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two types of people (sean x keira)

it never once crossed sean's mind that the reason for kiera's sudden initial interest in her could ever have anything to do with kitty, let alone be the main reason that keira even looked her way; sean, instead, had always seen it as an unfortunate circumstance that the one woman sean felt any kind of genuine interest was the one woman that would get an automatic dismissal from kitty and yet here she was, openly flirting with 'the enemy' as it were. why wasn't the old adage 'keep your friends close, but your friends' enemies closer'? if that were the old saying, then sean would be killing it as she made sure the space between her and keira were minimal. that every time she reached for something, she brushed against the other as if to constantly remind keira that she did in fact want her, stole glances to confirm that keira wanted her back.

which was more than confirmed when keira faced her, the look in her eye flashing her back to the first time she'd seen it months ago on new years eve. this look of blended mischief and want that still forced the air out of her lungs. a redness spread across her cheeks as keira's lips brushed over hers. very very few people could fluster her the way keira did. sean pulled the rest of the uneaten cookie into her mouth, trying to hide the very obvious blush on her face as she tossed the other one back onto the table. "okay." she answered without hestiation because how was sean supposed to say no after a move like that?! she nodded her head in agreement. "yes, okay. yes." she did a cursory glance, once again to see if anyone had noticed the exchange and when she felt fairly in the clear she raised an eyebrow at keira.

it was keira's willingness to keep whatever it was between them, just between them that sean found... endearing. sean didn't hide their so-called 'relationship' just from kitty, but any invasive eyes. the last thing sean wanted (or even needed) was another reason for people to ask her questions about a life that didn't concern her. to answer the multiple questions from friends and co-workers what it was like knowing kitty everhart and 'riding her coattails'. she didn't want that with keira. with keira, she liked feeling it was just them; that she didn't have to worry about a fanbase that would speculate her involvement in keira's life. "take me somewhere." sean nearly begged as she stared back at her, matching keira's look.

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a new philosophy (sean x kitty)

most nights as retaliation of kitty's over affection was met with a swift (probably far too aggressive) move sean has dubbed the tack and tick. which usually was sean tackling her friend and tickling her. it really was no surprise to either one of them that people had their assumptions. instead, sean let out a heavy and exaggerated sigh at the 'denial of information'. "and the tragic saga of you being straight continues." she dramatized with a flash of a giant grin. she wiped her hand over her cheek and then pointed accusingly at kitty's nose (still a little drunk) "see. this, this is why people are shipping us. they can sense this miss." she laughed knowing that the logic wasn't there, not even a little bit. but the evening was still fresh on her mind. 

a burst of laughter came out of sean at kitty's attempt to describe the kind of guy she wanted. not too soft, but not a beast either? she loved her friend, to the end of the world and back — but there were moments, far and few in between, that sean just fully didn't understand how kitty's brain worked. "no, no, no. we'll figure it out. maybe. i don't know how to write a profile for that specific thing, but i think your pictures capture enough of your whimsy" sean emphasized her point with a flutter of her fingers above them. 'we can figure that out tomorrow maybe when my brain works better." and as if to prove her point, kitty's phone had slipped out of her hands for a mere second, threatening to fall on her face. with a small yelp, before she recovered like it never happened.

for a moment, sean bit her tongue. she knew she could say more about milo. about how at the start, sean hadn't really thought much of him and that he'd seemed fake to her from the beginning. but the wound was still sore for kitty, and she knew that if she went down that path, it wouldn't serve a greater purpose. instead, she huffed begrudgingly and allowed kitty to curl in closer. "babes, if there was a gem in there we'd see it. if the face isn't good enough to stop for more than two seconds, he ain't worth your time." she said, with three more swipes to the left. one, you could argue, she didn't even look at. the reality of kitty's situation was that, her break up with milo also had an impact on sean. the broken pieces of her best friend's heart was not something she ever wanted to have to put back together again, even if she would. sean had become more guarded in this regard. "here this guy seems good. part soft boi prince, but also kind of looks like he'd throw you over his shoulder kind of deal." she really didn't understand straight people.

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two types of people (sean x keira)

this was going to be it. this was going to be the moment that keira finally decided that sean could just hit the bricks because a person could only handle so much. she chewed on the corner of her lip. she would never feel guilty for defending her best friend, but she would feel guilty that a huge part of why sean even wanted them to get along was just so sean could keep seeing keira. something tugged on sean's heartstring as keira mentioned that she had time for her. she loved her best friend, she really did - but there were times that sean did feel like she would end up losing her to the industry altogether, and she couldn't even be mad. but keira wanting to make time for her despite being in the middle of work, even if it was as dumb as playing lookout while sean greedily stuffed her face (and pockets) with sweets. really at that moment, the only sweet thing sean wanted for herself was keira but she wasn't about to just blurt that out. as sean stepped up to the table, she positioned herself purposefully so that one side of her was grazed against keira's. she reached over one side of the table to grab small packets of sour patch kids to shove into her hoodie pocket along with a couple of candy bars. she lived in a small van - she needed to restock her sweets. in a more...tactical move than what was necessary, sean leaned behind keira to reach for two cookies. "sorry, just going to reach around you real quick." she said with a bit of a smirk at the edge of her tone. when she came back around, pockets filled with packets of candy and prepackaged sweets she grinned around a cookie tucked between her lips. "i'm good." she mumbled around the cookie before taking a bite and offering keira the other one she'd grabbed. a sort of peace offering from their earlier... disagreement. because if sean was going to be honest, if keira wanted to make time for her, then sean wanted to give her a reason to want to.

