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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean
"Seamus I've slept on the couch before," he protested, but Seamus had already tried to get up. Dean could tell it was taking effort and he had to fight the urge to wrap Seamus up so nobody could hurt him again. Instead he stood up too, and yawned again. "C'mon," he said, grabbing his arm and tugging him in the direction of the bedroom. "You're," yawn, "staying with me."

He was holding the blanket around his shoulders and the newly transfigured pillow was gripped in the same hand, dangling in front of him like a fluffy shield. A lot of time he could work through the night and most of the following day without having to give in and sleep, but he'd foregone coffee for Battlescars and the shot of adrenaline which had got him following Seamus was worn off now and all he wanted to do was sleep and keep Seamus close by so he knew he was okay.

When they made it to the bedroom he dropped Seamus' hand and pointed at the bed. "Sit against the headboard. Get comfy. No arguments."