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Tweak says, "I am NOT taking my gloves off."

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

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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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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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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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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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