Reuniting

                                    

                                          

Seth's POV 
                          
I crouched down low behind the boxes and chuckled softly to myself, waiting for Dean to pass by, who was currently talking to one of the Uso's at the end of the hallway. 
                          
I had finished business early and was able to come back before Sunday, but I hadn't told him about me returning. 
                          
Dean's laugh filled my ears and I smiled to myself. I had found myself missing it over the passed few days. 
                          
Hopefully he wasn't still stop angry with me. Though if he was, I'd still try my hardest to win him back. I wasn't letting him go this time. 
                          
I saw Dean wave to one of the twins and began to walk this direction, humming and doing the strange jiving thing he usually does. 
                          
As soon as he passes me, I jump out and wrap my arms around his waist, earning a small shriek from him. 
                          
"Miss me?" I asked him as he squirmed against me, after hearing my voice, he stopped. 
                          
"You asshole!" He shouted as he broke out of my hold, then wrapped his arms around me, "You scared the shit outta me! I didn't know who you were." 
                          
"I didn't mean to scare you." I say  hike hugging him back. 
                          
"Yes you did." He said while laying his head on my chest.
                          
"Ok I did," I responded while holding him closer to me. 
                          
"Asshole." He mumbled with a small laugh. 
                          
"But you love me." I say while kissing the top of his forehead, "Right." 
                          
He shifted slightly, "Why didn't you tell me how you felt about earlier?" 
                          
I sighed, his head still ok my chest while his arms wrapped around my torso. 
                          
"I didn't think you'd feel the same way." I admitted, "And when I did say it, I didn't think you were listening. What I say back in your changing room... I'm sorry Dean. Because it was obviously a lie. When I say I love you, I mean that," 
                          
He stayed quiet for before looking up at me, "I love you too," 
                          
"You do?" I asked him softly. 
                          
He nodded, "I mean, I have for a while now. But I thought you wouldn't have agreed, y'know. I know how you are with relationships. I was confused when you said it. I should have just talked to you." 
                          
"I should have just told you earlier." I say to him. 
                          
"Are you gonna cry?" He asked me while laying his head on my chest again. 
                          
I laughed, "No," 
                          
"Real men cry," he said with a small laugh. 
                          
"Are you gonna cry?" I asked him. 
                          
"Nah." He said, "I'm just gonna smile." 
                          
"Why?" I asked him gently. 
                          
"Because I got you." He said while raising odd if me,  "And you're something to smile about." 
                          
I smiled and rested my chin on the top of his head. 
                          
I didn't care if people were looking around, snapping pictures, or judging is from afar. 
                          
I had Dean. And I didn't anything else to make me happier.