dean_thomas8 (dean_thomas8) wrote in uprisingrpg, @ 2011-01-30 23:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | - retired: seamus finnigan, dean thomas |
Who: Dean & Seamus
What: Confrontations and possible angry makeouts?
When: Sunday
Where: Seamus' flat
Warnings: Angry, angst, snogging, nonsense?
Status: Incomplete
Dean didn't even know how to think straight right now. He hated how his mind turned that into a pun. He was angry and he knew this was a bad idea, but he couldn't just leave the argument alone. He couldn't just leave it alone. Yes, he would say things he'd regret. Yes, he would do something fucking dumb, but that was how it was going to go, he supposed. He penned Bill. They'd gotten it down to a picture code now. He'd just draw a certain picture and that's all Bill needed to see, and he'd come and get him. Luckily it was evening, and so it wouldn't interrupt anything work related. He felt a little bad for using the eldest Weasley for things like this, but Bill didn't seem upset with him.
After a muttered thank you, he flooed to Seamus'. Dean didn't know if Clara was there, didn't know if anyone was there...but he hoped they weren't. After a moment, he heard nothing, so he stepped out of the fireplace. The only thing he could think of was to find Seamus and tell him precisely what he thought about this stupid fucking bullshit he was pulling. After all the goddamn things that he had gone through on his own: figuring out his feelings, acting on them, feeling fucking HAPPY for them, dealing with the goddamn argument, being on the run for four years. Everything was so that he could see Seamus again, and he understood Seamus had things going on, but that didn't mean he couldn't fucking try to talk to him about it.
"You know. You keep talking about me cutting people off, but it looks like you're allowed to fucking just go right ahead and bugger off whenever you please without finishing a goddamned argument. If you're going to keeping being such a fucking tosser, do you mind just coming right out and telling me now, because I am fucking sick of all this stupid bullshit. I'm sick of not being listened to and trusted and being fucking avoided! I'm doing all of this shit to help people. To help you. Lot of fucking good it seems to be doing me...and I know it's not completely your fault, but fucking Merlin this shit is getting annoying."