out for an hour while Dean just watched ("I need to put weight on first").
Around two after a lunch somewhere on the way they came into the restaurant where Roman did some paper work while Dean studied the card or restocked the inventory.
They left at 1 am each day to head home, shower and after some talking went to bed.
On Friday they stopped by the clinic and Dean got his test results.
His hands were wet and he was nervous. He was sure he was clean but you never knew what you might have caught on the streets.
He unfolded the paper and looked at it for a while.
"What is it?" Roman asked concerned after Dean just stared at the piece of paper. He was close to biting his fingernails, something he never every did because Dean remained quiet, his expression was unreadable and Roman couldn't take it any longer at one point.
"Dean!"
Impatiently he grabbed the paper out of his hands.
Clean bill of health it stated.
When Roman looked up again he saw the smirk on Dean's face. And in the next second Dean pressed a wet smacker on Romans lips grinning all the time while doing it.
"Gotcha!" he exclaimed afterwards and walked out of the clinic bopping his head to some imaginary victory song only he could hear.
Roman watched him. Dean had little adorable quirks he came to notice like dancing suddenly. Of course Dean would deny it but then when he made breakfast or filled the salt and pepper shakers he bopped his head and shuffled his feet.
When he was deep in thought he tapped his left collar bone with his right hand and sometimes even his tongue stuck out then. It was cute but Roman didn't dare to call him out on it.
And now he had just kissed Roman and danced out of the clinic making the nurses smile as he passed them.
"You are a lunatic." Roman told him once he had caught up with him.
"Yeah but you like me for it. I mess up your neat little life and I always do what you least expect me to do and you like it."
The young chef was surprised at how accurate Dean described their relationship. It was true. Dean was always doing unexpected, unconventional things. You couldn't plan on him. His relationship with Antonio was never this interesting because Tony was uptight much like Roman and back then Roman had strongly believed that two people so similar to each other would be a perfect fit. Now after meeting Dean he wasn't so sure anymore. Maybe someone completely different was the perfect choice. Someone who could spark up his otherwise dull and boring life.
Dean's good mood lasted the whole day.
Only when Roman gave him a chef jacket Dean got quiet and his big hands travelled over the white fabric. Roman could feel the longing inside of Dean.
"I thought I would never ever get a chance to do this professional again. Thank you Roman."
They were still alone in the restaurant but Damien would be there any second so Roman decided for a quick embrace.
"Gladly." he simply said because if Dean was only half as passionate about cooking as he was Roman knew how much this meant to Dean.
Around five just after the Bella twins had showed up Damien and Roman heard music from the restaurant.
Dean was in there with the twins helping them setting up the restaurant and he would later come and work in the kitchen. When giggles joined the music Damien and Roman went to inquire.
The found Nikki and Dean dancing with each other to the tunes of Pharrell Williams Happy while Brie wiggled along the tables setting down the salt and pepper shakers.
Dean's face was completely carefree and his dance with the busty twin was flirty so that Roman felt a little pang of jealousy. But the feeling didn't last long. Dean spotted him and walked up to him grabbing his hands and trying to get him to move as well.
"I have work to do." Roman protested.
"Take five and be happy." Dean retorted and shot him a smile that made Romans knees weak and his cock hard.
He danced back to Nikki and finished their dance in an embrace once the song ended.
"Roman we want to have music while we set up in here all the time. Can we?" Nikki asked a little out of breath. Her chest heaved up and down putting her breasts on full display. Only Damien seemed to pay real attention to it as Roman and Dean shared a deep look between themselves. Brie smiled warmly when she caught the chef and sous chef staring at each other.
"Yes Roman. Give those twins some music." Dean said and wiggled his eyebrows at Nikkis cleavage.
Finally Roman gave in laughing.
"Fine. But get the work done. Dean with me in the kitchen now." Roman turned to leave and Dean struck out his tongue to his back.
"I know what you are doing." Roman warned and his four employees all shared another laugh before going back to work.
Roman gave Dean the side dishes for his first night not wanting to put too much pressure on him. But after Brie walked in for the third time telling Dean that people had complimented his dishes Roman knew that he had hired a good cook and that Dean would handle the rest of the card just fine as well.
A/N:
I urge you now to go to youtube and search "Dean Ambrose~Happy"
There are three videos by LizzyP87, I like the first version best. I hated the song before the videos, now I have always Dean on my mind when I hear it. Go check it out! Totally worth it!
That is my way to say thank you today for your reviews, follows and faves so far.