Of Snapbacks and Shenanigans

" It's not fair!"

Seth whined as he crossed his arms and pouted as he watched the male figure walking leisurely across the sand.

Dean was only mildly interested in Seth's problem but he figured that he had to do his brotherly duty and ask what was the problem. He rubbed the remnants of the sunblock that was on the palm of his hand over his bicep. " What's the matter?"

Seth was already dressed to go outside in nothing but a pair of black speedo swim trunks. " How can one person be so damn fine and yet be so clueless about it?"

Dean chuckled. Seth was ranting again about their teammate Roman Reigns. The three men had been called up to main roster but they weren't ready for them as yet. They had been friends since FCW but being on this team meant that they would get even closer. Good news for Seth who at first had been miffed at being debuted along with two other guys until he found out one of the guys was Roman. Seth had shared his secret of having a crush on him with Dean. It had become a source of amusement for Dean to watch Seth dropping hints at Roman only for them to fly completely over his head.

They had rented this beach house for five days along this quiet stretch of the Atlantic for some rest and relaxation after a few months of a hectic travelling schedule. Dean knew that Seth was hoping to score some one on one time with Roman to finally make something happen between them but so far, even though this was the first day, Roman had cluelessly blocked all of his advances.

" Maybe he doesn't know how to work a mirror?" Dean suggested as he picked up a large green beach towel and a bottle of water.

" If I looked like that I wouldn't need to look in a mirror. I would wake up and be flawless with absolutely no effort." Seth picked up his own blue towel.

" If you looked like that, you would be completely insufferable." Dean paused as he thought about what he just said. " Well more insufferable than you already are."

Seth sent him a heated glare and Dean laughed out loud. Poking fun at Seth was one of his favourite pasttime sports.

" Come on," Dean gave Seth a friendly nudge on the shoulder. " The sun is getting high and you wanted to get a tan."

Dean walked through the opened sliding glass door with Seth trailing behind him. It was a gorgeous day with bright blue skies and tender wisps of white clouds. The air was tinged with the fresh saltiness of the ocean and Dean inhaled deeply. It felt good to be on vacation.

Three beach chairs were already laid out on the sand. Dean was going to take the one next to Seth when his friend shot him a look. Dean shook his head and moved down to the last chair leaving the middle one vacant. For Roman of course.

The man of the day was already in the greenish blue ocean having a leisurely swim. Completely unaware of Seth's quick brown eyes monitoring every flex his muscles made.

Dean pulled his sunglasses out of a pocket of his swim trunks and put them on. The sun was beating down nicely on his skin. He didn't necessarily disagree with Seth. Roman was quite an attractive man. Very easy on the eyes. A sight that Dean appreciated as the man stood up in the ocean with his long black hair clinging to his body as tiny streams of water ran down his chest. Dean glanced over at Seth whose gaze was also fixed on their friend. Seth was biting his bottom lip and his fists clenched tightly. Dean could only imagine the salacious thoughts running rampant through his pretty little head.

Seth drank in the scene unfolding in front of him as Roman walked out of the ocean. It felt as if everything was in slow motion. The way how the sun glistened off the waterdrops adorning Roman's body. The way how Roman's muscles flexed and moved underneath his bronzed skin. Those piercing brown eyes that were currently looking at something down at the other end of the beach as he made his way towards them. Seth bit on his bottom lip even harder and shifted around a bit in his chair. He swore to himself that by the last night here, he would be sharing Roman's bed by any means necessary.

He watched as Roman grabbed his towel from the sand and lightly dried himself off before sitting on the chair between him and Dean.

" How's the water?" Seth asked, turning his body towards Roman.

" It's pretty nice." Roman rubbed the towel over the uncompleted tattoo on his right shoulder. " Warm." He glanced at Seth. " You should go for a dip."

" Thanks but not right now." A bright idea sprung into Seth's head as Roman stretched out on the chair and closed his eyes.

" You might burn." Seth sounded quite concerned and Dean smirked from where he was sitting. Here we go. " Let me go get the sunscreen."

Seth made a move to get up but Roman waved him off. " It's not necessary. I used this spray on one that is waterproof." Roman placed his forearm over his eyes.

