Chapter 5
Dean walked downstairs slowly, fiddling with the seam of his shirt, leaving his thoughts behind in the room where his very best mate was asleep. He'd been watching him for over ten minutes after he passed out, but then he realised what he was doing was kinda creepy and his mother would probably wonder what he was doing, and so he jumped up so quick that his stool nearly fell and just rushed out.
He didn't quite understand why he stayed there. It wasn't something really spectacular watching other people sleep. It was quite boring, to be honest. But somehow he just enjoyed sitting there and looking at Seamus. He could've done it for hours easily.
„Dean? Where have you been that long? Everybody's waiting for you!" his older sister Danielle said, interrupting his thoughts. She stood at the end of the staircase, waiting for him with a worried line between her eyebrows.
„He just ... couldn't fall asleep," Dean lied, thanking God that he wasn't really able to blush.
„Is he all right?" she asked. He noticed a weird tone in her voice, but decided to ignore it.
„Yeh, I guess he's as all right as someone possibly can be. I mean, would you be all right if you were gay and your parents had just kicked you out on Christmas Eve after beating you horribly?" he said with a certain bitterness.
„Well..." she started. Dean didn't wait for her to continue. He just walked past her, said „See?" and entered the living room, where his whole family was waiting.
During the entire evening, all he could think of was how glad he was that he'd found Seamus and that he was going to be okay again soon, hopefully. He just wanted him safe.