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Tweak says, "I got mad skillz"

Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-07-31 12:15:00

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

Delivery
Who: Seamus and Dean
What: Delivery of milk
Where: Dean's studio
When: Friday 31st July, 11.45ish
Rating: SFW for now

Seamus wasn't technically working the opening shift, but that didn't mean he wasn't there, greeting his staff, checking everyone had what they needed. He'd replenished the unbreakable charms on the glasses until his wrist started to hurt with the repeated wand movement and he reached for his journal. That was when he saw Dean's message - to Bryony, but not warded. Seamus didn't think too much of it, but ten minutes later found him in the kitchen, 'stealing' a pint of milk and making up some baguette sandwiches. Dean had mentioned that someone in Bryony's immediate family was getting married, and Seamus couldn't remember the date but it was possible she'd be too busy to make deliveries.

He apparated into the common area of the studio and, finding it empty, headed to Dean's room. He knocked, quietly. If Dean had been working through the night, as his message implied he might, he might well have crashed by now and Seamus didn't want to wake him.

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artistdean
2015-08-28 01:28 pm UTC (link)

"Nope, well, yes it's going well, but this is part sleep deprivation," he said, slouching down the sofa a bit between bites. He rolled his eyes and theatrically pulled his arms in so he wouldn't flail and hit Seamus, even though he'd stopped dancing. He wanted to carry on eating anyway, and at this rate he was going to lose sandwich filling. And that would just be sad.

The sigh Dean gave was as small as he could make it, but still somewhat obvious. "You can." Normally he'd make some sort of reassurance to give Seamus, but he couldn't quite form the words. "I complain about my potions and..." he trailed off, not quite sure where that comparison was going to be helpful. "No, scratch that, just plain complaining about lack of sex is totally valid." He thought if Seamus could try without being worried about his scar (which Dean thought he shouldn't worry about anyway, or at least not anywhere as much as he did) he would be getting a lot of action. Even before he'd realised that he wanted Seamus he'd been able to appreciate that he was attractive.

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openbottle
2015-09-14 12:24 pm UTC (link)

Seamus shrugged, disagreeing but not really bothered enough to defend his position. "I'm not a teenage girl. I don't expect someone to ride up on a fiery steed and whisk me off into the sunset. If I want someone, I have to actually do something about it... and I'm not. So no complaining. It's my own fault, and if it bothers me I should fix it." Perhaps he was being overly hard on himself, but it made sense to him. If he wasn't taking action, going out to meet people, asking people out, then it was no one's fault but his own that he was eternally single. He'd had Martin, briefly, and then he'd been the one to break it off. "Anyway. Complaining doesn't achieve anything."

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artistdean
2015-09-14 04:06 pm UTC (link)

Dean's immediate thought was that was a brilliant image and he really wanted to paint it. A knight on a horse made of fire riding up to rescue a tiny prince or princess. Possibly the princess didn't even need rescuing. But his little art sideline wasn't helpful to the conversation. But it was probably inevitable given how much his mind wandered when he was tired.

He just breathed for a few seconds and pondered his words. In the end he just hummed in what could be though of as agreement, or simply that he was listening. The idea of Seamus going out and finding someone else was just that little bit too painful for Dean to encourage it actively.

"Thanks for bringing food," he said after a little while. He liked it when Seamus was looking after him, and when he could return the favour too. It was just so automatic now.

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