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Written for; Buttons Bonanza, 9. DeanSeamus

Word Count; 457


I Missed You


Seamus wondered. He wondered where Dean was, what he was doing, if he was even - Nope. Not finishing that sentence. He wondered if Dean was still sketching, if he was in hiding with his mum and little sister, if he was still able to go to football games.

He wondered if he'd made new friends wherever he was, if he'd even - Nope. Not finishing that thought either, because Seamus couldn't stand to think of Dean with anyone else.

Not when he should be here, with Seamus.

"Dean," Seamus gasped. He ran forward, pleased when Dean immediately moved to hug him back. They clung to each other for a long moment, Seamus taking the time to inhale the familiar smell of Dean.

It felt so right to be back in his arms again. Right where he belonged.

"How are you doing, baby?" Dean asked, leaning back so he could see Seamus' face more clearly. He tutted over Seamus' many wounds, but Seamus wasn't in any pain at all, too happy to be with Dean to worry about the cuts and bruises that littered his skin.

"I'm so happy to see you," he replied, pulling Dean closer once more.

They stood together, relearning the feel of one another again until the plans were finalised by the others.

"Are you ready for this?" Dean asked, taking his hand in a firm grip.

Seamus grinned. "I am. Stay beside me, okay?"

"I'm not letting you out of my sight ever again," Dean promised.

They split up. Not by choice, but the spells flying were finding them easier when they were attached to one another, and in the melee, they lost each other.

Once it was all over, Seamus searched frantically, to no avail.

He was so tired, so sore, and so worried, but he just couldn't move anymore. Hoping that Dean would come and find him, he headed to the tower, to the bed he'd slept on for seven years, and prayed that when he woke, Dean would be by his side.

"Baby, move over."

Seamus blinked awake, startled. When he looked to the side, it was to find Dean, bloodied and bruised, trying to slide into the bed.

Seamus shifted over, careful not to fall off the other side, and Dean lay down beside him, pulling Seamus against his chest.

"Merlin, I'm so glad you're safe," Dean murmured into his hair.

"Where were you?" Seamus asked. "I looked for you."

"I was in Hogsmeade, helping them search for… well. I wanted to come back, but they needed help and -"

"I get it," Seamus promised. "Sleep now. I love you. I'm so glad you're here, Dean."

"I love you too. I missed you, Baby."

"I missed you too."