Terry melted into the kiss, pulling Seamus down on top of him. Seamus couldn't kiss him like this if there wasn't something there, some sort of genuine feeling, so maybe there was hope after all. Maybe if he just gave Seamus time, he'd be comfortable enough to come out.
After a few more minutes of kissing, Terry slid from the bed and pulled Seamus after him, and, pausing for a kiss here and there, headed for the bathroom.
He turned the taps on and charmed them to go as hot as they could, and with a look at Seamus from over his shoulder, he stepped under the spray. He held out a hand for Seamus to join him.