Nothing like him

Part 5

I woke up the next morning to my head on Dean's chest. He had his arm wrapped around my waist and he held me close to him. He was warm and cozy. I looked up at him while he slept so peacefully. I smiled a bit while looking at him. I couldn't tear my eyes away, he was too adorable. It reminded me about how things were before we broke up.
"Can I help you ma'am?" He said with a smirk. I giggled and continued to look at him.
"Sorry, just having deja vu". I giggled and tried to squirm out of his arms but his grip on my waist tightened. I looked back at him and he looked at me with a serious face.
"We have to talk about what happened last night" he said, his voice deep. It scared me, he looked too serious.
"We're both fully dressed, I don't think we have to talk" I said with a giggle, trying to lighten the mood, but he was not having it.
"Mariana, I'm serious" He sat up and leaned against my headboard letting go of my waist. I sat next to him and looked at him concerned. "Last night when you were asleep in the room at my house, I saw a guy walk in". He avoided eye contact. "He was in there for a while before I came in. When I walked in the room I saw you sleeping on the bed and the guy fighting with your belt, trying to take it off" he finally looked at me with a sorry face.
I didn't know what to say, or think.
"I immediately pulled him off and threw him on the floor and just started hitting and kicking him. Then I woke you up and took you home", he finished. I looked down at my hand at a loss of words. What could I possibly say to that?
Dean saved me from the bad things that guy could have done to me. He saved me from being taken advantage of. I looked at Dean and tears filled my eyes. He looked at me as if he was waiting for me to burst into tears and start bawling my eyes out. I never thought of Dean to be the type of guy to do that for someone unless it was his sister. I gently placed my hand on his cheek and looked him in the eyes with a soft smile.
"Thank you Dean" I said softly. He placed his hand on mine and smiled back at me.
"I'm here for you Mia," He said. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, he slid his hands around my waist, pulling me into him again. I felt safe and comfortable.

A while later, I got out of the shower and got ready to lounge around my home. Dean stayed around too. He ordered some breakfast and we sat and ate together.
"So what's new with you?" I asked. "We've only really been talking about me and my shit tell me what's up with you lately" I tilted my head a bit.
"Well.." he started, he thought about it for a bit. "I got a job as a marine engineer. I want to move out soon, I feel kinda bad because I don't wanna leave my sister but she says she's moving soon. And uh..." he looked down at his food and his face kind of dropped. "Yeah that's pretty much it".
"I don't think that's it Dean" I looked at him. "Talk to me" I turned my seat to face him so he had my undivided attention. He looked at me and laughed a bit.
"No, because It's gonna sound pitiful, and I don't do that pity shit" he smiled at me.
"I'm not gonna pity you, that's gross" I said with a disgusted expression on my face. I laughed a bit. "Just tell me".
"Or what?" he smirked.
"Or you're grounded, I'll take your phone away" I gave him a playful mom look. He turned his chair to face me.
"Fine" he rolled his eyes. "So uh..." he hesitated but still tried to speak up...

Dean's POV:
I've been really alone lately. I kind of started pushing everyone away because with work, house hunting and all the added stress from my family I don't really have time to socialize with people. The party at my house was supposed to be my let loose moment but when I saw that guy go into the room Mia was asleep in, my overprotectiveness took over.
I started feeling for everyone else more than myself. I push my emotions to the side and just try to ignore them for as long as possible. Nobody can or will understand and honestly, they don't need to.
I sometimes just wish I had someone who would care about me and put me first, but also I don't want that kind of attention towards me. I mean there are people dying in the world and I want attention, sounds a little fucking selfish don't you think?
When Mia and I were dating she forced me to talk about my emotions, kinda like what she was doing right now. It was nice to know someone cared, even though I wouldn't always want to talk about it, and she was ok with that. Around the end of our relationship was when I started getting really overwhelmed with my emotions and would just shut down. I'd play video games for hours and barely talk to her. That's why she broke up with me, I wasn't good enough for her.
And now she's dating a guy who's more horny for his work than he is for her. I hate Bryan. He just doesn't take the time to give Mia the attention that she needs. He's a dick. But Mia loves him so I can't say anything.

Mariana's POV:
Once Dean finished opening up to me about his current emotional status I knew it was my time to try and help. I always put other people first. If a person came to talk to me about their whole life story, I'm all ears for them. I'm only like this because I know how much It could help. I needed a person like this.
I placed a hand on Dean's shoulder and looked at him in the eyes. "How can I help?" I said. He then placed his hand on my shoulder and looked me back in the eyes.
"You don't. I don't need help. I deal with my shit like a man. No therapists, counsellors, or a close person's assistance. I'm okay with it, I promise" he said before letting go of me and turning his chair back to his food. He started eating again like what he just said was going to pass with me. When is he gonna learn that him telling me to not help makes me wanna help 10 times more?