Seamus is used to the usual nightmare, but one night it changes and he goes to the one person who can make it better. And it works. Seamus/Dean.

A picture is worth a thousand words, and a writer's brush is his pen. Seamus and Dean discover different ways of expressing themselves. Dean/Seamus.

And so they danced, in the rain, on a Tuesday afternoon. One-shot. Slight Seamus/Dean.

Dean awoke in the middle of the night to the sound of sobbing. He supposed it wasn't the actual crying that did it, but the person in question. Dean/Seamus