OMG. SHELLY. WHY DIDN'T YOU PULL ME ASIDE AND INFORM ME OF THIS FIC'S EXISTENCE????

AND HOLY CRAP. This is so brilliant I can't even begin to describe it.
Roman's denial that is so OBVIOUS and yet so in-character and almost painful to read because you can tell it's going to end in tears--guilty guilty tears--when Roman sobers up and realises he's fucked a random (admittedly hot) guy, which, to his Deniz-addled mind, TOTALLY COUNTS AS CHEATING ON HIS ONE TRUE LOVE.

This whole paragraph made my day. Seriously:
His nipples were hard, two dusty brown peaks that Roman doesn't care anything about and he wasn't looking, even if he glanced down just once, they did not make his mouth water or his fingers itch, because Deniz is just a moron, a stupid moron that Roman got over a long time ago.

And guh, yes, Roman looking out for tall, dark, bastardy men in a dark and smoky club is just. GAH. I DONT KNOW. IT'S FABULOUS, THAT'S ALL.

"the faintest tease of sideburns scratching Roman's cheek" that bit is gorgeous. No, really. THE TEASE BIT. I LIKE IT. SO MUCH.

I want moar, Shelly. The longer version. OR, IDK, A SEQUEL OR SOMETHING. JUST, GIVE ME MOAR. I WILL LAP IT UP.