Wow! It's been 2 years since I haven't finish this story! I'm so sorry for not writing in the past 2 years. My old computer had been screwing up where I couldn't even finish up the story! Anyways, I am back! ((:

Tonight is the night Dean thought to himself. He was starting to feel sick to his stomach, he did not wanted to be around with many people that he did not know. He was not that type of person who would be in a crowd of people. He knew both Roman and his wife are expecting him to be on his best behaviour. But Dean isn't going to keep any promises that he can't keep.

"Are you ready sir? The guests will be here shortly." The butler asked who was waiting for the young man at the bedroom door. Dean didn't bother on saying anything but give the butler a simple nod. As Dean walked up to the butler, inches close his face. He noticed the butler was avoiding eye contact with him. The butler knew what young man is like but overall what he has seen of what Dean is like he does try his hardest to do what he has been told, and making sure not making the young man mad.

Dean couldn't help but let out a smirk. "You need to relax. I'm not going to hurt you ok?" The butler let out a sign of relief but looked straight into Dean's eyes when he sees him getting closer. Dean leaned forward towards the butlers ear, whispers "unless you're one of those people who act all nice then stomp on me like I am a bug. I am not a bug. I am Dean.. A human being. I swear to God, if you do I'll make sure you will quit your job and leave this house without turning back." The butler let out a gulp, looking down on the ground, seeing that he had pissed his own pants Dean looked down, watching the piss going down his leg and then onto the floor. Dean looked back up at him with a disgusted look and said quietly "you pissed yourself.."

"Dean!"

Dean looked up quickly to see Roman standing by the stairs, he did not look happy. Roman looked handsome tonight Dean thought to himself. His hair was pulled back for his face to be fully shown, his suit was all black and the tie was red. Dean caught himself checking him out sneakily, biting his bottom lip hard. "Leave Mr. Freddricks alone and come downstairs." The young man looked over at the butler, patting on his shoulder smiling warmly at him before he follows Roman downstairs. Dean sat down on the couch in the living room, cross legged, folding his hands together waiting for the guests to come. Roman watched Dean from the kitchen, worried how his behaviour will be but on how Dean is to everyone in the house he couldn't help but find the young man very handsome tonight. His sparkling blue eyes.. His hair slicked back.. The suit he was wearing.. Oh boy, did he ever looked amazing Roman thought. His thoughts went away when he sees his wife coming down the stairs in a gorgeous dress. Roman got up from sitting and walked to the end of the stairs, watching his wife. Roman smiled big at her. Dean looked over, seeing the two married couple he rolled his eyes and turned back around, looking at a small jar full of chocolates he looked back at Roman and his wife, seeing if they would notice if Dean takes a couple of the chocolates. With both Roman and his wife not looking Dean grab a small handful of chocolates, stuffing a couple of them in his jacket pocket while leaving one out for him to eat.

"You look so beautiful" Roman said, reaching his arm out for his wife to hold onto. His wife smiled sweetly up at her husband, then frowned when she heard Dean munching on the chocolates, chewing loudly. She let out a cough loud enough for the young man to hear her but instead Dean decided to ignore her and continue to show his love for chocolates by eating them. Roman walked towards the young man, sitting down beside him looking over at him. Dean gazed into the older man's eyes. "Can I help you? I'm kinda busy right now." Roman did not want to yell or cause anything for this night to get ruined so instead he gave the young man a warm smile. "How are the chocolates? Enjoying them?"

What kind of a question is that?

Dean looked back at Roman, having his eyebrows furrowed. "No. I eat them because I hate them." as he shook his head, unwrapping another chocolate from its wrapper before putting another in his mouth, looking back at the older man. "Do you enjoy watching me eat? Because right now I don't appreciate you watching me. Learn some respect man." Roman couldn't help but laughed which caused Dean to look mad even more. When Roman control his laugher he finally spoke up. "I am sorry. That is very rude so please don't take it too offensive. I want to tell you that I really hope you'll be on your best behaviour, my wife's parents is going to be here. They expect big things. Please do not do anything that will upset them, and make sure you use your manners. Please? Do it for me Dean."

Dean looked straight into Roman's eyes, giving him a huge grin where his dimples are shown. "Dont worry boss. You told me this before so I get the picture." Does he really? Roman thought. The younger man looked down at his hand, fondling the last chocolate before looking back at Roman, reaching for the older man's hand, placing the chocolate in his hand then closing his hand, covering the chocolate. Dean grabbed onto Roman's wrist, moving it up to his lips giving the knuckles a soft kiss on it before placing it back down, getting himself off the couch, leaving the room.

A couple hours laters...

The house was full of guests where no matter where you go there's always someone there. Dean did not like it one bit, all that food he ate was making him tired. He wanted to go upstairs and sleep but he couldn't he didn't want to sit by the table full of other older men who are good friends of Roman's and what they were talking about did not interest the young man at all. With everyone talking, not paying too much attention to Dean the young man slowly made his foot across from Roman's who was sitting across from him, playing footsies. Roman noticed the touch on his leg, looking down underneath the table seeing a foot on his, slowly making up a little bit. Roman cheeks went red, looked around to see if anyone would notice then focused on his attention to Dean who had biggest cheeky grin on his face.

"Dean.." Roman whispered, making sure no one would hear him.

The young man's foot made it to Roman's inner thigh, slowly rubs his foot on the area. Roman never felt this way before. He liked it but he knew he shouldn't. His feelings was an electric shock rushing in his body while fireworks are going off. He wanted for the younger man to stop but a huge part of him doesn't want him to stop. "Dean.. Stop it. Please. We have guests here and I don't want nobody to see this." The younger man has his bottom lip in his mouth, shaking his head. Now Roman was getting furious.

Roman sat up quickly, pushing the chair in before walking into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror, breathing heavily. Did that just happen? Roman thought. He turned on the sink, opening his hands up, folded allowing the cold water pour onto his hands before splashing the cold water on his face.

The older man has been in the bathroom for the past twenty minutes. He did not know what to do. He sat on the toilet, having his head down trying to think of what to say to Dean. What to say to his wife. Maybe he should keep it a secret from his wife and focus on why did Dean do what he did.

Until nex time..

A/N: And there you have it! Chapter 4 is finish! Please leave your reviews on what you think will happen in Chapter 5. What will Roman say to Dean?