The tension from earlier had finally eased, but Evan couldn't shake the lingering embarrassment. His gaze flicked toward the couch where the evidence of his slip-up remained—a small stain on the white fabric, too obvious to ignore. He shifted uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck.
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Cam, noticing Evan's gaze, couldn’t resist a grin. "You really think I was kidding about cleaning that up?"
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Evan shot him a glare, but the awkwardness still clung to him. "You’re the one who made me... *feel* that way," he muttered, his cheeks flushed again.
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"Yeah, I guess I did," Cam admitted with a shrug, his voice casual. "But you're not getting away that easy, man. You made the mess, you clean it."
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Evan groaned, slumping further into the couch, wishing the floor would swallow him whole. "Fine, fine," he muttered, dragging himself up. "I’ll clean it. But you’re not off the hook, Cam. You’re the one who put me in this fucking situation."
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Cam raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I see. So now it’s my fault you lost control?" He couldn’t help but tease, but there was something softer behind the words now—an understanding.
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"Yes," Evan deadpanned, "but you’re the one who’s gonna help, whether you like it or not."
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Cam chuckled, standing up and stretching, letting his arms extend high over his head. "Alright, alright, I’ll help. But you’re doing the heavy lifting, man." He walked over to the small closet where they kept cleaning supplies, grabbing a cloth and a small bottle of cleaner.
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Evan grabbed another rag from the pile and looked over at Cam. "You really think I’m just gonna *wipe* it off?" he said, trying to sound annoyed, but there was no real heat in his words. He had already let go of the worst of the embarrassment.
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"Yeah, well," Cam shrugged, "if you let it dry, it’ll be harder to clean. So just do it now."
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Evan sighed, but walked over to the couch, kneeling down to wipe away the stain. As he worked, he could feel Cam hovering behind him, glancing down occasionally as though checking to see if he was doing it right. Evan tried not to acknowledge how close Cam was. Every movement felt heightened with the tension that lingered after everything that had happened.
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As Evan finished up, he stood up, rubbing his hands on his jeans. "There. Happy now?" he asked, turning to face Cam, his tone still a little snarky, but there was a playful glint in his eyes.
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Cam leaned back against the wall, arms crossed, and gave Evan a once-over. "Yeah, it’s fine. Though, you might want to work on that aim of yours next time," he teased, his lips curling into a smirk.
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Evan rolled his eyes, but a small laugh bubbled up from his chest. "I *was* trying to be discreet about it. But no, you had to make everything complicated."
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Cam’s grin softened, and he stepped forward, his hand resting casually on Evan’s shoulder. "Hey, man, I don’t think complicated is a bad thing," he said with a wink. "Just means we’re still figuring each other out."
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Evan exhaled slowly, nodding. "Yeah, maybe you're right." He shot Cam a side-eyed glance, still feeling that twinge of tension, but now it was something different—something more comfortable. "Thanks, though. For... you know. Helping."
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Cam gave him a small, reassuring smile, the kind that said everything was okay without needing more words. "Anytime, Evan," he said, his voice softer now. "Just try not to break anything else, alright?"
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Evan laughed, the last bit of the tension lifting. "I’ll try. But no promises."
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With that, they both sank back onto the couch, a silence settling over them—this time, a much more comfortable one. The mess had been cleaned, but it wasn’t just the couch that had been tidied up. The air between them was lighter, easier, and that, for now, was enough.
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