#seth pining for dean's cute ass

[softmoxymuffin]

Hot Cocoa and Surprise Hugs

part 4 of the check please series. this one took a little longer to write. been so busy with school. tomorrow i’ve got a pta meeting with my pupil’s parents and i should have been prepping but i just felt the need to get this out before i could do any work (excuses.. excuses)

any way the rest of the series is down below

Chapter 1: Check Please

Chapter 2: Airplanes and Automobiles

Chapter 3: Tellin’ the Folks

Chapter 4: Hot Cocoa and Surprise Hugs

Chapter 5: Breakfast Sandwiches

Chapter 6: Learning Experience

Chapter 7: Keeping up Defenses

Chapter 8: Confessions in the Bitter Cold

still have no idea where this fic is going.. but it definitely is going. got some ideas where and how. just about finding the time to write it up. i hope you can be patient and bear with me

as always (realized i hadn’t written this disclaimer on any of my ambrollins stuff). kindly do not take the fanfiction too seriously. it’s just a fantasy between us fans. it means nothing and it’s not made to judge or attack the people who inspired the story... just enjoy it for what it is... just a fun read (if you like it.. if not then hope you find a better one.. there’s tons of them out there)

anyway... rambling.. enjoy the fic

Seth shot up sitting on his bed. How his feet dangled on the edge reminded him exactly where he was; in his too small childhood bed, in his childhood room, in his childhood home. He leaned back on his elbows breathing hard. His heart beating a little too fast in his chest. Not really knowing why. He lied back down and closed his eyes. He tried to reach back into his mind for what exactly he had dreamt of that made him go into a cold sweat in the middle of the Iowa winter.

He was with Dean at that restaurant again. They had their meal and a couple of drinks. They had walked back to their hotel room opting to take the time to rest the night before driving all the way to the next state for the show. They made way to their shared room. They took off their jackets, then shirts, and then the rest of their clothing. It started with soft touches and a kiss at the nape of Seth’s neck. Broad warmth across his back made him hot all over. The shared touches turned to gropes, kisses on necks moved to lips. Their casual talk turned to moans it was right as Dean had pushed him back onto their hotel bed when he had been rudely awaken from his dream.

Another loud sound coming from the outside his room had finally made him get up and out of his bed. He walked down the hall and made his way towards the voices coming from their kitchen. He could hear his mom and his stepdad’s joint laughter, one always coming along with the other. His brother Brandon’s slight wheeze of a laugh, and his sister Dd’s light giggle. Laughter that seemed to only get louder after the a familiar rumble of a voice spoke animatedly something about ‘a wild elephant that seemed to have gotten lose in the middle of the Vegas strip.’ Seth couldn’t help but smile knowing the people he loved the most were happy and all in one spot.

He turned the corner to confirmed his suspicions. At the sink was his mom who was putting a stack of dishes in the sink. His stepdad at the stove was flipping his nth pancake. His brother Brandon was leaning against the counter top as he sipped his coffee. Dd was still seated at the dining room and was leaning a pretty close to the newly arrived Dean.

“Good morning sleeping beauty!” the more than a little road worn man greeted with a huge smile on his face. “How’d you sleep?”

“Better than you I’m sure.” Seth teased as he made his way towards his best friend for a their usual friendly handshake, but Seth was a little surprised when the other man had actually stood up and opened his arms for to give a big hug.

Seth really shouldn’t be so surprised. For a man so private and guarded as Dean could be, he was always very tactile and touchy. What he didn’t always said in words he’d say with action; a hug for a warm hello, a playful smack on the ass for encouragement in the middle of a match, and maybe if you’re unlucky a hard punch when he didn’t particularly like you. Dean was a hugger, but something about this seemed a tiny bit off. Maybe it was how dean leaned his head a little more on his shoulder, or how his arms stayed around his waist longer than a couple of seconds, or maybe Seth was just overthinking again.

