You're not alone

You're not alone Ambrollins (one-shot)

Dean sat alone in his hotel room, staring at the ceiling. it was just one of those nights where he felt completely alone and unwanted. It wasn't unusual, he always felt like this. Dean was recently diagnosed with severe depression. Honestly, it didn't shock him one bit. He knew something was wrong with him. Hell, everything was wrong with him. Dean sighed as he looked at his phone. No texts, nor calls from any of his so called 'friends' to see where he's been the last 3 days. He closed his eyes as he struggled to fall asleep. Shit, even if it was only 7pm, what else would he do? No one wanted him, and that's fine. He didn't want them either. Just as he started to finally fall asleep, he received a text message. He slowly picked up his phone to see who it was. To his surprise it was his coworker, and current crush, Seth Rollins. yes, Seth. Dean was in fact gay, and because of that he was bullied terribly in grade school for it. That's why his depression is so bad to this day, and why he tries so hard to fight the feelings he has for Seth. He just wants to be normal like all the other people. He thumbed the message and read it, 'Hey, I haven't heard from you and I'm really worried. please respond. I want to know that my best friend's okay.' Dean tried to ignore the slight feeling of happiness he got when he read Seth's message. But he chose it was best not to reply. Dean threw his phone back on the bed and soon drifted off to sleep.

Dean was awoke by a loud bang at his hotel door. "Damnit Dean! open this door!" The familiar voice shouted. He wondered how long the person had been banging. Dean slowly got up and opened the door. Seth bursted through the door way, looking very wild up and a bit scared. "Damnit Dean, what the hell? Where have you been? why haven't you been returning my texts? I was worried sick about you!" Dean's stomach ached as Seth yelled at him. It made him feel like a total asshole. "I've just been...busy." Dean said as he sat on the bed. Seth gave him a look. a look that says 'I know you're lying' "Busy doing what?" Dean bit his lip and looked down, refusing to answer. Seth scoffed. "You could've answered my texts at least! I was about to go insane. You had me thinking you were dead!" Dean bit his lip harder. "That would've been nice..." Seth looked confused. "Nice? You being dead would've been nice!?" Dean sighed. "Yes. That way you wouldn't have to worry about someone like me." Seth didn't understand this, this wasn't Dean. Dean never talked so sadly! Just as Seth went to speak, he noticed long cut marks on Dean's left wrist. "Dean, what's that on your wrist?" Seth asked calmly. Dean hid his arm against his side. "It's nothing, alright? Can you please go?" "no. show me your arm. now." Seth refused to leave until he had what he wanted. Dean shook his head. this only made Seth angry. Seth forcefully pulled Dean's arm away from his chest. it took a bit but he finally managed to overpower Dean. He bit his lip and looked away as Seth looked at his arm "Dean...what...what is this?" Seth said as his eyes wandered over Dean's cut up wrist. Dean tried to fight back tears. he bit his lip so hard it drew blood. "I told you it was nothing. I'm nothing. please leave me alone." Seth didn't understand any of this. Dean was such a happy person. why would he cut himself? why would he be so sad? "Dean, I'm so sorry." he couldn't hold it back any longer. Dean broke down crying as hard as he could. Seth pulled him close and stroked his hair. "shh Dean, it's okay. I got you. you're not alone anymore I promise." Seth sat down on the bed, settling down next to Dean as he let every little emotion he's been holding back out right in front of Seth. he felt embarrassed, but he was glad to be in the arms of his love. Seth finally pulled back, gazing into Dean's eyes. Seth put a hand on Dean's cheek, and Dean cupped Seth's hand. the moment was magical as they stared each other in the eyes. Seth searched for happiness in Dean's eyes, but all he saw was hurt. "you poor thing." Seth said softly as he used his thumb to wipe away some tears that fell down Dean's cheeks. without thinking, Seth slowly leaned in and kissed Dean's swollen lips. Dean gasped as he felt Seth's soft lips touch his. he closed his teary eyes and gave into the kiss. It felt so right just like he always imagined it would. Seth soon pulled back and Dean continued to stare at Seth. "you...kissed me." Dean said softly. Seth gave a small smile, "yeah, I did." "C-could you do it again?" Seth smiled at Dean's words and nodded. he leaned in and kissed Dean just as softly as the first time. This time he added more passion into the kiss, and so did Dean. Seth eventually pulled back and smiled. "I'll always be here for you Dean. I know what its like to feel lost and unloved, but I promise, I'll never leave your side. I love you." Seth grabbed Dean's cut wrist and gave each mark a gentle kiss. "I still think you're amazing, and I don't ever want to lose you." Seth put a hand on Dean's cheek. "my beautiful baby." Dean smiled with a small blush. "I love you, Seth. I'm not afriad to admit it anymore. I love you. I've loved you for so long." Seth smiled "I've loved you too, Dean. and now you're mine. and I won't ever make you feel unloved." Dean rested his forehead on Seth's shoulder. He actually felt something other than pain, other than regret. It was something new. Was it hope? Dean didn't know what it was, but he wanted to always feel it. Dean smiled and softly whispered, "thank you." Seth smiled as he kissed Dean's cheek. "lets get you to sleep, you seem exhausted." Dean stood and removed his shirt and pants as he crawled in bed. "Will you stay with me tonight?" Dean asked, his beautiful blueish green eyes were filled with love. Seth felt his heart pound in his chest. when Dean wasn't acting like the bad boy, he was a really sweet guy, all he wanted was someone to love him. Now he has that. "Of course I will." Seth stripped his shirt and pants and crawled in bed next to Dean. Dean snuggled up to Seth, laying his head on Seth's chest. "goodnight Dean." "Night Seth." Dean said softly as he yawned. Seth stroked Dean's hair until he had finally fallen asleep, and once Seth was sure Dean wouldn't wake up he slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He closed the door softly and searched through it, looking for any of Dean's blades he may have been using to harm himself. once Seth finally found them, tears started coming to his eyes. just the thought of his sweet baby hurting himself hurt Seth. He flushed the razors down the toilet and walked out of the bathroom and quietly made his way back to the bed and crawled back in. Dean attached his head to Seth's chest as he laid back down. he smiled at how cute Dean was when he sleeps. He kissed Dean's head and finally went to sleep himself.