At first, Sam was very comfortable making out with Harry in his old childhood bedroom, just as he had always been happy to make out with him most anywhere else. Although he was slightly less fond of PDA than Harry, because he still had some common decency and Harry seemed to consider that a flaw.

However, then his brother's voice was suddenly in his ear and it took willpower to not push Harry off his lap. He did pull away from him though, immediately feeling caught out. "Shit, I didn't know he would... I'm so-- That's Matty."

He assumed that was kind of obvious from context and here he was blushing, as if he had been caught doing something bad. "Guess we gotta." Damn it. He'd rather hide under his bed.