Dean & Justin
"Of course. I can only withhold so long; I'm not a monster," Dean teased.
"So you think your attempt at being supportive means it's your fault he comes to your birthday party and insults you and all your friends? in what way is that at all your fault? It it's your fault he's a lousy cunt with no respect for anyone, especially not himself. No matter what you felt or did, it isn't your fault how he chose to respond."
Dean couldn't quite find Justin's face in the dark to look at him, so he just rested his head on top of Justin's. "You're not useless, Just. You do layabout quite well, but you're not a bit useless. You're the best friend most of us here have; that's why we're all here. You don't have to be working all day to be considering useful to the people who love you.