"Good thing familiarity didn't breed contempt in our case then, ain't it?!" he joked. "Besides, you don't want to be saved," he said. The instinct to say 'you love me too much' made his stomach squirm, and he skipped it. "Mmm," Dean said. "You know how to spoil me!" he said, nudging Seamus with a grin.
Dean couldn't help but give a slow smile right back. It was the sort of smile that had been giving him an uncomfortable round of butterflies in his stomach of late, or whatever the magical equivalent of that was. "Ah, yes, let the creative people do the creative shit!" he teased. Seamus' creativity was just fine but if he had to actually draw or create something himself it... well it was best he left it to Dean and Dominic. Seamus had his own strengths. Making Dean smile among them.