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Avoiding Evbo had been Seawatt's recent plan to avoid his feelings, but of course that hardly worked.
He found himself missing the company of the god, much to his ever increasing annoyance.
He was not a pining school boy, despite how much his mind, or heart, tried to make him act like it.
Seawatt groaned and tossed the fabric in his hands off to the side after he stabbed himself with the needle again, distracted.
He stood, and as he paced across the room to work off some of the frustrated energy his foot slipped a bit too far and his toe slammed into the couch.
Seawatt inhaled with a sharp hiss in reaction to the pain.
"Oh my god." He muttered.
"You called?" A familiar voice said behind him.
Seawatt yelped and spun round, pretending to be unaware of the way his heart immediately sped up at the sight of golden blond hair and green eyes and a curved smile with a small tooth gap showing and fuck he was doing it again, wasn't he?
Seawatt cleared his throat.
"What are you, uh, doing here?" He asked.
"Well." Evbo shrugged. "I dunno I was bored and I can - usually annoyingly - hear everyone when they say/think god nowadays and you said it which reminded me I needed to come see you."
Evbo took a pause to inhale and Seawatt blinked, brows furrowed.
"Any particular reason you 'need' to see me?"
"Oh. Not really. You're just my friend, yknow. I missed you." Evbo responded and Seawatt ignored the slight bitterness that builds - right, friend.
"You missed me?" He repeats skeptically.
Evbo's ears turned a delightful shade of pink that admittedly coaxed a laugh out of Seawatt and a grin tugged at his mouth.
"Awwww did the big bad parkour god miss his friend soooo bad?" He said mockingly, inching closer to Evbo - flush spreading across Evbo's cheeks now, too.
Evbo eventually shoved Seawatt away with a groan and his lips pulled into a pout.
"Ugh, fuck off with that dude. Parkour forbid I try and be nice." Evbo grumbles.
Seawatt stiffened a little and rolled his eyes, putting on an unbothered facade.
"Mm. Well I was just tryna have some fun." He retorted with a huff. "No need to take it so personal."
They stood in awkward silence for a minute or two, Evbo fidgeted restlessly and Seawatt was all too aware he might have annoyed Evbo a tad too much.
Ugh.
Evbo's lucky he's attractive.
"I missed you, too." Seawatt spat out, quiet and quick before he could regret it.
Evbo's upset face brightened a little and he had that annoying cute smile on his face again.
"What?" He asked, despite hearing it perfectly well.
"I'm not repeating it." Seawatt snapped.
Evbo's smile widened despite the prickly attitude Seawatt had and he continued on with why he originally came here.
"Well anyway! We should go practice parkour again."
Seawatt thought back to jumping repetitively and falling and grass stains on his white robes (that he'd embarrassingly still kept, shoved in the bottom of a chest somewhere) and wrinkled his nose.
"No." He stated plainly. Evbo deflated and Seawatt very nearly slammed his head into the wall at the persistent stupid niggling feeling of guilt that plagues him whenever Evbo so much as slightly twitched a brow in the vague direction of being upset.
"Look- I just. You're literally god and I'm." Seawatt gestures at himself. "Me. I don't want to parkour practice again, surely you can come up with a different idea if you want to spend time with me that badly."
Evbo hummed thoughtfully, clearly still disappointed at the no to parkour but willing to compromise. He gasped excitedly and grabbed Seawatt's hand tightly suddenly.
Seawatt suppressed his reaction to Evbo's calloused hand gripping his, his eyebrow twitched slightly.
"I've got an idea!" Evbo chirped and dragged Seawatt in the direction of the door.
Seawatt tripped over his feet slightly to keep up with Evbo's quick motions.
"Are you going to tell me what this idea is or..?" Seawatt griped.
Nope!" Evbo replied cheerfully.
Seawatt shifted on the hard quartz ground and frowned. He looked back to Evbo who was staring up at the bright blue sky above them and rolled onto his side to stare him down.
"Evbo, this is stupid."
"What?" Evbo protested, and didn't even turn to face Seawatt as his eyes flicked across the sky. "It's not. I always wanted to do this before I ranked up."
Seawatt puffed out a sigh and begrudgingly flipped back to lying on his back.
There was a comfortable silence for a few moments, before Evbo predictably broke it and gasped excitedly.
Seawatt ignored (correction, failed to ignore) how endearing that sound was.
Evbo pointed excitedly at a passing cloud. Seawatt switched his focus to it and squinted. Evbo could clearly read the confusion on Seawatt's face because he piped up.
"It's a chicken!"
Seawatt's face scrunched up even further.
"Evbo. That is the furthest possible shape from a chicken you could have found."
"No it's not, look there's the legs and there's the beak. And you can kinda see the wings there." He pointed out each feature as he spoke.
Seawatt rolled his eyes.
