Obliviously Existing

Dean's POV

It was the next day. Sunday morning. We were in Nevada and everyone was getting ready for RAW tomorrow. When I departed from Roman, Renee and I returned to our house down in Las Vegas.

I asked Roman to call or text me about where he ended up, because as much as he was a grown man and didn't want me to worry, I always would.

He texted last night, and said he ended up staying with the Usos and Naomi at a hotel near the arena.

I told Renee everything about Roman and Seth, and she agreed to attempting to help me make Roman feel better.

She was the only person besides Randy and I who knew about them, and I knew she wanted the best for Roman, whether he was hurting or not. She had truly bonded with both Seth and him ever since we made it official.

We finally met the arena for tonight's show, and as I walked in, I still couldn't believe that Seth cheated on Roman.

Roman was crazy about him, and I just didn't understand. I was just as in denial as Roman.

When Renee and I finally reached my locker room, we threw our luggage inside and I kissed her goodbye. I told her to stay in there, and that I would be back soon to help her unpack.

As much as I wanted to take Roman's side, I knew there were two sides to every story, so I decided it would be best if I confronted Seth right off the bat.

I made my way to Seth's locker room, eager to hear what he had to say about the situation. However, catering always came before the locker rooms.

And it didn't matter which arena you were in, the way you went, or what shortcut you took. 

One of Seth's favorite places to be was catering, and lo and behold, he was at the catering area getting coffee when I finally had a clear view of it.

It was such a coincidence that I ran into him. I just stood there watching him, thinking about every single memory spent with my brothers that was slowly disintegrating.

I felt two tears slowly roll down my face, and quickly wiped them away, as I began approaching him.

He continued stirring his coffee, but after doing a double-take, he stopped once he saw I was the person next to him.

"Dean...woah...were you crying?" Seth asked worriedly, immediately giving me his undivided attention after realizing that my eyes were wet.

"No..." I uttered half-lying, "but Roman was last night."

Seth gasped, growing upset.

"Roman was crying?" he questioned, pouting before looking down with guilt.

I nodded, still managing to look him right in his eyes.

"Yeah...and it's all your fault. You just kissed him goodbye!" I let out viciously.

Seth looked up and into my eyes again, clearly wounded by my words. He rubbed the back of his neck, nervous under my glare.

"Literally..."

Rubbed the wrong way by his response, I furrowed my eyebrows. "Excuse me?"

"We uh...we shared one last kiss," Seth whispered as he choked on his words.

I grew serious, and just looked blankly at him after his confession. I decided not giving him the reaction he hoped for was the best decision, so I masked my feelings.

I'm pretty sure he caught on to what I was doing, as he began speaking again to somewhat rectify the situation.

"Look Dean...please...don't hate me. I already know he told you everything that happened...and I just...I don't even know what to say," he paused, as it was clear he was battling with himself for the right words.