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Tweak says, "Clearly, fame isn't everything"

Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-19 13:34:00

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character: dean thomas, character: seamus finnigan, status: complete

Hey soul sister
Who: Seamus, Dean and [NPC] Jess
What: Family
Where: York
When: Sunday
Rating: SFW?

Seamus should have been happy. His new chef was working out, he was adequately fed every day, he'd had a good date with Justin, the Kestrels had won. On top of that, he'd even slept well Friday night and Battlescars had gone well. His friends were living their lives, no one seemed to be in particular distress. Everything was good and Seamus knew that those times were rare - so he should have been happy. The fact that he wasn't, that he was walking around feeling as if he had an itch under his skin that he couldn't get to, was really pissing him off.

He wasn't stupid. He knew it was to do with Dean dating, to do with the fact that things were going well with Ophelia and he and Dean had barely seen each other this week. Ever since the cuddle party, Seamus had been seriously questioning whether he would ever be able to date successfully. Dean managing to find someone so soon after that was just an unfortunate reminder of everything Seamus wasn't sure he could have. And, to compound matters, it also meant less time with his best friend to take his mind off it. Watching the Quidditch with Justin had been good, a great distraction, and Seamus hadn't been comparing it to seeing Dean at the time but - but it wasn't the same.

He stood at the door of The Den, saying goodbye to his friends and answering a few questions from people who were new or who turned up only infrequently. He was aware of Dean, waiting for him, but he didn't rush. Battlescars was important to him, and they had a little while before they'd planned to meet Jess anyway. Dean wouldn't expect him to rush.

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openbottle
2014-11-04 04:58 pm UTC (link)

Seamus gave a soft sigh at the reproachful look Dean was giving him, but didn't say anything. He knew he needed to do better, but there was a pretty big gap between knowing that and actually being better. "I don't mind," he said, once Jess had left. "Good food is good." He'd only been making conversation, really.

Speaking of which, as soon as Jess had disappeared, the weird tension had flooded over them again and Seamus didn't know what to say. Well, that wasn't quite true. He was pretty sure he should say something about how he'd meet Ophelia soon - but he didn't want to. Again, there was that difference between 'should' and reality.

Jess returned before Seamus could think of anything sensible to say, and he sprang up, clapping his hands and forcing a bright smile. "Come on, then. If I stare at those cupcakes any longer I'm going to turn into one. Let's get going."

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artistdean
2014-11-04 10:32 pm UTC (link)

Dean stood awkwardly waiting for Jess to return. He was half tempted to make himself coffee just so he had something to do. Given that they were likely to be leaving in about three minutes it seemed like a stupid thing to do. He couldn't quite think of anything else to say.

Thankfully Jess returned quickly and he managed to smile brightly at her and re-zip his jacket, push off the counter and move towards the door.

"C'mon, sis, show us this place and tell us about whatever you were doing last night that left you like a troll with a sore head," he said, feeling slightly fake still.

Jess lead them back down the stairs and then squinted, looking between the pair of them with calculation. "The college had a thing, I drank a couple too many and got to bed at three, not that you actually care that much. You're deflecting. The pair of you. You need to kiss and make up," she said, giving them both significant looks. "Not actually kiss, because I am well aware of that particular argument thanks, but my point stands. You're being weird. Both of you."

Dean groaned and followed as Jess strode off quickly towards wherever it was she'd booked a table at. He shot Seamus an apologetic look, wondering if they could paper over the cracks at least long enough to fool Jess, since he had a feeling this wasn't really the time to make real progress with whatever it was they were trying to do to each other. "Jess," he said, feeling and sounding slightly like a whining child.

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openbottle
2014-11-06 02:11 pm UTC (link)

Given the wording of Jess's demand, there seemed only one reasonable thing to do - kiss Dean. Normally, Seamus wouldn't have minded, it wouldn't have been the first time, but something about being in public, in an unfamiliar place made it seem a way bigger deal. Still, Seamus forced himself to smile through the weird tense feeling that had settled in his stomach. Once they reached their destination, Seamus wrapped an arm around Dean's waist and reached up on tiptoe to plant a loud, obvious kiss on his cheek.

"Tell your sister that there's nothing wrong, would you?" he teased as he pulled away, hands restlessly smoothing down his t-shirt. He could feel his cheeks heating up, certain that anyone who'd spotted them through the window would now be convinced they were together. But why should it matter? They didn't know anyone here, it wasn't as if word would get back to Ophelia... Once again, the thought of her twisted something in Seamus' gut. He'd always resented having to keep his distance from Dean to avoid scaring off his partners. He reminded himself that he was only being so weird because he felt like he was missing out - on having someone in his life. Justin was all well and good, but it wasn't the same.

He met Jess' eyes, giving her a defiant tilt of his head and a smile. "'The college had a thing'?" he asked. "Come on, give us the gossip! I promise to hold him back if he tries to come over all brotherly." He jerked a thumb at Dean over his shoulder and once again attempted his puppy-dog eyes on Jess. He supposed he should be glad it wasn't working - Jess' brief period of wanting to do anything in her power to please him had been weird.

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artistdean
2014-11-06 04:14 pm UTC (link)

Dean wasn't exactly expecting the kiss when it came, even though he probably should have been. The little swoop somewhere in the region of his stomach made him swallow and immediately set about ignoring, even as a little smile tugged at his lips.

"Oh come on you massive pair of berks," Jess said, clearly amused and used to their antics.

"We're fine, Jess," he said obediently. He didn't quite feel it yet, but they were at least making enough of a show of it to get through lunch with his sister.

"Table for three under Thomas?" she asked man who had come up to seat them. He was a shortish man with red hair, and around Jess' age. He was almost certainly a student working to get some more money. He consulted a book and nodded, leading them to a table set for three.

"Could I get you drinks, or would you like some time to decide?" he asked, setting menus before them.

Dean glanced at the other two and shrugged, sliding into the seat that was effectively in a slight corner by a pillar or column of some sort supporting the wall it was protruding from, protecting his back from surprises. "I'll take a large lemonade please, no ice."

"Small glass of house white for me," Jess added, settling opposite her brother with a smile for their waiter.

After Seamus had given his choice and the waiter had bustled off Jess grinned. "Okay, I shall satisfy your need for gossip. There was a party. My college is famous for its parties. They turn most of the public areas into a massive club. Couple of my friends from lab came too and we did a few shots, danced a bit, well a lot really. I didn't meet anybody," she said shooting a look at Dean that made him wince and try to look calm. "Well, there was this guy who tried to dance with me, but he stopped pretty quickly when I called him out. Told him to smeg off."

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