John looks up from where he's currently flying, yes flying, Sean around the room and immediately finds himself carrying a squirming bundle of Sean when Sean catches sight of his daddy.
"Angel!" John smiles brightly, keeping a hold on Sean. "You're home. The room's a mess. I would've put a banner up or something."
If Sean could talk, he'd be saying "DadDadDadDadDadDadDadDadDAD!" He squirmed harder, trying to get closer to Angel.
Angel brightened at the sight of him. "Hey, boy! C'mere!"
Moving in petting range of the dog also gave Angel a good excuse to go sit on his bed. He hoped it wasn't obvious that he was feeling a little run down. He didn't want to sleep yet. He wanted to be home. "Hey, John."
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But! He was home, and the thought of being in his own place with his own things and his friends was more than enough to sustain him.
Angel opened the door.
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"Angel!" John smiles brightly, keeping a hold on Sean. "You're home. The room's a mess. I would've put a banner up or something."
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Angel brightened at the sight of him. "Hey, boy! C'mere!"
Moving in petting range of the dog also gave Angel a good excuse to go sit on his bed. He hoped it wasn't obvious that he was feeling a little run down. He didn't want to sleep yet. He wanted to be home. "Hey, John."
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