"It's literally not a chicken, Evbo, if anything it's a cow."
"Oh, yeah?" Evbo challenged, shuffling his position a bit to be on his side and look at Seawatt.
"Yeah. Here, look." Seawatt traced the shape in the sky, demonstrating how it was a cow and explaining it with a competitive tinge to his tone.
Evbo stared at him, ignoring the explanation in favour of grinning cheekily. Seawatt paused in his explanation to look at Evbo and frowned.
"Did you even listen to any of that?"
"I thought this was 'stupid', huh?" Evbo replied.
Seawatt smacked Evbo's arm with an irritated and embarrassed expression at being caught out. He shoved himself up into a sitting expression and looked away.
"Shut up."
Evbo laughed brightly, and Seawatt failed in his attempt to stay facing away and not look at the familiar way Evbo's eyes crinkled at the corners.
Seawatt had a few blissful Evbo free days after that. In theory that is. In practice, the man occupied some small part of his brain near constantly.
Of course, his peace could not last.
And as always it was broken in the most unconventional way Evbo could manage.
"Seawatt!" Evbo called from outside Seawatt's door.
Seawatt groaned from his spot where he lounged in his bed. So much for a relaxing day reading, huh?
He stood and toed his boots back on to his feet, and hopped down the staircase.
He pushed the door open with a tired expression.
Evbo was holding a bowl of.... something. It reeked. He stood there like an idiot while Seawatt wrinkled his nose at the stench and opened his mouth to complain but noticed Evbo staring at him.
"Evbo?" Seawatt waved his hand in front of his face. Evbo blinked.
"Huh, uh what?"
"You were... staring." Seawatt replied.
Evbo's face heated up.
"Oh uh, yeah uh, just." He gestured awkwardly at Seawatt, nearly spilling the odd substance out of the bowl as he did so. "You're not as dressed up as usual."
Seawatt frowned.
"Well sorry I couldn't be bothered putting on all my accessories and everything for what was supposed to be a day of reading and not much else." He muttered.
"No, no! It's uh. You look good like this too - just different!" Evbo blurted out hurriedly.
Seawatt paused and looked at Evbo with an odd expression before he focused back on the bowl.
"Whatever, anyway. What is that foul smelling concoction you have there?"
Evbo looks a bit sheepish.
"Uhm. I found an old book in the library about traditional fighter layer recipes and I tried to make one?" He explains.
Seawatt squints and his mouth quirks into a smirk.
"That does not look like any food I've ever seen in my life, Evbo. What's it meant to be?"
"Uh." Evbo's face scrunched up as he thought, clearly very hard, about it - concerning.
"I think its supposed to be some kind of.... rabbit soup?" Evbo trailed off as a chunk of leathery looking meat floated up to the surface in the liquid. "I don't really know, I just thought you'd like it. So I tried to make it."
Seawatt stared at him blankly.
"Evbo, it's red."
"Uh yeah. Is that. Is that not normal?"
"No." Seawatt said decisively. "Get rid of that, I don't care how, just... get rid of it before you come inside."
Evbo looked a bit disappointed but made it vanish, and then jumped inside when Seawatt moved to the side.
"So. What did you put in it?" Seawatt asked and Evbo listed off various ingredients.
Seawatt stopped him and sighed.
"Ugh, nevermind, just..." Seawatt grabbed Evbo's sleeve and dragged him to the kitchen.
"I'm going to show you how to actually make it."
Some very pointed instructions later, and Seawatt figuring out where Evbo went wrong ("what do you mean you used red mushrooms?" "Red mushrooms were the first I thought of and I figured there wasn't a difference!" "There very much is one, Evbo."), Seawatt was pouring out a bowl each for the two of them.
Evbo sat with a bouncing leg and Seawatt slid into his chair and took a mouthful from the bowl.
"God-" He sighs. Evbo's hand tightens around the spoon briefly and loosens. "It's been forever since I ate this."
Evbo hummed out a vague acknowledgement and ate some himself. His eyes widened.
"Oh shit, dude, that is much better than what I made."
Evbo shovelled the food into his face and ended up with flecks of liquid on his face. Seawatt laughed quietly.
"Huh?"
"You've got some on your face." Seawatt gestures to his chin to show Evbo where.
Evbo wiped it off on his sleeve, Seawatt grimaced at that but sighed.
"There's still some- oh, whatever." He leaned in and swiped the remaining mess off with a finger, wiping it on the table.
Evbo stared at Seawatt with wide eyes and he felt the eye contact burning through his skin.
"What?"
Evbo panicked.
"Nothing."
They sat in silence.
Evbo can't stand it.
He's rambling again a few minutes later, despite his mind's overactive very much not on topic stream of thoughts that mostly consists of "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, you're kidding me? Seawatt? Really. I thought we were over that. What in parkour is wrong with you?"