Turnaround

Part 12

The next morning Roman was pacing in the kitchen, he didn't know what yesterday night was. They kissed and Roman liked it of course and Dean left him, but Dean kissed him back. That was a good start right? But why did it feel so bad? Roman stopped pacing and put his head down on the counter. He had work and he didn't know how he would last in there, he missed enough days now. Even though he worked there for years and had saved up a month worth of vacation, Dean came into the kitchen with a frown, he was up all night thinking about their kiss. Roman stood up straight and froze when he saw Dean watching him with a calm face.

"About yesterday-"

"Let me talk." Dean sighed softly. "We kissed." Roman nodded. "And I just left you there..I know you have feelings for me, I see it. I get it. I get when you can't help things. Did I like the kiss?" Dean was quiet for what seemed like forever. He nodded slowly. "Yeah, just weird.." Roman smiled and Dean looked away. "Kept me up all night. I don't know man. I just feel weird."

"C'mere." Roman held out his arms and Dean went into the embrace and looked up at the older man. Roman sighed softly then stared into Dean's confused eyes. "You need a real taste, I need you to tell me if you actually like this or not. I know you can't say what you feel for me, I don't expect you to, but you show things physically. That's fine."

"Yeah okay. I get it." Dean nodded then let his eyes roam over Roman's face. The Samoan had a bit of stubble around his goatee/ His lips were plump, parted, and pink. Dean closed his eyes and leaned up to brush his lips against Roman's, his face tingled when he felt their lips touch. The two men soon went for it and pressed their lips together softly, a slow peck on the lips.

"Your lips feel nice." Roman mumbled. Dean hummed deeply and soon the peck turned into multiple ones. He got pushed back on the counter top, his back hitting it as they tilted their heads. Roman moaned and got Dean's lips to part so he could stick his tongue inside. Dean hesitantly tangled his tongue around with the older man and furrowed his brows and let out a soft muffled moan. The Ohioan eyes snapped open when he felt Ro's dick rubbing against his leg. Roman moaned again and put his hands up the blond's shirt.

Dean was started to panic as Roman's hands rubbed over his chest and repeatedly over his nipples to get them hard. He gasped and pulled away quickly. "No no, too much." He panted softly and Roman rubbed the back of his head.

"I'm sorry, got carried away there. You don't uh, regret this right?" Dean shook his head no and laughed a bit. "What are we?"

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves now. No label on something that's not really there. You need to get to work." Dean rubbed at his own arm and walked away from Roman quickly. "See you later tonight!" He yelled before he shut his door and plopped down on his bed.

Seth knocked on the door and waited a moment. Dean opened the door and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Seth there with a apologetic looking smile. Dean looked over to see Randy in the car they came here in on his phone before he looked back at Seth. "Yo."

"Hey. I uh. I uh wanted to apologize about my behavior and stuff.." Seth kicked at the porch and put his hands in his pockets. "Randy told me I should apologize."

"Not accepted." Dean crossed his arms against his chest. Seth's mouth fell open and Dean shook his head. "You're only doing it because your boyfriend told you to, you don't really want to do this huh?"

"No I do. I should of believed you and Roman when you said nothing was going on. I was being stupid and jealous." Dean looked away for a moment, well now something was going on. Seth furrowed his brows at Dean's actions suddenly. "What's wrong dude?"

"Nothing, Just not feeling good today. Stuff on my mind and yeah. I have a question." Seth nodded and raised his brows. "When you and Roman were together, why did you stay with him? I think you knew you couldn't help him. I think you used him."

"Excuse me? How do you even know about this shit?"

"How else? I got Roman to open up to me. You didn't treat him right and you added to his mental scarring." Dean frowned. "That's fucked up man."

"It's not like I meant to." Seth shook his head and harshly laughed. "How the hell was I suppose to fix him? He couldn't protect himself against his drunk father."

"You watch your damn tone." Dean closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "He needed help, did he even tell you what he did to his dad?" Seth frowned. "I figured he didn't, you know, you came in here and automatically hated me because you couldn't handle the fact that Roman gave me attention. I didn't ask him to take me home and take care of me. I don't deserve it. But you know, he deserves to be taken cared of. And you rubbing your good shit in his face is selfish. You need to think about his feelings."

"I did think about his feelings!"

"Really?" Dean questioned.

"Really. You know what? I regret coming here. I apologize and you turn this into a lecture. And Roman doesn't need you to take care of him, he's fine on his own. He's strong. You're going to stop once you see him release his aggression, he still has all that anger built up and at any time he's going to take it out on you. Just leave him alone. I was his first and I will be his last. Let him go find some nice girl."

"Seth don't be an obsessive slut dude. It's not fitting." Dean slammed the door on Seth's face and locked it.

Roman came back home tired. He plopped on the couch instantly and groaned. He had to do a surgery and it succeeded but he was so stressed down, it always scared him that he was going to mess something up. But he never did, he was happy about it. Dean came into the living room with a plate of food and a drink, he smiled when he saw Roman looking up at the ceiling.

"Hard day?"

Roman sat up slowly and nodded. "Yeah, had to do surgery. I'm so tired." Dean nodded and gave the older man the plate of food and drink. "Thanks man."

"Eat it in your room then go straight to bed." Dean smiled when Roman stood up in front of him with a content smile. The smile soon went away when Roman leaned in slowly, he kissed Dean, just a nice peck. Dean returned it and nudged Roman in front to get him to finally go to his room. "Goodnight big boy."

"Wish you'd sleep with me."

"In your dreams." Dean replied with a cocked brow.

"Definitely, it is in my dreams."