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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Seamus felt himself relax a little, leaning in to Justin's touch. It was purely platonic, but that was what he needed right now. He breathed in slowly, trying to push away the vague and swirling feeling that something was still not right. He had friends, he had a great job, he had a great family. Everything was fine. He was just stressed, that was all. Maybe his body was finally allowing him to feel some of the stress from recent weeks, now that the crisis had passed.

"I know," he said, shaking his head. He'd never been really comfortable going to anyone when he couldn't sleep, or when he had nightmares. Some of his friends knew, from the Room of Requirement, but he should be over it by now, surely? They weren't even nightmares about something bad he'd had to witness. They were just worries that were no longer relevant, and he didn't know how to get them to stop bothering him. He hummed a little as Justin stroked his hair. "Thanks, though, for reminding me."