Our Love // Ambrollins
Dean sat in the therapists office, watching as he held up a piece of paper with the face of his ex-lover: Seth Rollins.
"What is it with this guy?" the therapist questioned as Dean scanned the paper, painful memories flashing back into mind.
"I hate his stupid face, his stupid hair...," Dean began, but couldn't go on. His eyes were becoming more teared up with each word he said.
"What happened?" the therapist pried, claiming it was only best to talk about things. Dean closed his eyes, the sound of the chair hitting his back filling his ears. The evil smirk on Seth's face as he stood above him stuck in his head. The therapist could tell he was reliving that night - the one that ruined everything Dean and Seth ever had between them. "What you hate is him moving on, Dean. You miss him. You two were close, yes?" Dean simply nodded. "You still have feelings for him?"
The last question stung, as Dean was unsure how to answer it, considering he wasn't sure himself of the real answer.
"No, I hate him," Dean replied, hanging his head. His bangs went into his eyes, but he was hoping it would help to cover up the tears that were escaping.
Cover by: @-lunatix