Seth wasn't going to give up just yet. " Are you sure that you can risk it? Sunburns can be pretty painful. I can help you apply it to your back."

" Nah, I'm fine really. I've used it plenty of times before with no problems." Roman's arm was still across his eyes so he didn't see the pout that had formed on Seth's face.

" You know Seth," Dean spoke up. " I think I missed a couple of spots. You think you could help a brother out?"

Seth scowled in his direction and Dean smiled innocently at him from behind his sunglasses. He couldn't turn Dean down now with Roman right there in earshot.

" Let me go and get it." Seth flounced off with a lot less enthusiasm than if he was getting the product for Roman.

" Ow!"

Dean jumped up as he rubbed the spot on his abs where it stung from Seth's slap. He glanced at Roman who seemed to have nodded off and then back at Seth.

" What's your problem?" Dean whispered harshly through his teeth.

Seth just shot him a dark look and unscrewed the cap of the sunscreen bottle. " This sucks."

Dean chuckled softly and turned over on his stomach so that Seth could reach his back. " Oh please. You know that you wanted the chance to put your hands all over my body."

Seth rolled his eyes and rubbed the cream between his palms. " Whatever." Seth began to massage the lotion onto Dean's back. He was silent for a few minutes until he sighed. Dean pushed the sunglasses off his face. There was a dejected look on Seth's face that just didn't sit right with him.

" You really like him, huh?" Dean whispered.

Seth nodded. " You think that he actually notices that I'm hitting on him but he pretends that he doesn't so that he doesn't have to come right out and reject me?"

Dean shook his head. " I don't think so. I honestly think that he doesn't get it."

Seth pursed his lips and applied more cream to his hands and then started make his way from Dean's waist up to his broad shoulders. " Maybe I'm just not his type."

Dean raised an incredulous eyebrow. " Seth don't be silly. You're practically everyone's type." Dean was being serious. Seth had big brown eyes, straight thick eyebrows and a pretty little mouth framed by a light, soft beard. His wavy brown hair fell to his shoulders and one third of it was bleached blonde. Seth's body was strong lean muscle incased in a golden skin. He was gorgeous. Well at least Dean thought so.

" Except his." Seth mumbled as he rubbed the last of the sunscreen into Dean's skin.

" You plan on giving up?"

" Should I?" Seth's full attention was focused on Dean now. He honestly looked a bit sad.

Dean felt for him. " Maybe you need to be a bit more forward. I mean don't like hump the guy's leg or anything." Seth smiled. " But like turn it up a notch."

" I guess." Seth didn't sound too convinced.

" Come on. You said it yourself, this is the perfect place for seduction." Dean flipped his sunglasses back over his eyes. " Besides the Seth I know never gives up until he gets what he wants."

" What are you doing?"

Seth was on his hands and knees infront of their beach house arranging some dried sticks and seaweed in a pile boarded by some smooth pebbles. The sun was now starting to set and streaks of pink clouds contrasted beautifully with the dusky blue sky. The ocean rumbled softly in the distance over the golden sand.

Roman knelt down next to him.

" Making a bonfire." Seth replied as he sprinkled some dry seaweed over the driftwood.

" How come?"

" I was thinking that we could make some smores."

Roman smiled and Seth couldn't help but to look at him. He really was quite handsome in a way that sometimes Seth himself couldn't even grasp. He couldn't remember the last time that he was in to someone quite as much.

" Oh wow, I can't remember the last time that I ate smores. Sounds like a good idea." He picked up some sticks and pieces of driftwood. " You need some help?"

" Yeah, thanks." Seth reached for the wood that Roman was handing him and their fingers brushed for a brief moment, the contact sending a rush through Seth's body. He needed to calm down he mentally scolded himself as he arranged the wood on the pile. He didn't want to scare Roman off by appearing to be too desperate. But still Dean did say that he needed to up the ante more.

Seth dusted his hands off on his worn out pair of jeans shorts. " That looks pretty good." He stood up and stretched feeling Roman's eyes on him. At least he had his full attention. " Let's go get the lighter and the food." Roman nodded and followed him up the short wooden staircase to the deck and entered the opened glass door.

