Hey there. It's LeBekahrrr. If you don't lke boy on boy kissing, then don't read.

Not enough recent Deamus around at the moment, and seeing as I'm addicted to them here's my version. Probably gonna be a one shot, but might do more if it's liked.

Please review :D

Don't own anything I shouldn't blaaahh.


Hidden?

Dean held his breath. He was bursting for oxygen but he couldn't risk being heard, and to make things worse he had left his wand in his dorm in a desperate attempt to escape Ginny. Yes, she was in another one of her rages again. He had ducked around a corner in one of the never ending corridors, unsure of where he was or how hidden he appeared to be. It wasn't long before he heard her piercing shrieks and fast, furious foot stomps approach his hiding place. He must have been well hidden, because she soon got fed up and lumbered on.

As soon as her footsteps were nothing but distant echoes, he let out a long sigh of relief. Was having a girlfriend really meant to be this hard? The past few days had been nothing but arguing with her and been expected to do whatever she asked. He wasn't completely sure what he'd done this time to deserve such a punishment, but he regretted it, whatever it may have been.

"Dean?"

Dean let out a quick yelp as someone put their hand on his back. He swatted it off and prepared to break into another physically-demanding chase to escape the girlfriend from hell. The grip tightened on his shoulder.

"Whoa, where do you think you're going?"

The tone of the voice wasn't angry, or in fact a feminine voice at all. Dean tilted his head so he could see who was behind him.

"Seamus!" Dean lowered his head and smiled in relief. "I thought you were someone else."

Seamus smiled with him. He couldn't help but notice the way Dean' jaw line had looked from behind, so dark and untouched. Or the way his hair fell, slightly messy from the running yet still so perfect. Or the way –

"Seamus?"

Dean' expression had turned into a slightly confused look and he turned to face his friend properly.

"Whaaaa... Right, sorry. You ok?"

Dean grimaced, rolling his eyes dramatically.

"Just my crazy-ass girlfriend again. You know, sometimes I think girls aren't worth it all."

Seamus perked up. This had caught his attention. 'Girls' aren't worth it all? Could be possibly be saying... No, he couldn't be. He had been so convinced this was unrequited love for the past 7 months now, but maybe he had been wrong all along.

"Girls? Only girls? I mean, what you mean, you know, when you said not girls..." Seamus fumbled on his words, unsure how to piece them together.

"Haha, yes! The sooner I get rid of Ginny, the better. I'm sure not every girl is as deranged as her, but you know." He paused, and then cocked his head to the side. "Wait, why did you ask me about girls in particular?"

Seamus stared hard into Dean's eyes. Dean felt slightly taken aback, Seamus' eyes were so piercing it was almost like he was staring straight into his soul.

"Think about it."

Dean broke their gaze and looked awkwardly at his feet. They were standing so close to one another. He breathed shakily, unsure what to say. Seamus lifted his right hand and used his index finger to lift Dean's chin. He resisted slightly but made a brief eye contact again, his eyes flickering between the floor and Seamus' face. Dean didn't know what to say. He didn't even know what to think.

"Dean..." Seamus whispered, moving so close to his friend that their noses almost touched.

Something clicked inside of Dean at that moment. The realisation. Why he had found it so hard to hold another girl, why he'd rather spend time with his friends than with his relationships. The resistance wasn't enough, the urge was too strong. They were so close. He couldn't take it, he couldn't hold himself back. He smoothly and quickly turned his head slightly to the side and closed his eyes, pressing his lips against Seamus'. He didn't struggle, he didn't turn away. He moved his hands to Seamus' neck and the back of his head, slowly taking in the touch of his fingers on his friend's skin.

Dean got stronger and deeper, pushing Seamus' head backwards. Seamus tensed his closed eyes, overwhelmed yet satisfied with the whole situation. He felt so happy, so buzzed and at comfort. Power and energy soared through his body and he knew this was simply... right.


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