AN: Hali wanted Harry/Dean, prompt: Futbol
Futbol
Harry kept a secret stash of chocolate, just for this. He loved placing a chocolate on Dean's chocolate chest, watching it melt, and then licking it up. He liked to have a chocolate in his own mouth and pass it with a kiss.
He was licking those beautiful smeared lips when his love started chocking.
He'd taken one look at the darkening color, the panicked eyes, and apparrated them to St. Mungo's, sans clothes and all. It'd be a long time before that front page was forgotten. But it was worth it. The healers said it was an allergic reaction, and minutes had made all the difference.
At first he'd been confused though, they'd had all of those chocolates before. Until the twins showed up, shuffling their feet. It was supposed to have killed erections for 24 hours. Harry hadn't even noticed. The twins hadn't known Dean was allergic to flobberworm skin.
They did now. Harry was making them help his detained boyfriend til he was better. They were actually being very solicitous.
"Here you go mate, tea sandwich with with wet lettus, just like you said." Fred said offering up the sandwich, with a helpful, glad to please expression.
"I fed, tease sandwith wiff wettus!" Dean tried to say indignantly.
Fred looked horrified, "I'm so sorry! I'll fix that right away!" He left before Dean could say anymore.
Dean sighed and looked at George, "Hood you gay mm futbol?" he asked without much hope. George nodded eagerly and left.
Harry felt sorry for Dean, and wondered what George would bring back this time. Even when sincerely sorry, the twins were still the twins.