Simon stood frozen in the kitchen as Morgan disappeared, a look of hurt flashing across his face. Reality came harshly to him, the fact that Morgan didn't want anything like that with him. He had probably only kissed him because he wanted to diffuse the argument or hell maybe he was still thinking of Dean.
With a growl of frustration the man stalked to his own room, closing the door behind him. This only solidified the need to avoid the fae at all costs. And this time Simon would do a much better job of it.