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It wasn't like Seth wanted to leave his daughter with someone while he was at work all day, but the new job that he had recently taken – because it was better, he would make a lot of things better for them – wouldn't allow him to do anything else. At first, he thought just a babysitter would be good for him to have for the hours that he was away, but he was thankful that he had Roman to talk to about it. Roman has had his daughter longer than Seth has had his – Roman's daughter now being 5 and Seth's daughter being 2 – and Seth trusted Roman a lot more than he trusted himself in this matter.

Ella – his daughter – was a handful for most people to deal with. It used to be that Seth would watch the girls – his daughter and Roman's – during the day while Roman worked and Roman would watch them at night while Seth worked. That's not how this was working anymore, especially since Roman's daughter was starting Kindergarten today and would just be able to go to the after-school care the school provides until Roman could pick her up. Before the babysitter, Seth had thought about maybe enrolling her in a daycare, but got queasy thinking about it when she was so young, so that was dropped immediately in favor of keeping her at home.

Roman had been there to guide him through questions and had eventually helped him decide on a nanny. A nanny and a babysitter are apparently two different things; a nanny does a hell of a lot more than a babysitter. Seth thought it was a good idea and with a recommendation for which one to use from Roman, he hired the nanny, who was actually a guy. So… manny? He wasn't sure. He was just glad to have someone to watch after his most prized possession.

He's rushing around now, the morning of the first day of his new job, and Ella is bouncing where she's sitting on the floor as she watches Sesame Street, entranced. It would have been a cute sight to film if Seth wasn't busy panicking over where he had put his keys and wondering where this damn nanny was. It was hectic more than anything and he was ready to pull his hair out, but refrains from touching it because it had taken far too long to get it in the perfect ponytail it was in now.

He breathes a sigh of relief as he hears the doorbell, even though he still hadn't managed to find his keys, and is dashing to answer it. When it opens the door, he gets an eyeful of an unexpected sight.

The guy is handsome. His eyes are blue, he has a bit of scruff on his cheeks, his hair is curly and unruly, but the thing is, this isn't what he was expecting from a nanny. The guy was dressed in jeans that were slightly ripped and a leather jacket and what looked to be a slightly stained tank top. He certainly wasn't trying to make too good of an impression, was he?

Nonetheless, Seth really didn't have time to be picky – especially when Roman was the one who recommended this guy – and try to find someone else who could potentially watch Ella while he was at work.

The guy was at least formal enough to offer his hand and a bright smile that showed off adorable dimples. "Dean Ambrose, that one nanny guy you hired. I'm here to take care of your poop machine."

The words, despite Seth trying his hardest not to, draw a laugh from him as he takes his hand quickly, shaking it. "Seth Rollins. I'm so sorry to be rushing this along, but I've gotta be out of here in the next 15 minutes and I have absolutely no idea where my keys on. Let me show you where Ella is and introduce you."

"No problem," Dean is saying, following Seth in as the single parent leads him into the house, closing the door behind him. He is relatively quiet as he follows Seth to where Ella is still sitting and bouncing on the floor as she watches her show. "Oh snap, Sesame Street. Someone's got some awesome tastes in TV shows. I have a feeling me and you are going to be good friends."

The stranger's voice and the mention of Sesame Street snap the girl out of her train of thoughts, but she's immediately looking up at Dean and grinning at him, and jeez, this guy seems to be good at this so far. Seth is reaching down and picking Ella up quickly, tossing her up slightly to catch her again. She erupts into immediate giggles and is placing her hands onto Seth's cheeks, pushing them together to make his lips pucker. Another wave of giggles erupts and Seth aches to know that he's going to be leaving her soon, even if it was for the best.

"Ella, this is Dean. He's going to be watching you while Daddy goes to work like Uncle Ro did at night," Seth is saying to his daughter, kissing her on the cheek and smiling as she tries to bat him away, grumbling something that resembled, 'daddy no'. "Dean, this is Ella. She's already eaten this morning and she is due for a N-A-P around noon. I should be back around 3:30. If you have any trouble, you can just call me." He pauses, sighing heavily as he puts Ella down. "As soon as I find my keys."

"Keys are definitely important," Dean agrees before he's ruffling Ella's hair some and looking around. Within moments, he's lifting up a pair of keys with a curious look. "These them?"

"Yes," Seth says, shocked and pleased all at once. "My God, you're a lifesaver. Thank you."

"Don't thank me. I'm doing what I'm getting paid for. Now you go do whatever it is you do that you get paid for so I can get paid and this kid keeps a roof over her head, right?" Dean questions and Seth is nodding, thanking him once more before he's kissing Ella on her head and dashing out the door to make sure he makes it to work on time.

