"Mmm," Dean agreed, not quite sure where Seamus' nimble mind had leaped on to. He was sure the fruit of their late-night words would turn up at some point down the line when his friend's mind had worked its way on to something workable.
Dean just rolled his eyes and shook his head. Teasing was just part of their friendship, and it wasn't like they exactly stood on ceremony food-wise.
He was starting to drift off as Seamus settled back down, even as his hand automatically started stroking his hair, the movements sluggish and clearly slowing. "Love you too," he said sleepily, replying automatically as he drifted off to sleep.