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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Seamus took a mouthful of whiskey even as Dean started to stretch beside him, preventing him from immediately apologising for waking him - and giving Dean time to make his revelation. Seamus couldn't say he was exactly surprised, not when he'd come home to find Dean asleep in his bed. He grimaced and put the bottle down, not sure what to say. He knew better than most the full extent of Dean's symptoms and yet it surprised him every time that other people failed to see that Dean was worth sticking through them for.

"I'm sorry," he said, sliding down into the blankets to be closer to Dean's level on the bed. He had to bite his tongue to keep from calling Ophelia an idiot or saying that he'd never liked her. He knew Dean had wanted this to work - and Seamus could understand that. "I've got cake. And truffles."