What's Wrong With You?

-36-

So sorry for updating late! This chapter has a warm ending. Hope you enjoy it:)

Later that day, Roman and Dean were at Dublin, Ireland for their event at WWE Live. An hour before their event, Roman and Dean were inside the empty locker room getting prepared for their match. Dean stood in front of Roman keeping his guards up whereas Roman tried to practice the upper and mid punches, everytime connecting his fists to either of Dean's palms. Dean, as he helped Roman practice, observed him and found him to be looking at somewhere downwards.

"Rom," Dean clicked his tongue, dropping down his guard. "Where are you looking at? Focus, babe."

Roman released a sigh as he found out Dean had caught him absent minded. "I'm sorry, I'll try again. Guards up."

Dean placed his hand over Roman's shoulder gently. "Even I'm worried about Seth, okay? Didn't Nick just inform us about him waking up and falling asleep once again? Seth will soon be fine, Roman!"

"I know, Dean. I'm not worried whether he's fine or not as he was fully awake a few hours ago. So he'll be fine. I think... our decision of coming here was very wrong. We shouldn't have joined the world tour and stayed with Seth at the hospital instead, no matter whatsoever circumstances our boss would've put before us for not listening to him. How could we even think of being away at work when Seth's like this? And Seth isn't a nobody for us. He's... one of us. He's our beloved Sethie. What will he think of us now, when we're away at work while he's suffering? He cares for us more than anything, or else he wouldn't have risked his own life and career, putting you first."

Dean listened to Roman quietly, fixing his gaze on him. "Look, Roman. I know but, we're in Ireland already and we can't go back to America now. I admit it's not a good thing that we're here instead of comforting Seth at the hospital. In fact, I'm the reason why he's injured so we should of been there with him... But what I now think is that it doesn't actually matter what he's gonna think of us. All that matters to me is whether he's fine or not. It's up to him whether he'd think of us as good guys or bad. We can't do nothing about it." said Dean, in a calm voice.

"We absolutely can't do nothing about it." echoed Roman, shaking his head.

"Whether he's fine or not is what we can worry about. And what he would think of us is up to him. To be very honest, Roman, I can't help but appreciate your idea of sending our old manager to the hospital in order to take care of Seth. I'm pretty glad Seth wouldn't be lonely and he would have someone to look after him."

"He was the best person I could think of, Dean. Our former manager is with him, and that's what makes me a bit relieved." said Roman and walked towards his locker. Dean stared at Roman's direction as Roman he opened his locker, took his phone out of his backpack and started to do something on it.

"Dean, Dean, Dean! Look at this!" gasped Roman all of a sudden, eyeing his phone up with excitement.

"What's it?" said Dean confusingly, walking towards Roman. He peered into the screen of Roman's phone and found Seth's Twitter account to be displaying on it and the recent tweet in his tweets column said, "Thanks. Shall we have a beer @WWERomanReigns and @TheDeanAmbrose?"

"Wh... What does he mean? Is he trying to say thanks? Or is he sarcastically thanking us for what he has been going through since last night?" asked Dean, tilting his head.

Roman read the tweet carefully again and again. "If that was the case, he would only have mentioned you. Not the two of us. And Dean, he can't blame you. You didn't drag him into Kane's way. He did it by himself. I guess our manager might have told him about all that we did for him last night."