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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dean was... well he wasn't awake. Certainly not aware enough to realise his actions were real. He grumbled slightly and made a vague shushing sound at the talking. He'd been enjoying sleeping and he was so comfy. Even comfier now he'd got a human pillow to hold onto. He wasn't usually the clinging-while-sleeping type (that'd be Seamus' job), but in the vague place he was in it seemed like an excellent idea.

"Noo," he mumbled in sleepy protest as Seamus tried to move away again. He hitched a leg over Seamus legs to try and stop him moving, burrowing into his side. Merlin that felt good. Only Seamus was wearing far too many clothes for this scenario and he frowned, pouting slightly. The easiest way to fix this situation was clearly going to be stripping him. Which could lead to even more fun activities. His face relaxed into a smile again, slightly hidden in Seamus' shoulder though it was. He began some fairly uncoordinated attempts at moving Seamus' t-shirt, that was more like rubbing his stomach and side than anything