When Seth made it to the kitchen he opened his eyes in surprise when he saw Dean drizzling chocolate syrup generously over a fat white marshmallow and popping it into his mouth.

" Dean!" Seth scolded. " Those are for the smores."

" Mmm humph mmmph," Dean tried to speak but his mouth was full of marshmallow and Roman laughed.

Dean grabbed an already opened beer and washed it down. " Would you relax? The bag says that it contains a hundred of them." Dean pulled out another marshmallow out of the bag. " You should try it." He drizzled some more chocolate syrup over the white puff, getting some of it on the counter of course.

He held the coated marshmallow between his index and thumb and pushed it in Seth's face. Seth rolled his eye dramatically and then took a bite of the marshmallow that Dean was holding. The corners of his lips smearing with chocolate sauce.

Seth chewed slowly and then eventually nodded his head. " You're right. It does taste pretty good."

" Let me try." Before Dean could react, Roman had grabbed his hand brought it towards his mouth. His full lips closing down around Dean's fingers as his tongue pried the marshmallow free from its grips and into his mouth.

Holy fucking shit. Dean couldn't believe it. For a few seconds, Roman's lips were around his fingers and he would be liar if he denied how good they felt. Seth was staring at him with his mouth wide open in astonishment.

Roman chewed quickly and swallowed. " That is pretty damn good." He turned his attention to the kitchen drawers. " Let's get that lighter so that we can make some more."

When Roman turned his back, Seth grabbed the bag of marshmallows and pulled one out. He then grabbed the bottle of caramel sauce along with the chocolate and drizzled both over the white puff.

Seth took a small bite and moaned appreciatively, Dean almost laughed. " You should try this Rome."

Seth offered the marshmallow to Roman just as Dean had done. However, Roman glanced at it as he took the lighter out of a drawer and then closed it back. He shook his head. " No thanks. I don't want to ruin it. I'm just going to go and get the fire started."

As soon as Roman had walked out of the kitchen and his footsteps sounded a bit distant, Dean bursted out laughing as Seth threw the marshmallow down on the counter in a huff. It just wasn't fair.

" Shut up Dean." Seth growled at him as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

" I'm sorry but ..." Dean wiped the tears that were running out of the corners of his eyes. " It's funny."

Seth tore some paper towels off a roll and began cleaning up the mess on the counter. He had never striked out so badly before in his life. He balled up the used tissue and threw it in the garbage bin. He should just give up. Roman clearly wasn't interested in him.

Dean was about to tease Seth some more but he looked so disheartened that he didn't have the nerve to do it.

" C'mere." Dean pulled Seth against him. His arms loosely locking around Seth's trim waist. " Don't feel bad about it." He said softly in hopes of cheering Seth up. " Just give him some time. I'm sure he'll come around."

Seth looked quite disenchanted at the prospect. " Hey." Dean's thumb softly stroked along the corner of Seth's mouth. " Don't worry about it. If Roman doesn't see how great you are then it's his loss." Dean's thumb smeared some leftover caramel across Seth's bottom lip.

He could feel Seth's hand at the back of his head pushing him in closer, so he obliged. Dean swiped the tip of his tongue across Seth's bottom lip before covering it with his mouth. Seth's lips were sweet with the caramel and bits of chocolate. As Dean expected, Seth's mouth opened up for him and he slid his tongue inside, sweeping it across Seth's. Kissing Seth was always a nice treat, even if it only happened at random times like right now.

Seth pulled away first from the kiss. The twinkle in his eye was back. He smiled wistfully at Dean. He grabbed the bag of smore supplies from the counter. " Time for plan B."

A/N: Guess who's back? Back again. Sparkles Blue's back. Tell a friend. Cue Eminem's Without Me. If you're too young to remember that song then you're too young to be reading my stories. Fact.

What can I say? As I said on tumblr earlier this week, seemed to be pretty dead. Tumbleweeds are blowing through this joint, lol. Anyhoo, Roses is still in progress but I'm anal as fuck about the writing on that one so it's going to take longer to come out so I decided, let's liven up this place with a short summer story. Yes I said short. This probably going to be around ten chapters or so. And since I know y'all gonna ask, it's an Ambrolleigns story because why not? Haven't written one since Baby Boy. Hope you guys are liking it so far.