"Is it, though?" Sean asked, turning to look at Dad and sort of ignoring his food. "I get that there are a lot of roles. But, it's two people who are more in sync than anyone I've ever met. Maybe normal seems insane." He grinned back at his dad with a shake of his head. "But, even if it's not normal, you guys make it work because you care and know each other so well. While I might want something a little less paranoid, dinner, dancing, you guys have actually kind of become the example for what I want my 'forever' to be when I go looking for it."
Leaning over, Sean gave his dad a hug. But, he was shaking his head as he pulled back. "You and G? What's best for you two and your relationship? That can't be about us. Jen has Dom. She doesn't need you in the same way any longer and someday, I'll find someone and I won't ever. But, you'll still have each other. So, this has to be about you." He smirked. "I know, shocking to hear me say that after this past year. But, a year ago, neither of us would have thought we'd be here talking like this, either."
Sean laughed. "Lunatic. I told him he was being played, that you guys knew we were pretending and instead of being upset, he seemed impressed!"
Unconsciously mirroring his dad's earlier gesture, he rubbed a hand at the back of his neck. "It was weird. It was like I was upset she seemed to be trying to make it a serious relationship, but at the same time I was pissed that she thought I'd joke about something like this. And, yeah, I know, I was joking, or covering by continuing a joke he started which isn't much better. Still, I think I forgot at some point that we weren't really together, that I wasn't defending a fake relationship. But, is that because he's a friend, because I have deeper feelings I can't recognize, or G's undercover training?" Sighing, he leaned against the back of the couch. "Or maybe I've been hearing people tell me I should find someone so much it woke up my inner romantic, who I've been trying to keep quiet since I got here and I've lost all sense of anything as a result? Normally, I know. Right when I meet someone, I know if there's that spark that can grow into something amazing. There wasn't any of that with him. Don't get me wrong. He's hot. I definitely wouldn't complain if we were having sex. And the kissing is far from shabby. But, getting him to take anything seriously requires drama like yesterday and he really doesn't know how to stop once he gets going. I don't know. Is that what Savannah would call 'possibilities'? Or is it just my subconscious remembering I'm a twenty-two year old guy who hasn't been laid, by man or woman, in over a year?"