Written for Hogwarts' Romance Awareness Challenge, Day Twenty-Four: Your soulmate mark is only half complete and it completes itself when you spend time with your soulmate.

Word count: 431

I know you'll understand

One morning, over breakfast, Seamus asks him, "What do you think it'll look like when it's finished?"

Dean startles badly, nearly spilling his bowl of coffee (as though a mug would be enough to wake him!).

"What do you mean?" he asks, gaping ungracefully, stifling a yawn and trying to force himself awake.

"Our mark," Seamus explains, tugging at his collar to show his soulmark. The uncomplete flames inked there are as familiar to Dean as his own name, and as always, his fingers itch for the means to complete their mark, be it on paper or skin.

"No idea," Dean replies cheerfully, shrugging. "Isn't that half the fun, though? Not knowing what it'll look like, figuring it out day after day?"

Seamus rolls his eyes. "Of course you'd think that. You like the suspense," he says, spitting out suspense like it's a dirty word.

Dean just smirks. "The suspense just makes the ending that much sweeter. Besides, I like knowing you're too curious to leave me until our mark is complete."

Seamus laughs. "Please, as though I could ever leave you. You'd probably drag me back kicking and screaming."

"I'm not the violent one in this relationship," Dean says pointedly, blowing on his coffee. "I'd just remind you that your mother said she'd disown you if you ever left me."

Seamus pouts, but he doesn't deny it. "You know, it's really unfair that my parents like you so much.

"I am their favorite son," Dean confirms smugly.

"You're not actually their son, though," Seamus says, with a glare that has no heat.

Dean swallows hard. His next words rasps in his throat like knives, and his hands tremble a little. "I could be, though."

Seamus blinks, taken aback. Dean can see the cog turn in his mind, and the way he freezes when his soulmate realizes what Dean is-or isn't-asking.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you mother keeps asking me when I'll make an honest man out of you; and even if I keep telling her that that wouldn't be possible, she does have a point."

Seamus stares, lips twitching into a smile. He frowns, waving his spoon in Dean's face. "This better not be your actual proposal-I expect something much better than that."

Dean laughs. "Alright, then. I'll try to plan something worthy of you."

"You'd better," Seamus mumbles, but his smile is so wide it threatens to split his face open.

Dean huffs out another laugh but he returns to his coffee. And in his mind, he starts to plan.