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two types of people (sean x keira)

one of the things sean had learned being a no-name nobody who was best friends with a leading actor of a well-rated hbo show was that the media loved to eat that shit up. it was quality content to question the sexuality of an actor who spent her time with an individual who was at best known for having a few hundred followers on tik tok. additionally for mostly posting lesbian thirst traps. (of course kitty everhart is part of the lgbt, right?). it was entertaining for the most part (at least to sean), to see those question kitty's relationship with this random friend, especially since it's been a running joke since high school. it's what happens when one is a lesbian and both are overly affectionate. even more amusing was the idea that while those pictures of speculation were taken, was the truth of sean's far from platonic relationship status with keira. and after awhile, sean had gotten pretty good keeping her life private away from kitty's world. she'd argue it wasn't anything she wanted for herself, but it would be a hard sell when she found herself intentionally connecting to another actor on the same well-rated hbo show.

and as much as sean wanted to distance herself from keira, not necessairly because of the additional limelight that threatened to shine on them, but because of the fear of what kitty would think, sean couldn't. not when keira made it so much fun to flirt with. sean glanced around them, clocking anyone who may seem overly interested in the pair, before fixiating on the woman in front of her who'd taken the opportunity to lean in closer. sean's tongue darted over her bottom lip at the question, and before she could answer keira had dropped her tone for her follow-up question. a warm flush rushed its way up sean's neck, while she chewed on the inside corner of her mouth, biting back the smirk. "that is... one way to get me to your trailer." sean mumbled, turning over several different scenarios in her head while her eyes searched over keira's face. maybe it wasn't just kitty she enjoyed egging on, she considered as sean stood there ruminating on if and how many times keira actually did think about it. surely not more than sean thought about her in the same manner.

if it weren't for the incredibly bad blood between kitty and keira, sean would have already reached out and tugged the other to a more secluded part of the set instead of standing more or less in the open. but that blood was there, and it soured moments almost instantly. sean rolled her eyes, frankly to her, they were both overdramatic which checked out considering they shared the same profession. sean's lips formed a tight line and she considered turning around and walking away, at least just for a second before she bit back. "oh shut up." she rolled her eyes and shook her head. "if you're trying to say that kitty looks down on people, then you really don't know her. if you feel like you're below her standards that's on you, not her." sean snipped with this sinking feeling in her stomach. surely, one of these days keira would be over hearing sean defend kitty and decide that she wasn't worth her time and sean would have to grapple with whether it was blessing or not. as hard as she tried, sean couldn't convince either woman to just swallow their pride and stop being dicks toward one another.

with her arms crossed over her chest, feathers still a little ruffled sean took inhaled slowly. how did keira do it? just turn on a dime like that? from being a raging annoyance to this soft spoken sweetheart? with the biting riff still lingering in the air, sean gave enough of a nod to indicate that she did indeed want keira around. not just to walk her over to the craft table, but just in general. "if you want, i don't know if you were busy before..." sean waved her hand in a lazy circle to show them. "this. but yeah i woudln't mind if someone was there to deflect someone yelling at me for taking more sweets than i'm allowed." sean offered with a smile she was trying to keep to herself, because fuck she hated herself for actually liking someone who spent half of their time bitching about her best friend and the other half making her feel like melted marshmallow.

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a new philosophy (sean x kitty)

the thing with sean was that it was only when it came to tinder dates did she prefer to just 'hit it and quit it's as it were. she stood firm that it wasn't possible to meet someone worth actually dating through an app that had turned into a hook up app. she merely embraced the truth (maybe too eagerly). "i like to save intrigue for the girls I'm actually interested in dating. and i have to disagree, kit. i definitely don't mind how forward they are." she shot her friend a knowing smirk and elbowing her playfully. "is that what you've been doing this whole time? giving intrigue." sean teased, but they both knew that everbanks was at its best as best friends. that didn't stop sean from teasing her friend. especially when tabloids loved to speculate what the status of their friendship was. a real karlie kloss/taylor swift situation.

she loved her best friend and would fight anyone if they even thought about crossing her but it was very clear their taste in people were VASTLY different. and that was not including the gender aspect. sean rested her head against kitty's and let out a soft chuckle. "uhm...make it less whimsical maybe?" sean offered because truth be told, she hadn't the slightest idea how to write a bio to attract a good guy. and that was with little faith that there were any good guys on tinder. though she knew kitty wouldn't be able to see her, sean still felt the need to roll her eyes dramatically. "yeah like fuck face?" sean's oh so loving nickname for kitty's ex boyfriend. she didn't know what it was about the guy but she knew she hadn't thought him a good fit for kitty. maybe it was because of his attitude towards the whole relationship and her lack of trust in him. whatever the reason, sean had made it clear (even to this day) kitty deserved better. "no, see this way I can swipe left on the guys i know won't give me big ick vibes if you try and date one of them." she said as her thumb swiped left on most of the guys, showing kitty along the way.

