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Dennis Finnigan Creevey (dennisthebrave) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dennis allowed himself to be engulfed in a fierce hug, and instantly felt his body relax. There was something comforting about being held by someone who was of a similar height to you, but who you also didn't want to sleep with. Rolf was safe.

Sighing, he rested his head against Rolf's shoulder, focusing on not crying again. "You haven't been a crap friend at all," he replied thickly, squeezing the other man a little tighter. "I do appreciate company and gifts though," he added with a watery smile.

He closed his eyes tightly for a moment as Rolf gently stroked his face. "You do," he admitted, deciding to forgo a laugh as it might make him cry. "I saw Paden and Tom at a café down the street. They-" a treacherous tear rolled down his face and he grimaced. "They were snogging in the middle of the room and I just feel like shit, basically. Although significantly less shit seeing you."