Seamus felt the bristling at the back of his neck. He could've easily lost his temper, but he struggled to maintain himself. This wasn't just anyone, this was Dean! Dean knew him better than he knew himself! It wasn't likely he'd be able to hide how he felt from his friend. "It's not..." He started, stopped,and struggled to force himself to talk about it. This was Dean. He could trust Dean. He needed to trust Dean. Seamus couldn't imagine himself without his best friend.
"It's not just this, it's just..it's everything!" He blurted out finally.