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a new philosophy (sean x kitty)

kitty's exclamation of disbelief was not new to sean in any capacity. she knew her dating escapades were...a bit on the questionable side (at least in comparison to kitty), but sean had found that she preferred having fun than trying to delve into anything serious — the fear of a serious relationship resulting in inevitable abandonment was not in the least bit desirable. "i'm attentive? i don't know. five isn't that many." sean countered thinking about the time she'd drive up to norcal and her tinder looked like a baby naming directory for girls. sean squirmed under the poke and stuck her tongue out in a childish fashion. "i would not! i prefer my ladies to be forward." 'gets me straight to the point.' she added mentally knowing how skeevy that sounded in of itself. and the last thing she wanted was another pointed remark about the kind of women sean was meeting.

which was always completely opposite of the spectrum that kitty seemed to be on. both in sexual preference and dating approach. she knew kitty's sights were focused on her career and sean had always felt impressed by her dedication (something sean could never really wrap her head around) but as far as her best friend's love life — it always seemed shelved until this moment. (not including her ex that sean never cared for anyway). "your profile makes it seem like youre looking for a soft boi." sean commented before she moved to lie down next to kitty, phone above her as she started to look through her potential matches. "who shall whisk you off to your magical kingdom." she mused as she started to scroll, only pausing on occasion to receive approval from kitty on right swipes. left swipes though, she gave less pause. "this is like me doing a pre-screen for any boyfriend. it's great."

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a new philosophy (sean x kitty)

it wasn't long before sean realized she didn't want anything too serious in her life, because the idea that someone could come into her life and then leave — ultimately terrified her. shook her to her bones. she found it was easier to just have fun with people than to try and develop any kind of emotional attachment, mostly because sean had the problem of already imprinting herself onto people when she'd meet them. rarely did she ever let an emotional tension build up for it to be something more. kitty, on the other hand, had always seemed to take the opposite approach, and tragically their taste in people were on opposite ends of the spectrum.

but that didn't mean sean didn't try to be the best damn wingman she could be. "five is not that many." and in her mind it really wasn't. in fact that were low numbers for her on a saturday. she refused to tell kitty about the excel spreadsheet she had to keep up with the number of girls she was snapping or texting. "just let me know if rian responds. she's super hot but playing coy and it's fun but annoying." she mused though not really sure of what she was saying. she turned her head on kitty's stomach to look up at her friend's chin. "you are right. that is a tragedy." sean laughed before thinking of a different bio quip she could try and sneak onto kitty's phone. "i don't know! like in a fairy tale. you're some fae princess who is looking for a mushroom prince. prince of mushrooms. some soft boi who will whisk you into his land." at this point sean's eyes were closed as she imagined this entire scene while also keeping her world from spinning too fast.

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my new philosophy (sean x kitty)

the shop closed later that saturday but with a little puppy dog eyes and a promise to stay late (because coming in early was not going to be an option knowing the two of them) sean had slid out of work around 2 (so much earlier than she needed) and was already at kitty's by 3. she blinked though and suddenly three in the afternoon had become two in the morning, drunk and swiping right on any girl who seemed likely to take her drunk ass for some kind of fun. but knowing sean, she'd swipe right and just send flirtations' texts with the promise of reply the next day when she was sober. she didn't know why kitty felt a sudden desire to hop back on tinder (for sean never left — constantly sending out a line to see what would bite) but she was in support of it. instead, sean focused on uploading better pictures and changing her bio that her drunk mind thought was clever.

tossing the last of her vodka rebull, sean clambered off kitty's couch and dragged herself over to her friend. she couldn't remember when she pulled on sweatpants, but they hung loose around her hips under her dress. she plopped her head down on kitty's stomach and reached her hand out. "gimme. here, let me know if rian replies." she said as she dropped her phone in the crook of kitty's neck and glanced through the pictures. "you look like a fairy princess waiting for a mushroom prince." sean laughed, kicking her feet up though she could only imagine it was the alcohol that convinced her she was funnier than she actually was. "oh but i like this picture." and she continued to scroll through the profile and read her bio outloud. "this is pretty gae, kit. are you actually hoping for a mushroom prince?" she asked in jest and turned over her stomach as she started to look through her possible matches to see how the other side lived.