-Nobodys POV-                                                                                                                                                                                   After Dean found out Seth was gone he was devistated. He sent his brother to jail for the endangerment of a minor. Since Dean couldn't find Seth himself he had to wait. All this put Dean in a incredibly deep depression, and Roman couldn't get Dean to do anything with him, only thing Dean would do is go visit Romans mom until she was finally released from the hospital two weeks later. Dean was still forced to go to school, but he was failing all his classes, somehow the teachers still passed him.                                                                                                                                                                                         As for Seth, he's been staying at Dolph Zigglers house, a previous senior that he fucked. Seth made a promise to Dolph that if he could stay there, he would have sex with him, whenever he wanted. It was the only way for Seth to hide from his brother. He had to skip school, and once Dolph graduated, it got worse for Seth, he had toggle Dolph morning sex, and night time sex. he completley hated this. He wanted Dean. Two years after he ran away, he decided to go to his old house while Dolph was out with his friends. It was late so he didn't expect Dolph to come home until after midnight. When Seth approached the house, it was gone. Everything was gone. A smile spread through Seths face. He could finally see Dean. He ran back to Dolphs house and packed all the clothes that Dolph bought Seth. He put on the old shirt that he kept from Dean before he ran away. Seth cried happy tears as he wrote the note to Dolph, it said that he was going back home and that he appriciated that Dolph let him stay at his house. He threw the note on Dolphs bed and ran out the door. The cold November breeze hit Seth's face as he ran towards Deans house. 

-Roman POV-                                                                                                                                                                                             "Dean come on, please let me talk to you." I pressed my forehead against Deans door.                                   

"No!" As Dean said that the doorbell rang. I was the only one awake so I went downstairs to see who would be at the door at this hour. Once I opened the door I swear I felt my heart stopped. Seth was standing there, with a huge smile on his face. He hugged me tight.

"Roman, stay quiet, I want to surprise Dean. Its so good to be here, and to see you. I can't wait to see Dean." he started to cry.

"Okay. Hes upstairs. Its good to see you too. He's been in a horrible depression ever since you left. I swear he's been blaming himself for you running away. Go quickly. I'll be down here." I let him go as Seth dropped his bag and ran upstairs. 

-Seth Pov-                                                                                                                                                                                                    I stood in front of Deans door. Tears kept coming down my face. I don't even know how I'm going to approach him. Who cares, I'm finally going to see the boy I love most after two fucking years. I opened the door and looked around the room, where is he?

"ROMAN I TOLD YOU I DONT WANT TO FUCKING-" Dean barged out of his bathroom and stopped his sentence once he looked up. 

"Dean!" I ran up to him and jumped onto him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist. He automatically wrapped his arms around me and began to cry.

"Se-"

"Stop talking!" I kissed him. It was one of the most passionate kisses I could ever receive from Dean. We eventually had to breathe for air, and once we did, we looked into each others eyes, panting.

"Seth, I fucking love you." He put me down and hugged me again. 

"I love you too." I kissed him once more before letting him go. "I'm tired. We should go to bed. Like now." I turned off the lights and dragged Dean into bed. I cuddled next to him and closed my eyes. "I'm so fucking happy to be with you again."

"So am I." He kissed my head and held me tight. Before I knew I was asleep.

...

I woke up in the middle of the night holding on to Deans arm as if it was my life at stake. I rubbed his arm through his thin long sleeve shirt. I felt something unusual. Like small bumps going down his arm to his wrist. I was way too scared to see what was underneath. But I had to. Once I did I held back my tears. Deep cuts filled Deans left arm. I can't believe this. What the fuck am I gonna do about this? Shit...  I pulled his sleeve down and whimpered, the emotional pain I was feeling was unbearable to control, I silently cried myself to sleep. I don't know how I'll approach Dean about this...