"Shit," Seamus said, pulling the mushroom sauce off the heat. He'd realised once Dean had stopped distracting him with cuddles that he should probably have made some kind of accompaniment to their meal. Potatoes would have been good, but there was no time for that now. "I need to make some rice." A few flicks of his wand set the water to boiling and kept the sauce warm while he measured out the grains of right.
Once that was done, he turned and gave Dean an apologetic look. "There'll be a slight delay."
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