“You stink.” He teased the dirty blonde as he pulled back a tiny bit.

“Give me a break,” he said in mock defense. “I had to drive like 12 hours to get here.”

‘So why did you?’ Seth was so tempted to ask but knew it was neither the time nor the place for it.

“Well you definitely smell like it.” Seth teased even further, not really knowing why but it seemed like teasing the other man this way seemed effective for Seth to forget exactly what he had been thinking about only a couple of minutes ago. “Aren’t you dead tired by now? Take a shower and get some shut eye will ya.” He urged his friend to get some rest.

“Can’t. I’m still jacked up from all the Redbull I drank.” He said as he took another sip from his mug.

“And you’re drinking coffee?!” Seth exclaimed as he reached for his friend’s drink.

“Relax princess,” Dean said as he pulled the mug away from the brunette’s grabby hands. “It ain’t coffee… It’s actually your mom’s special cocoa.” The blonde smiled cheekily as he took another sip of it..

“Wait…” Seth paused and made a comically slow turn towards his mom with accusing eyes. “You’re special cocoa? The one you only make on Christmas morning?”

Holly only smiled and shrugged. “He looked like needed it.” She answered simply then went back to washing the dishes.

Seth goes back to looking at his best friend with utter disbelief.

Without missing a beat, Dean looked at Seth squarely in the eye and silently mouthed ‘your mom loves me’ then gave the him a smug smile.

The Armenian stood there utterly annoyed by the other man but the fact that his siblings were trying their best, and failing to suppress a laugh, was enough to make him break and chuckle himself.

He knew exactly how Dean was on a nearly daily basis at work, how could he ever have thought he’d be any different now. The blonde was full of charisma, all 6’4 of him. He could charm the pants off just about anyone. Seth smiles to himself, which quickly turned sour, how that little flutter under his ribs reminded him of how his dream at went.

Seth busied himself by grabbing a mug of coffee for himself, but only after he discreetly tried to check if his mom had made more cocoa, but was disappointed to realize that she was already cleaning up. She had only made cocoa for Dean. Seth didn’t know he could feel both jealous and inexplicably happy all that the same time.

“So, Dean,” Holly spoke as she put away the last of the dishes. “How long will you be staying with us?” she asked with complete sincerity in her voice.

Seth could tell she meant nothing bad about it, only to know how much she should adjust and prepare for their guest. But for a split second, Seth noticed an embarrassed look on his best friend’s face. Doubt anyone else could have noticed it, but Seth definitely did but again said nothing and kept his mouth busy by taking a sip of his coffee.

“Uhhhmm, well-” Dean seemed to stall, finding the right words “I’m not really sure actually… Family is not expecting me. Mom and Dad are enjoying themselves with their respective others… and my sister and her family is spending time with her in-laws in Jersey…” it was one of the rare occasions Seth saw the other man sort of lost for words.

Before he could save him, God bless his mother had done it first. “Well then, their lost…” she said a welcoming smile. “You’re welcomed here for as long as you want.” Then subconsciously turned to Hector who only nodded in silent agreement.

Seth looked around the room and saw his whole family more than willing, but actually happy to welcome his friend into their home. Brandon and Dd too, with the former muttering a ‘welcome to the chaos’ and the latter smiled a little too warmly with her hand brushing against the older man’s knee.

The Armenian didn’t really know how to process that, so he decided to chuck it off and grab his friend off. “Come on Dean… before you pass out in my mother’s kitchen.” He teased, but seriously did pull him away from his sisters grabby hands.

The dirty blonde gave a yawn after finishing off the cocoa and motioning to go and rinse it himself, but was cut off by Dd who gently grabbed it and said that she could take care of it for him. It made Seth glare at her, before leading the other wrestler deeper into their home.

They first picked up Dean’s things, which was mainly his bag’s from before just by their front door. Seth took the one bag and Dean the other, as they walked through the house rather quickly as the younger of the two pointing where everything was.

