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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dean suppressed a smile when Seamus hooked their feet together. Stupid skipping heart. It wasn't that unusual an action as such, but he'd been more than a little cautious since he'd realised his feelings, and it was mostly because of reactions like this. The ridiculous swelling feeling in his chest. While he listened to Seamus prattle about sprinkles and rainbows and Pride he munched his way through some more of his food, washing it down with a gulp of lemonade. "Any or all of that?" he said, with a bit of shrug. He honestly wasn't too fussed what Seamus did, so long as he did something, and that seemed like it was going to be guaranteed.

With a groan when he realised that he'd given Seamus an opening and really Seamus didn't even need one most of the time. And tipsy he basically needed the mildest provocation to be ridiculous. He turned his head slowly and looked over. "You know, I'd be worried if I actually thought you had any intention of doing any one of those things," he said, his 'cold' stare morphing into an amused smile mid-sentence. He shook his head and rolled his eyes. He itched absently at his eyebrow and shrugged. "I mean, sure we could do those things but I don't know that any of them would be fun, and ice cream sounds like a much better plan."