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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

When Dean had seen Seamus' journal entry he'd groaned. He'd already been in his studio thanks to waking up early, but he'd been checking a little more often than usual, half expecting something like this. Seamus always pushed himself through Victis Honor taking care of everyone else and then collapsed a few days later when everything came crashing down on him. He'd cleared up as quickly as possible and rushed over to the pub, abusing his privilege of apparating into Seamus' flat in the hope he was still up there.

Finding the flat empty he'd headed down into the pub, appearing just in time to hear Dominic's last words. "No need, I'm already here," he said giving Dominic a smile before turning himself on Seamus. He hadn't been in a state to properly see what Seamus looked like the last time they'd been together. What he saw made him wince heavily. Seamus looked, not to put too fine a point on it, like shit.

"C'mon you," he said, hand on Seamus' shoulder. "Dominic's right, let's at least get you upstairs."