They finally got to the guest bedroom where Seth left Dean with his things as he went to retrieve a couple of toiletries the assumed the man needed. He walked back to the guest room seeing the other man now sleepy eyed and sitting on the edge of his bed.

“Come on big guy,” he urged. “You should take a hot shower for a bit, it’ll make you feel better, it’ll help you take your beauty rest.”

“Think you’re mom’s cocoa already did that. What did she put in that thing, Ambien?” he joked, while trying and failing to stop another yawn.

“Nope, just lots of love… which could also be Ambien.” He joined in the teasing, before he grabbed the taller man by the hands and pulled him upright. “Now, come on. I’ll get the shower heated for you.”

Seth went to the guest bathroom and turned the shower on, adjusting the knobs to get the temperature just right for Dean. Once he got that and steam started to form on the mirror, Seth came back out.

The younger man stopped right outside the bathroom door. Whatever he was supposed to say now totally gone as he couldn’t stop but stare at the sight in front of him. While he was gone, Dean had gotten comfortable and took his boots, socks, and hoodie off. He was just about to take his signature tank off when he stopped to look at the other man curiously.

“What?”  he asked, his voice gruffer from the exhaustion.

“Huh?” Seth snapped out of it. “Nothing man, just saying the shower is ready.” He felt like he gulped down his own tongue.

The older man seemed too tired to even notice anything weird about his friend. He only shrugged and continued to take his tank off.

Seth embarrassed turned to look away, which absolutely made no sense to him why he felt the need to. This was Dean, a man he had been working with for almost a 10 years now. He’d even fought with and against the same man in the exact amount of undress he was in right now. When the hell did Seth develop an embarrassment over it?

Seth mentally asking questions he couldn’t answer, as he gathered together the toiletries he had gotten for the said man. Seth was just about to leave it right by the bathroom door and leave the other man in peace.

“Wait, Seth.” he called out to him.

Seth turned as he was ready to leave, his hand so close to reaching the doorknob. He stood there, a little to tensely, willing his body to function normally for God sake. He had no idea why he was so damn nervous to be alone in a bedroom with a half-naked Dean Ambrose. Reviewing the situation, it should have been painfully obvious why.

“I just… I wanna…” Dean started, but again seemed to have trouble finding the right words.

Seth would have understood the shyness with his family, but couldn’t place to why he seemed to act the same with him right now.

Dean walked closer, and dropped his voice to a low whisper as if he were about to tell the other man a secret. “I… I want to say thank you.. for this. I know it’s pretty weird.”

“You’re pretty weird.” Seth said reflexively out of nowhere, and regretted for a second.

It did make the older man smile, but Seth noticed it was not a real smile. It was a little sad, before recovering by replying “That I am… and thanks.. for understanding that. I know you must wanna ask me some things, and I wanna tell you somethings.. but.. not right now.”

“That’s ok.” Seth reassured. “You don’t have to explain anything.”

“But I want to,” the other man admitted in weak voice. “I want to.. just… you know..”

“Not now,” he nodded in understanding.

“Yeah,” he gave a tight, closed-lip smile.

“Like my mom said,” Seth replied. “You can stay here as long as you want.”

Dean smiled, a real one this time. It was small, but Seth knew it was real.

Dean looked like he was just about to thank him again, but Seth cut him off only to add “No, thanks needed man… I’m here for you.”

Dean smiled a little more now, before he again surprised the younger man with a hug. Seth felt Dean’s warm skin against his forearms. The other man’s bear chest a little stickily against the shirt print of his old Shawn Michaels t-shirt. Surprisingly of all, the taller man’s face lowered to lean down against Seth’s shoulder. His sleep heavy weight feeling somewhat comforting on the younger man.

Seth wrapped his arms around him back. Whatever Dean was going through, Seth was more than happy to be here for him for as long as he needed him to be.