When they reached the room, they let go of each other's hands. Dean closed the door behind him while Caden looked around his room. 

The room was vast, almost like the size of an apartment. But surprisingly, the bedroom was plain. The walls were a night sky full of stars, while the furniture is white and dark blue. 

There was a California King bed in the middle of the room with a fluffy rug under it. A nightstand was next to the bed, while there were two dressers across from it. On the left side of the room was a desk with three screens on it and a comfy chair. 

There were three other doors in the room that Caden could tell that one leads to the bathroom and the other leads to the closet. But he did not know what was behind the other door. 

Caden was surprised that the room did not have much in it; it was almost like Dean lived there but, simultaneously, not living there. Caden could not feel any warmth in the room. 

"So, what do you think?" Dean asked as he made his way to his bed, lying down. 

Touching the sheets, Dean could tell that his mother probably had the workers still changing his sheets. He should tell his mother that she could stop that because he would not come home any time soon. 

Caden took a seat next to him as he continued looking around, "Do you want me to give an honest answer?" 

Dean shrugged, not caring if the response was positive or negative. 

"The room seems cold and lonely." 

Dean laughed before turning to his side to look at Caden. He grabbed the man's hand, running his hand down Caden's fingers. "I have always been jealous of others' homes. Even though mine was big and had everything, It never had a warmth to it like others." 

Caden watched Dean's hand running down his fingers while not moving them away. "It was the same for me too." 

Dean looked up, feeling guilty about complaining, "I am sorry. I am making it seem like everything was hard here when nothing compares to what you had to deal with." 

Caden shook his head, smiling, "It is fine. A negative environment is still a negative one, even if the situations are different." 

"You're right." Dean lets go of Caden's hand before continuing, "Do you want to change your clothes? I know you do not want to wear a dress any longer than you have to." 

"Yeah." Caden stood up; he was ready to take off the dress he had on and the push-up bra. 

"The door near the desk is the closet. You can pick any clothes to wear." 

Caden walked to the closet door, opening it as he saw that it was like another room. He walked into the closet, seeing clothes, shoes, and other things. The area was vast and seemed to go on forever. If Dean wanted to, he could turn the closet into a guest room. 

Pushing his thoughts away, Caden looked around until he found a hoodie and sweatpants. He picks them up, putting them to the side before taking off his dress and push-up bra. 

Once they were off, he put the hoodie and sweatpants on. Caden also took out his hair tie, letting his hair fall. He let out a sigh of relief at finally getting to breathe. 

Caden picked up the dress, folding it, before putting the bra on top. He walked out of the closet, closing the door behind him before setting the clothes next to the bed. 

Dean was resting his head on his pillow. His eyes were closed. Caden got on the bed, lying across from Dean before poking his stomach. "Did you fall asleep? We haven't had dinner yet." 

Opening one eye, Dean groaned before closing them, "Someone will come later with food." 

Caden continued to poke Dean until the man finally opened his eyes. "You may be stronger than me, Caden, but I will hit you." 

Caden laughed, "How can you already be tired?" 

"I am a simple person. Once I lie down on a bed, I end up falling asleep." 

Caden was getting ready to comment when there was a knock at the door. He got off the bed, leaving Dean alone for now, as he reached the door. 

When he opened it, a woman dressed in a white and black suit had a cart with her. There was food at the top. "This is for you and the young master. Once you have finished eating, bring the cart back outside, and I will pick it up." 

"Thank you," Caden spoke as he grabbed the cart, bringing it into the room. 

The woman did not say anything as she bowed before walking away. 

Caden pulled the cart towards the bed before shaking Dean awake. Dean waved off his hand while muttering, "I am sleeping." 

"It is time to eat." 

"No." 

"I was not asking Dean." 

"No." 

"Dean, you have five sec-" 

"Five more minutes, please." 

Caden sighed before grabbing Dean's shoulder and pulling him to his back. Dean opened his eyes, getting ready to complain when Caden covered his mouth with his hand. 

"I will stuff food down your throat if you do not get up. Do you understand?" Caden slowly spoke. 

Dean gulped before nodding. Caden pulled his hand away as the man sat up. Caden gave him a smile before handing him his food. 

Dean took the food without complaining. 

It was the next morning when Dean woke up to something hard on his backside. He moved around, trying to push the hardness away without getting up. 

After a second, a hand gripped his hip, keeping him in place, when a deep voice whispered in his ear. "I advise that you stop moving, Dean, or there will be a problem." 

Dean's face was red as he bit his lip to hold back a moan from Caden's hand, gripping his hip. He forgot that they both fell asleep on the bed together. Which meant that the hard thing he was feeling was- 

Dean did not want to continue with that thought. 

"Sorry. Should, uh, should I get up?" Dean asked. Knowing what was on his backside made him want to push back on it. But, he gripped his sheets instead, trying to remain calm. 

Caden was breathing in his ear before resting his head on Dean's shoulder. His hand was flexing on the man's hip as he was trying to control himself. 

"Give me a second." Caden let out. 

Dean began to nibble on his bottom lip as he closed his eyes, trying to let out calming breaths. "I don't think I can give you a second. I need to go to the bathroom." Dean weakly said. 

He was hard and needed to go to the bathroom because Caden was only making the problem worse. 

Caden did not say anything as he let go of Dean before moving away. But instead of leaving the bed, he grabbed Dean's shoulder and pushed him on his back. 

Dean did not say anything as they both stared at each other. "I'm sorry." Caden apologized. 

Dean shook his head, "It is fine. Morning wood happens." 

"That's not what I'm sorry about." 

Dean looked confused at what Caden meant when the man started to bend his head down towards his.