Well…if boners make you uncomfortable, then you may not want to read this….eh…

BONER ALERT trololol

"I feel like we're invading their privacy," Harry whispered to Ron and Neville, who were standing to the left of him. "I mean, we're watching them sleep."

"Shut up, Harry!" Ron whispered. "We all share a dorm room. What they do in here is completely our business. I'm just trying to figure out when this happened. We all went to bed at the same time; I saw them get into their own beds!"

"Dean got out of his bed and joined Shay in his," Neville replied coolly. "You guys were both out, and Dean didn't know I was still awake. I saw." Ron huffed as they watched the two boys in the bed. Dean was spooning Seamus as they both lay shirtless with the blankets covering up to their waists. Seamus had a small smile on his lips as he dreamt.

"Bloody hell...Look who's got a stiffy!" Ron gaped as he walked around the bed so he was facing Seamus' front.

"Be quiet, Ron. It's not like you've never woken up with a little surprise trying to burst out of your shorts," Neville whispered. "And this is Seamus we're talking about." Ron rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"At least he's wearing something. Anyway-" Ron started, before being interrupted by Dean's eyes fluttering open. "Bollocks."

"Good morning," Dean said softly, his voice still groggy from sleep. He turned his head away from the boys to kiss the back of Seamus' head. "Care to tell me why you were watching us sleep?"

"Well, um, we just found it unusual, that's all," Harry tried to reassure him. "I didn't find it unusual," Neville muttered. "These idiots didn't know that you had sneaked into Shay's bed, that's all. And we were just heading down to breakfast. We'll leave you two alone."

With that, the three boys walked out the door, grumbling to each other about various things. "They had sex!In ourdorm room!"one of the voices shrieked from outside. It was Ron's. Dean lay still, staring at his boyfriend's hair.

Wait. His boyfriend? No, no, no. Seamus was Dean's best friend. They had kissed a few times and gone out on a date, but they were still...What were they, really? Friends don't make out, or fall in love, or have sex, or get married, or anything. But Dean wanted all those things from Seamus. What?

"I'm going to kill all three of them, and I'll make sure they die a very slow and very painful death," Seamus whispered, but Dean could tell he was smiling by the tone of his voice. "What time is it?"

"Time for breakfast," Dean smiled, nuzzling into Seamus' neck. "I guess I better get up if I want to get to class on time." Seamus sighed and opened his eyes.

"I wish I could sleep forever," the Irish boy yawned. "In this bed. With you." Dean chuckled as he sat up, leaving Seamus to fall onto his back and sprawl across the bed.

"Shay?" Dean asked, looking down at his lap and rubbing his hands together. Seamus moved quickly to cover his lower half with blankets before Dean got the chance to look back at him. "Am I your...boyfriend?

""Well," Seamus started, taking a deep breath in. He maneuvered his hand under Dean's thin white button- up and gently ran his nails down his back, causing the taller boy to shudder. "Only if you want to be." Dean grinned and twisted his torso so he was facing his best friend.

"I want to be," he told Seamus. "And I don't care what anyone else thinks. I want to be with you, and that's all that matters." Seamus smiled as a blush rose to his cheeks. Dean stood up and moved so he could stand over Seamus' head. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to Seamus' lips, then walked out the door.

"Guh," was the only sound that came out of Seamus' mouth as he sat up.

"What was that?" Dean asked, popping his head back in the room, adjusting his tie that he had found somehwere outside of the room. Seamus shook his head. "Oh. I'll walk you to breakfast?"

"Um, I'm not really hungry. I need to, er, take care of something up here. I'll catch up with you at lunch?" he offered, his face turning bright red.

"Alright. See you later, love," Dean smiled as he grabbed the rest of his things and left the room for good. Seamus laid back and suddenly, the only thing that filled his mind was the wonderful and beautiful Dean Thomas.