Turnaround

Part 17

The next morning Dean woke up on his own, it was cold in the room, he shivered as he got out of the bed. He noticed Roman wasn't in the room but the door was opened. He left out and heard laughter and the sounds of pans and pots. Breakfast was being made. Dean smelled chocolate, his stomach was so empty.

As he walked into the kitchen he saw Roman making the chocolate chip pancakes separately from the breakfast everyone else was having. Seth drunk his orange juice as he watched Dean looked around like he was confused. "What's wrong Ambrose?"

Dean eyed him then yawned and stretched his arms. "Nothing man." He scratched his morning stubble and groaned when his stomach made a loud noise. Roman chuckled and gave Dean a big plate of food, Roman leaned into Dean like he was going to plant a soft kiss on the younger man but he moved back quickly when he saw the way he looked. Roman mouthed a sorry and Dean nodded then shrugged.

Luckily no one saw that.

"Why do you always make his breakfast Rome?" Seth asked. "Nattie and Naomi was cooking, why does he get chocolate chip pancakes? He special?"

"It's because I eat my veggies like a big boy." Dean replied then sat at the long table with Roman following suit.

"Well, I just cook all the time for him."

"He could do it himself." Seth pushed.

"But I like doing it." Roman replied quickly.

"Because you got a big fucking crush on him Romeo." Dolph added. Roman opened his mouth then closed it quickly, it made everyone smirk except for of course Seth. Dolph drunk some of his beverage while laughing. "But that's none of my business." He finished. Roman rolled his eyes and ate the rest of his breakfast quietly. Dean put a hand on Roman's thigh when everyone was busy in their conversations.

"So what are we gonna do today? I wanna do something fun." Tyson spoke up.

"Ya'll wanna drink?" Jey smiled widely. "You know we gotta get drunk at least once."

"I'm down." Randy said with a smirk.

Tyson laughed when Nattie coughed as the Vodka went down her throat. Naomi , Jimmy, and Jey were doing shots and laughing at God knows what. Randy and Seth were on the couch, the younger man on Randy's lap as they made out, tasting each other's alcohol on their tongues. They were beyond drunk but on the other hand Dean and Roman was just a little passed tipsy. They were in the kitchen drinking Whiskey and beers while bickering.

"Oh fuck me Ro, you ain't shit." Dean laughed when Roman rolled his eyes. "Big boy mad?" He got into the older man's personal space, their chests touching. Roman planted a quick kiss on Dean's lips. The blond blushed, he was not prepared for that. He gasped when the Samoan crashed their lips together then held him tightly. Dean tried to push him off because they could get caught but he couldn't, so instead he gave in because fuuck, Roman Reigns was a damn good kisser.

Roman moved his hands down and groped at Dean's ass. The kiss stopped, they needed to breathe. He let go of the younger man and moved away before he backed out of the kitchen slowly as he eyed Dean. He went down the hallway and saw Jack and Dolph up against the wall grinding against each other quickly while moaning. When he entered his shared room he saw Dean not too far behind.

"What do you want Ro?" Dean asked as he shut the door behind him.

"You trust me?" Roman took off his shirt and let it fall to the floor. Dean eyed the tribal tattoo, the chest piece then the full sleeve. "Do you..Trust me." He asked again. Dean nodded slowly and swallowed when Roman stripped off the rest of his clothes. After he was done, Dean hesitantly followed suit. The two men looked over each other's bodies with parted lips, they both were strutting a semi hard on.