Seamus said, "You are such a pathetic sick patient," and Dean threw a pillow at him, which missed him entirely. It wasn't Dean's fault; a cold was a cold, and hardly worth the trip to the infirmary, but it was still bloody miserable.

"I don't see you making it any easier for me," Dean said, and sneezed so violently that Seamus jumped right up off the bed.

"You're just trying to get me sick, you wanker," Seamus declared, indignant. Dean grinned, and reached up to haul Seamus back down.

"Problem?" Dean murmured, and kissed him.

"Faster this way," Seamus agreed.

 

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