What's Wrong With You?

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Roman made his way out of the arena and walked towards the parking area, still crying. He kept walking until he heard a familiar voice calling out his name from behind. He turned back to find Dean standing at a distance behind him, gasping for air and staring back at him. This clearly meant that Dean had been running after Roman following him into the parking area.

Roman swallowed hard, feeling heavier at his throat whereas Dean, as he could no longer see Roman in tears, went running towards Roman. He wrapped both his arms around Roman, hugging him and immediately covered Roman's mouth in his with a big kiss. Roman pushed his lips against Dean's, kissing him back eagerly. He went on weeping throughout the whole kiss which made him feel like his tear glands must have been broken. Dean could feel the pressure of Roman's lips over his and could sense how upset and heartbroken Roman was at that moment. Roman kissed Dean real hard on his lips, crying, whereas Dean pressed himself against Roman's body, hugging him as tight as he possibly could.

After they had kissed each other for a long time, they still didn't separate as they ended up hugging each other for real long. Dean rubbed Roman's back soothing him as they hugged. "That's okay. I know how you're feeling at the moment. You did well, really well and it really doesn't matter who the winner of the match is as you've proved everyone what you're capable of. You've fought till the end without giving up and I'm really proud of you for that. The whole world is proud of you."

Roman nodded and sniffed hard. "Thanks Dean. Thanks for being there for me whenever I need you. Can... Can we go back to the hotel? Please?"

"Yes." replied Dean patting Roman's back. "Let's get going."

Dean had his arm wrapped around Roman's waist while they walked towards the car. Dean wanted to comfort Roman in every possible manner. It took them a while to reach the hotel by car and Dean was the one driving. They walked into the hotel together and stopped at the door to Dean's room.

"Thanks again for comforting me, Dean." said Roman in a whisper as they stood by the door. "Good night."

As Roman was about to walk in the direction of his own room, Dean grabbed Roman by his wrist. "Hey, where are you going?" asked Dean.

"To my room... -" answered Roman confusingly but Dean cut him off saying, "I swear I'll kill you, Roman. Get inside my room."

"But... But, we aren't supposed to!" stuttered Roman as Dean was dragging him into his room and he was halfway in.

"Roman, is it that important? I can't let you alone when you're like this. Come on in." said Dean and Roman finally entered into Dean's room. He really wanted to be with Dean at that moment as Dean had been comforting him and he wanted to be comforted further.

Dean let Roman take a shower in the bathroom and also helped him wash his back. At that time, both of them realized that it had been months since they have taken shower together. Roman felt soothed by the continuous movements of Dean's hand all over his back.

After they had taken shower together, they walked out of the bathroom. They got changed to their night clothes and got into the bed quickly, huddling up inside the blanket. "I still have to tell you what happened at the backstage arena. But, can I get a hug first?" asked Roman in a faint voice.

"Oh, yeah. Sure," said Dean slowly spreading out his arms whereas Roman went closer to Dean and snuggled into the warm space between both Dean's arms. Roman then narrated Dean his whole conversation with Seth that took place a while ago at the stadium.

Dean, after listening to everything that Roman narrated to him, said, "What!? I'm gonna go slap him tomorrow. Now that he's alone, he's living rather than surviving? Fine! Let The Authority use him further and then betray him. He'll remember us eventually. And did he again tell you that we took him for granted?"