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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"I also called you fluffy and equated you with a homeless kitten," he pointed out. He was still smiling though. Complimenting Seamus was something that sort of spilled out of his mouth anyway, always had, it wasn't new, but since his realisation of feelings he had been trying not to go overboard.

Dean sniffed and stuck his nose up in an imitation of haughtiness. "They were important in helping me practice the proportions of the human body," he said. "Also funny," he added and smirked. It had always been fun to see just how hard he could make Seamus laugh, or just how fast he'd had to scramble after an errant doodle. Dean always maintained it was his own fault for being so careless.

The expected gesture just made Dean roll his eyes. He'd sort of meant other peoples' but then again the same gesture worked then too. He wasn't quite sure of the reasons for the second burst of laughter but when Seamus explained he snorted and started to laugh himself. "Really bad plan that. Don't want stray schlongs everywhere," he said, spotting the word on one of the sheets. "So sad when they don't go to decent use."