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"Kevin! Down boy! You'll wake him!"

The little furball gave his daddy a look that made it very clear what he thought of that idea and made himself comfortable on Dean's chest, fluffy head settling on his tiny paws.

"Fine! On your own head be it if he wakes up and tips you off the couch…don't know why he's there anyway. I've told him a thousand times to come to bed no matter what time his flight gets in at."

Seth patted the two fuzzy heads he cared most about in the world as he passed by the sofa on his way to the kitchen.

"Suppose that tells me everything I need to know really doesn't it? He thinks he's just visiting, this thing we have is just killing time…when's he going to figure I'm serious Kev? Why doesn't he get it? All I want is for him to realise this could be his home. Here with me…his boyfriend."

He sighed deeply as he entered the kitchen, mood sombre as he fixed two cups of coffee. Not quite ready to wake Dean just yet, he stared, unseeing, out of the window as he sipped at his mug.

His reverie was disturbed by an arm sliding around his waist and a stubbled chin resting on his shoulder. A wet nose nudged against his arm.

"Did you mean all those things you said when you thought I was asleep?"

"You weren't?"

"Nope, and you didn't answer my question…do you really not know how serious I am about you?"

Seth turned to face Dean properly, the sight of the sleep ruffled man carefully cradling a contented Kevin in one arm making him smile.

"You're an idiot Seth, but you're my idiot. I'm crazy in love with you…"

Kevin yipped.

"…and you too little dude. Now be a good boyfriend and grab my coffee there so we can go back to bed, drink up, maybe cuddle for a bit and then we're going to make plans for me to get moved in."

Dean headed off in the direction of the bedroom, chattering to Kevin as he walked, Seth trailing along behind happily in their wake.