A/N: For the anon on tumblr, enjoy.

It had been five months. Five whole months since the scandal. Five long months since wwe separated them. The only time they would get to talk is in the ring, Dean ended up winning the wwe championship from Roman at Rumble. The cheers were endless, and deafening. Even though he was heel. Dean had did it, he reached the mountain top.

He proposed to Mel five long months ago. The day after he won the championship. Even though it wasn't real, it was all a stunt, she came out of the curtain, ran down the ramp and hugged him. Celebrating his victory. It was a moment still talked about to this day. The internet loved them, and they both were pushed together by the McMahon's, even though it seemed like there was no real love between them.

Roman moved on to win the World Heavyweight Championship at wrestlemania, inciting a new rivalry with Seth Rollins. Every day for five months he had to see Dean with her. Every day his heart broke more and more. Dean was his, in every sense of the word, just not physically. Triple H made sure of that. They weren't allowed to talk, or even be near each other. It was something that pissed Roman off, but he understood it. He just wanted Dean in his arms again, that wasn't possible though, he knew it.

But it had been five months, no one was talking about the scandal anymore. Everyone was talking about Dean's engagement. Roman took this as an opportunity to try and talk to Dean again.

He walked briskly towards Dean's locker room, making sure that Triple H and Stephanie were no where in sight. The hallways were clear so he seized the opportunity. Before he knocked though he could hear someone in there with Dean.

"They want you to fued with John Cena. That's a great opportunity!" Mel says, sitting down next to Dean. "I don't know i just don't want this to end up with me losing my championship to John, then having to fight back up the card. You know?" Dean relayed his worries to his fiancee.

Mel and him started at not even talking. Stephanie had forced her to get engaged to him and Mel was pissed at him for awhile. But Dean had explained to her that it wasn't his idea, and he truly just wanted to be friends. They had a good thing going. There was no kissing or sex like before so their relationship was a friendship and they both were okay with that.

"You're Dean Ambrose. You'll never be in the midcard again. Don't worry. Talk to creative and we'll see what happens okay?" Mel kissed him on the cheek and Dean smiled. "You're adorable." Dean says, which catches her off guard.

He had been burying his emotions ever since they split him and Roman up. That line was the most he ever said to her in months. "Thanks i guess?" Mel answered, leaving her championship on the couch to go to the bathroom.

"Hey Mel." Dean says knocking on the door.

"Yeah what's up?" She says, opening the door. "We used to have crazy awesome sex. Right?" Dean smirks and she looks down. "It was pretty good. Why?"

"It's just i know you've been going without because of the engagement and so have i, so what if, every now and again, we relieve stress by having sex... with each other."

Mel didn't know what to say. She didn't want to go there again with him, but she couldn't deny how great he was looking. Could she? "Dean i'm not sure that's a good idea, we'd be opening old wounds and you're still in love with-" Dean cut her off with a kiss. He held on her face and pressed his body onto hers as his tongue slowly found his way into her mouth.

Mel pushed him back, completely caught off guard by him kissing her, she paused him, but Dean kissed her again, forcing his tongue down her throat. She gave in, kissing him back. Dean's hands found their way into her small shorts, which happened to be her wrestling gear. She said nothing, Dean looked at her, asking her for permission. Before ultimately sinking two wicked fingers inside of her. "Dean i have a match in ten minutes." Mel whispered and gasped loudly, moving slowly against his fingers. "I know, i just.." Dean kissed her again, rubbing his cock against her sex. "I want you to think about it, okay?" Mel nodded quietly, and Dean took his fingers out of her.

Mel fixed her ring gear up, and she came out of the bathroom. "Do i look okay?" Dean nodded, feeling his growing boner in his jeans. He hadn't thought about her in that way for a long time. Only two people ever in life could give him instant boners, Mel was one of them. "Yeah, you look hot." He says, smiling. Mel kisses him on the cheek and then opens the door.

Roman hears this all go down and he could feel himself on the verge of tears. Dean was moving on, and that was reason enough to cry.

Dean came out after Mel and saw Roman walking towards his locker room. He noticed the big guy looking a little sad so he followed him. Roman goes in and Dean follows right after, closing the door.

"Hey you okay?" Dean asked, leaning against his door. "Get the fuck out Dean!" Roman warns him.

"We haven't spoken in five months and the first thing you say to me is get the fuck out? What did i do?" Dean spat, staying in place.

"You're in that damn locker room, fingering that bitch, that's what! Like you don't care about me at all!" Roman pushed him back against the wall, trapping him between his arms.

"She's my fiancee, if i want to fucking finger her i will. Not like you're giving it up these days you asshole, no one is more of a bitch than you, instead of fighting or us, you let me go. So fuck you!" Dean mushed him with his nose and it only made Roman angrier.

Roman put him in a headlock then Dean punched his ribs, pushing Roman down to the floor. He pinned Roman's hands above his head and held him there. "Admit you like her, Dean. Just fucking admit it!" Roman yelled at him.

"I like her okay? That doesn't mean i don't love you!" Roman found himself getting hard at Dean's words. The two men were breathing hard. Dean let go of Roman's hands and cupped him through his jeans keeping him down on the floor.

"I'm just trying to make the best of a bad situation, Ro. It doesn't mean i don't love you. I love you. Only you. But i'm with her okay. I'm engaged. Let me be."

Once he pulled away, Roman pushed off of him, and they looked at each other, with tears in their eyes. "You really think I'm a bitch?" Roman asked, moving to sit on the bench.

"Honestly yeah, your career was more important than me, and so was Gal. Everything was more important than me. I love you Roman but you need to stand up, or let me go." Dean said it so sadly, like this would be his very last ultimatum for them. He was tired of not being able to have Roman and all the roadblocks. He was tired of it all.

Dean looked at him one last time before he left the room, wiping his tears.

Dean was laying in bed, waiting for Mel to get out of the bathroom. She was taking forever in there and Dean was starting to wonder if she was okay.

When Mel came out, Dean's jaw dropped, as she was in lingerie. "Mel.. what's this about?" Dean asked, slowly licking his lips.

"I've been keeping my distance because i know you're in love with Roman, and i didn't want to come in between that. But you're right, i've been going without and that displeases me greatly. So i thought about what you said, and i agree. We should help each other out."

Mel got on top of him, and almost automatically Dean wrapped her in his arms. "It's been a long time, can you handle this?" Dean asked, Mel pressed against his growing erection, while Dean cursed under his breath. She was gorgeous, and tempting.

"I can if you can." Mel said before she kissed him passionately.