"Yes anymore, if you wanted," Seamus said, stubborn as only a Gryffindor-and-honorary-Hufflepuff could be. "Once Charlie starts Queer nights, I'm going to take you out and prove it to you." He pulled away from his snuggling to look seriously into Dennis's face. "There is nothing wrong with you." He knew that they all had their problems - him not least - with trust issues and commitment issues and any number of other things, but Dennis had been so wonderfully free of all that until Paden had come along to mess everything up. "And you're not boring." He slid an arm around Dennis's shoulders and tried to get him to rest his head on Seamus's chest so he could feel 'small and protected' as he'd claimed.
He shook his head with a laugh. "I don't want to go to Nepal. My friends are here. Guess I'd better keep the sex to a once a year occurrence." He held Dennis close as he flailed so they wouldn't go slipping off the cushions. "Sorry not sorry," he teased, catching Dennis's hands in his free hand so he couldn't retaliate. "You needed to laugh. Healer's prescription." And he'd needed it too, maybe. "As long as we get to claim our cuddle with Ernie, I suppose that's alright."