Seamus chuckled. He could imagine Justin's reaction to the magical world had been something like Dean's. "I guess I was lucky, I grew up with a little of both." Sometimes he wished magic and technology would get along better. It would be nice to have a television in his flat, but there was no way it would withstand the concentrated magic of Monument Alley.
He smiled back at Justin, tilting his head to claim a proper kiss, slow and sweet. When he broke away, he glanced at the clock and sighed. Too much of the morning had passed already. "Let's go back to bed," he whispered against Justin's lips. "We can finish the movie another time."