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It was one of those days when the sun was particularly lazy and slow to rise in the sky, but gave absolutely no sense of vigor and energy, rather the opposite. One sun god was to blame who spent most of this day lying in bed, legs tangled with others pale and long ones, while on his chest he warmed another god whose scarlet hair spread beautifully over swarthy shoulders and arms. Such days weren't too frequent, but when at least the morning wasn't crowded with things to do, the gods enjoyed spending time together, often just sleeping in each other's hot arms, from time to time exchanging the occasional soft kiss and tender words.
Unfortunately, this day was not entirely free for the older god, making him struggle to detach himself from the other's body, shivering and forcing himself out of bed when the sky began to turn red.
Seth tried to collect his sleepy face into something resembling seriousness and sternness, but frankly, it was difficult. Especially when the younger man started laughing hoarsely as he watched.
Seth rolled his eyes, chuckling.
It takes a couple more minutes before the god in his usual guise walks to the door, holding a black scepter.
"I'm off. I'll try to be back quickly."
"Okay, Seth."
The god nods and disappears down the hallway, the creak of a door being heard. A pause. Creak again. A black mask peeks out from around the corner. Horus lies in the bed, arms stretched out from the edge as the bedspread carelessly covers only his hips and falls to the floor.
The elder god stares at him intently. Horus looks back questioningly.
"I'm leaving."
"...? I know. See you later, Seth."
"Huh? Pardon me."
Puffy lips pursed, the man steps out from behind the wall completely, his free hand on his hip in a demanding manner.
"I'm going out for BUSINESS. And I'll be back in the evening."
Horus raises his eyebrows, holding back a laugh.
"And you'll try to come back soon."
"And I'll try to come back soon!"
"See you later."
Seth taps his foot on the floor in displeasure.
"Well? Where's the-?"
"...General?"
Horus laughs, seeing the god snort in frustration, folding his arms across his chest and running his eyes around the room.
"Why?! What I've done already?"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't pretend you don't understand! We slept all morning, we had sex in the evening, we were in the garden together yesterday, I was with the soldiers in the morning. I didn't do anything, huh! Nothing at all!" The man curls his fingers, then clenches his free hand into a fist irritably.
"Right?" Horus laughs, propping his head up with his hand.
Bright eyes watch as the man unhappily moves his hands to his hips again.
"Where's that sweet shit of yours? You don't call me 'Seth' around here! I don't call you by your name very often either."
"I agree." Horus shrugs his shoulders.
For a second, it seems to the younger god that a flame is brewing between the black ears of the mask and a vein on the pale neck begins to throb suspiciously.
"And I'm leaving now. On business. I'll check out some temples and monsters, and then I'll be back. And that will be in a few hours." the man speaks almost syllabically, chewing each word impatiently and taking a step towards the small hallway.
"And I wish you good luck, General."
"Agh!!!"
Seth growls irritably, quickly shortening the distance between them. Beneath the mask, his pale face reddens slightly and the man puffs as he towers over the smiling sun god that playfully glares back at him.
"Either tell me what I did wrong or say things the way they should be said!"
Horus laughs, fairly baring his white teeth and squints slightly.
"What am I supposed to say?"
The light-skinned god growls loudly, raising his swarthy chin sharply with the black scepter.
"You call me by my name when we're not alone, or in formal meetings. You're about to make me late or not fucking going anywhere at all, dammit. It's our goddamn routine!"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Horus is already laughing uncontrollably, rolling over onto his back.
Seth curses loudly, tossing both the scepter and the mask aside, hastily climbing onto the swarthy hot body, enclosing the other man's face in both hands, looking at his husband with flushed cheeks and a totally indignant expression, panting and trying to find the right words, and then helplessly bumping his sharp nose against the swarthy cheek, rubbing it a little.
"You're the one who came up with this cute shit, you're the one who's responsible! You call me all that nauseating 'my dear', 'my love', 'honey', 'baby', and when I'm leaving you play with my mask with the wind! Tell me, or I won't be responsible for myself!"
Scarlet eyes burn, staring into the gold and blue eyes opposite with fury, greed, and light fingers hold the face tightly as thumbs slide down the cheeks.
Horus laughs ringingly as he hugs the pale body against his, sliding his fingers over the relief of his back before lifting up to leave a light kiss on the sharp nose, which Seth then wrinkles, absolutely resembling a pissed cat.
"I love you so very much and will look forward to seeing you and will miss you, my dear and beloved husband." Horus whispers against plump lips, smiling contentedly.
"You could have done that right away." Seth snorts, quickly taking in the swarthy lips, biting greedily and irritably.
"And yet... not going anywhere is a very good idea of yours."
"Bastard."