Turnaround

Part 7

A couple of days passed since Seth moved in with Dean and Roman. Dean backed off completely from both of them but even if he stayed in his room most of the day or work all day Seth would find a way to just piss him off, on purpose. Dean wanted to punch him in his smug little face. He didn't get what he did to Seth for him to act that way. One night Dean came out of his room and went to the bathroom to take a piss after doing that he went into the kitchen for a quick midnight snack. He heard soft grunts and soft moans coming from Roman's room, he smirked. Roman must of had a girl over.

Dean snickered silently and tip-toed to Roman's room, he was about to put his ear up to the door but it was already cracked. He peeked in and tilted his head a bit, he saw someone riding Roman, oh fuck it was Seth! Dean's eyes went wide when Seth whispered out Roman's name then gasped. He looked over to see Roman staring up at Seth, he was the one who was softly grunting. Dean looked away quickly, it made him feel weird, Not a good weird, a bad weird. He folded his arms against his chest and walked away from the room quickly. He didn't know what he was feeling but he should of never went over to Roman's room. He didn't know Seth was actually in the room with Roman sleeping with him, he thought he would be on the couch or in the room in the basement.

The next morning Dean woke up to a loud striking sound. Thunder boomed and he jolted awake. He looked towards his bedroom window and saw the rain hitting the glass hard. He sighed when he heard a soft knock on the door. "It's open." Roman opened the door and Dean frowned a bit, the older man was only in sweatpants with disheveled hair. Dean eyes roamed over his chest, seeing that tribal tattoo on his pectoral. Then his eyes ran down to the abs and the little trail of hair that was by his navel. He looked away and blinked a few times. "What is it?" Dean asked quietly.

"Breakfast is done." Roman left back to the kitchen and Dean got out of bed and followed. Dean saw Seth at the table eating waffles, when their eyes met Seth smiled at him and went back to his breakfast. Dean rolled his eyes and made his plate quickly and started to walk back to his room, he didn't want to eat with them. Roman frowned when Dean left, he then looked to Seth who just shrugged and drunk his orange juice. "Hasn't Randy been calling you?" Roman nudged Seth's arm softly.

"Mhm." Seth nodded and swallowed a piece of his bacon. "Like fucking 10 times a day."

"You never answered once?" Roman cocked an eyebrow when Seth shrugged. "Seth come on, I think you should hear him out. You really liked him didn't you?" Seth looked into Roman's gray eyes and nodded slowly. "I think you should give him another chance."

"He's married." Seth replied back with a grunt.

"Yeah but I feel like something else is to it. You know when I feel something it's usually right." Roman bit a piece of his bacon. "Think you should talk to him."

"Maybe." Seth mumbled. Soon Roman left because he had work, he hated that it was raining the day would be more stressful. Rainy days he loved but not when he had to work. He just hoped that Seth and Dean didn't kill each other.

Roman came back at 11PM at night. It was still storming outside as he came inside the house. Instantly he heard the soft sounds of his TV in the living room. Could only be Dean, he seemed to stay up a lot when he had no work. Roman hasn't been talking to him that much since Seth came, Seth has been getting all of his attention. Seth should be at work still, he would be off in two hours. Roman came into the living room with the Mcdonalds he bought before he arrived. He knew what Dean loved and he couldn't cook today for him so he decided to get some take out.

"Hey." Roman greeted the dirty blonde then shook the bag of food. "Got you some Mcdonalds."

"Thanks." Dean took the bag and opened it, instantly getting the chicken nuggets and fries and munching on them. Roman watched Dean dig in the bag again and take out the cup of soda. He couldn't take the quietness, Dean is usually talkative with smart ass comments. Roman no doubt had a thing for Dean, he liked him, but it the feeling wasn't mutual, at least that's what he thinks. Dean showed no sign of even liking him back. He dodged all of the older man's moves and touches.

"Why have you been so quiet lately?" Roman finally asked. Dean looked at him then stopped chewing his food. "I'm serious Dean. Did I do something wrong?"

"Nah man." Dean chuckled and Roman smiled a bit. "You just got Seth and he needs you right now, right? So just deal with him."

"I've been dealing with him for more than 10 years Dean. I want to talk to you too, I like you too." Dean made direct eye contact with Roman after he heard the last four words. Roman shook his head quickly. "I didn't mean it like that. I meant-"

"I know what you mean dude. Stop that shit, told you 'bout that." Dean cocked an eyebrow and took a sip of his soda. Roman frowned and Dean sighed. "Okay look. Seth hates my goddamn guts. I don't think it's just because you brought me in and patched me up. I think it's more but he won't fucking confess. He hates everything about me. Everything I do he just gives me this judging look. I'm not a murderer or anything."

"I know." Roman sighed softly. "He's having a hard time right now." Dean shook his head then laughed.

"Pretty funny. He was riding your dick last night so I don't see what's so hard." Roman eyes went wide and Dean put a fry in his mouth and chewed slowly.

"What?" Roman questioned.

"Yeah. I came out to take a piss ya know, midnight snack. Thought you had a girl last night so I came closer and boom the door was cracked, saw pretty boy riding your dick like there was no tomorrow. Pretty funny, huh?"

"Uh.." Roman scratched the back of his head. "Sorry you saw that."

"Are you sorry because you were just on me, telling me how you felt and stuff or are you sorry because I saw that."

"I'm uh..I'm sorry for both." Roman felt a bit bad now but he shouldn't 'cause Dean didn't like him anyway. After a moment of silence Dean smiled at him and gave him the rest of his fries. Roman took them and nodded a thanks.

"Hey hey, it's cool. I mean uh..Doesn't matter. Fuck, I'm tired." Dean had on a straight face and Roman couldn't understand what was going on. He tried to see what Dean was feeling but the other man was so good at hiding it. His voice was raspy and smooth and his smirk showed on his face. You have a good night, yeah?" Dean got up and was about to walk to his room but Roman grabbed his hand and Dean looked at their hands before looking at Roman's gray eyes. A spark went up their arms at a rapid pace. The two men shivered slightly.

"Are you okay?" Roman rubbed his thumb over Dean's knuckles slowly. Dean looked at the action then pulled his hand away. Dean nodded and grabbed his soda and chicken nuggets before heading off to his room. Roman heard Dean's door close slightly, why the fuck couldn't he read Dean? He could read everyone else except the blonde. But that spark he just felt, Dean had to feel that too. Roman sighed, he was going to call it a night. He didn't feel like waiting up for Seth. He just wanted to sleep.