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Seamus Finnigan ([info]openbottle) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-25 14:45:00

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Entry tags:character: dennis creevey, character: seamus finnigan

Reconciliation?
Who: Seamus and Dennis
What: Trying to pretend nothing's wrong
Where: Dennis's flat
When: Thursday evening
Rating: SFW

Seamus wasn't good at dealing with conflict. Not the kind between friends, anyway. He supposed he'd been alright dealing with the kind that involved sadistic teachers and a rebellion. He hadn't exactly been avoiding Dennis since the cuddle party, he was too busy with work to deliberately avoid anyone, but he had noticed that Dennis hadn't been by Finnigan's and it had taken him this long to man up and do anything about it. He knew he'd upset his friend, even if he still felt like he'd deserved at least a little more understanding than was being shown, and apparently it fell to him to fix it.

He didn't often give himself a day off work, except Sunday, but today he'd spent the day in the office working on books for the pub and hadn't stepped behind the bar except for the staff meeting just before they'd opened. Now, he had the prospect of an entire evening to fill. Dean was busy painting and Seamus was going to go crosseyed if he stared at the figures any longer, so he'd packed up a couple of bottles of cider, his new deck of exploding playing cards and a tub of no-melt ice cream and made his way to Dennis's, determined to pretend nothing was wrong until they were friends again.

He knocked at the door and waiting, trying to ignore the heavy thrum of anxiety in his belly.



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[info]openbottle
2014-10-02 06:05 pm UTC (link)
Finally, Seamus took a breath and shoved his boxers down just far enough to reveal the full extent of the scar. He used his free hand to cover his crotch because despite not usually having a problem with friends catching him in the buff he felt vulnerable right now. "And it goes round," he said with a small gesture. He turned to show how the network of scars wrapped around his hip and faded into healthy skin on his arse and the back of his thigh.

Once Dennis had had enough time for a good look, Seamus yanked his boxers and jeans back up and fumbled for his t-shirt. He didn't know why, but he just wasn't as comfortable standing around half dressed with Dennis as he was with Dean or Justin. Maybe in time he would be, or maybe it was because he was usually half naked for a reason with Dean or Justin - whether that be showering or sleeping or shagging. Since that first summer of skinny dipping, he'd never got his kit off just so someone could have a look.

"So there you have it," he said, voice tight. He didn't know what he wanted Dennis to say, how he wanted him to react. As long as he didn't say it was sexy, Seamus supposed he could cope.

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[info]dennisthebrave
2014-10-03 01:31 pm UTC (link)
Dennis blinked for several moments: the urge to laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation warring with compassion for the obvious levels of vulnerability that Seamus was feeling. This was all brushed aside by a certain level of fascination with the scar tissue stretching across and wrapping around Seamus' upper legs. It was a curse scar obviously, but Dennis wasn't entirely sure how it had come to be where it was. He was also deeply certain that asking would probably push Seamus over the edge, thus he forcibly quelled his curiosity.

"Thank you for showing me," he said at last after Seamus was decent again. "I'm sorry that you have a scar. Also the whole undressing thing was a bit weird, but thank you for showing me. I can show you the scar Colin gave me when we were kids if you like? It's my favourite scar because it's so stupid."

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[info]openbottle
2014-10-03 05:05 pm UTC (link)
Dennis trying to move the conversation on was possibly the best thing Seamus had heard all day and he nodded. "Yeah, seems fair." He grinned, hoping that talking about Colin wasn't the equivalent for Dennis to Seamus talking about his scar. He sat down, glad to be fully dressed. "Mine was from the battle. Obviously." What else could have done that much damage? Dennis already knew the stories behind the scars under Seamus' chin and the ones on his arm, from the Carrows.

He leaned into Dennis with a smile, even if it was a little fixed. "And then can we eat? You showed me food and now it's just sitting there."

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[info]dennisthebrave
2014-10-04 05:06 pm UTC (link)
Smiling slightly, Dennis rose and dropped his trousers without a second thought, revealing an oddly symmetrical scar on his left thigh. "See," he said, lifting his cotton boxers slightly to reveal the scar in greater detail. "Dennis was doing the whole Snow Queen thing with a 2p coin, and then magically fixing the glass. He was about nine I think, and I told him I'd tell mum, so he threw the coin and it hit my thigh and got stuck." He smiled slightly at the memory. "I was mostly fine with the whole thing, but he sobbed for hours." He pulled his trousers back up and grinned. "Now we've seen a scar each eh? Although mine wasn't from a battle."

"Oh bollocks, yeah wait a mo," he said, summoning the various cartons and two plates for them. Once Dennis had loaded his plate high with egg rice and ginger beef, honey chicken, and Mongolian lamb he turned to look at Seamus. "So what's new with you?"

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[info]openbottle
2014-10-05 02:02 pm UTC (link)
Seamus gave a short, breathy laugh at the thought of Colin sobbing over having hurt his little brother. "Sounds like Colin." Seamus eased an arm over Dennis' shoulders and squeezed. He couldn't help thinking that Dennis' scar was small and not particularly off-putting, and that it really wasn't the same thing. He didn't say so, of course. He knew Dennis meant well.

Relieved to have an excuse to drop the topic, Seamus reached for the food, filling a plate with egg rice and ginger beef, plus a few small spring rolls. "New with me?" He shrugged. "Honestly not much. Still looking for a chef."

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