The first day, as always, is a complete pain, especially when he's panicking over the fact that Ella is with a nanny he barely knows and he feels like a shit father for it. Until Dean is starting to send updates with pictures to show that Ella was doing just fine – albeit making a mess in the process. Her toys were everywhere from the looks of it and all of her dresses were out. She ends up eating mac 'n' cheese and getting it everywhere, including all over both look like they're doing okay though.

A picture of Ella sleeping is sent around noon and after that, until about 1:30, all the photos and messages cease. When they come back again, they're watching a movie and Ella has climbed her way to sit on Dean's shoulder on the couch and was taking the picture herself. Seth can't help but grin, glad for all of the updates. It definitely made things easier to get through in Seth's day.

When Seth gets home around closer to 4PM, he finds that the house in better condition than he left it in. The dishes were done, most of Ella's toys were put up, the counters were cleaned, and a quick check told Seth that even the laundry was done. He was… shocked to say the least. He can't remember the last time his house had looked this decent. He never had time for cleaning between work and Ella. It must have shown on his face, because there's a proud grin on Dean's face.

"All in a day's work," is what he says before he's pointing to the living room. "She's in there watching Disney movies. There's a hotdog in the fridge that I made and cut up for her for lunch that she didn't get around to. Kid was too focused on her mac 'n' cheese. Ah… I'll be back tomorrow. Earlier, just in case. It can get a bit harder for kids to see their parents leave at an irregular time the second day and such. They're already used to me and will probably notice that it's going to be a pattern," Dean rambles for a moment, clearing his throat. "Yeah, so, see you tomorrow."

And that's that. Seth watches the man go and his eyes drift to his ass. It was at the moment that he remembers just how long it had been since he last had sex. Years. Years. And here he was thinking about his nanny in ways he really shouldn't be thinking of him. Fuck. This wasn't going to end well, was it?

One night that can be said about Seth though, is that he had amazing self-control. He manages to get through six months of seeing Dean every morning and every afternoon without doing anything about his desire. He goes through six months of seeing him interacting with Ella and seeing his dimples when he smiled without making a move. It was over six month later now and Seth had just gotten off from work.

It was way past his normal hour, but half of the office was out with a stomach bug and he had volunteered to catch up on the work. If he had known how much work there was, he wouldn't have. It's already past 9PM and he feels overworked and he was glad for the extended weekend that he had now. He was so glad that Dean had such flexible hours, or he would be fucked over for this. He would have to pay him extra for this. Mega extra.

As Seth comes in as quietly as he can, he can hear some kind of kid movie playing in the living room, so he tiptoes in there. With the couch located in the middle of the room, it gave Seth to sneak in just a bit to see how things were doing, and his heart nearly explodes from the cute that was in front of him.

Dean is sprawled across the couch, his head on the arm of the couch closest to the doorway, tilted back on it. On his chest was Ella, who was dozing away with her thumb in her mouth, completely out of it, looking peaceful. Seth doesn't realize what he's doing until he's gently pushing his hair into Dean's hair.

Dean's eyes flutter open, blurry and unfocused before he's looking up at Seth and giving a small, tired smile. He brings a finger to his lips, telling Seth to be quiet, before he's supporting Ella against his chest and sitting up, managing not to wake her. Seth follows Dean into Ella's room, where he sets her into her crib – Seth was going to need to change that out soon, fuck – and turns on the baby monitor. Then, they're slowly creeping out.

It's such a natural thing for Dean to do, closing the door silently and handing Seth the baby monitor. "I tried to keep her awake until you got back, but she just…" he's waving his hand, before he's rubbing at his eyes, trying to rub sleep away.

It's at that moment that Seth's self-control shatters. He's immediately cupping Dean's cheek, trying to talk himself out of it, because Dean is the best help he has right now and he can't just…

But then Dean is the one leaning forward and their lips are sliding together perfectly, causing Seth to make a soft noise of want before he's pressing closer.

Dean is wrapping his arms around him and he's returning the favor, their lips pressing harder and the movements getting more frantic, before Dean is pulling away quickly.

"Oh no, we can't do this," Dean whispers out shakily and Seth – during all the time that he has seen Dean – had never pegged the man as someone who followed the rules of not sleeping with their boss. "Your daughter is literally asleep just behind this door and could wake up at any point and I am not being caught with my pants down. Oh no." Well, Seth pegged that all wrong, didn't he? "You name another time and place where we might not get interrupted and I am all for it, but fuck, you have the worst timing."

"Stay the night?" is all Seth breathes out in response and Dean gives a small groan, but is already nodding.

"Yes. Yeah. I'll stay the night, just… I don't think I should work for you anymore. If we're going to be doing this. But I'll still watch Ella. I've got a freelance job anyway," Dean murmurs and Seth just looks at him for a moment. "Unless this is just a onetime deal?"

"No," Seth whispers, a small smile coming to his lips. "No, not a onetime deal. C'mon, let's get to bed."

Chapter Two will be Nanny!Seth and Single Parent!Dean. Super excited.