#roachborne

[lovelyrhink]

day off <3

[seabonre]

i call this “cant stop thinking about roachborne again”

• after successful cases (of which there are seldom), they like to make a tradition of going out for milkshakes to celebrate. well, milkshake. roach thinks it's adorable; gazing at each other over one drink, two bright red straws — basically any excuse to show off their relationship in public. seaborne rolls his eyes, but is secretly endeared by the fact that roach always orders cookies n’ cream just to make him happy

• contrary to what you may believe, seaborne said i love you first

• (he said it on their rooftop, during a particularly intense emotional point in their lives regarding a certain international business proposal that a certain seaborne wasn’t included in, when he certainly believed he might lose roach because the man’d probably realize this opportunity was more important than their partnership and he still had gina and the house’s air conditioner couldn’t be resuscitated no matter who touched it and— he loved roach. he was terrified and the shingles scraped slowly into his elbows the longer it took him to say it out aloud. a bat flew overhead, north carolina summer doves, and sweat fell from his eyes when he turned his head to blurt out three syllables of a horror story.)

• but that was years ago.

• their mornings are the same every day: roach wakes up first, nudges in closer to seaborne's warmth, and drops kisses onto whatever area of skin he can reach until he sees irritated blues squint up at him as their owner purses his mustache in diva request. of course, roach complies, using seaborne's affectionate sleepiness to his advantage as he tries his fav nickname on him, smiling dotingly, "mornin', sea-bea."

• their favorite cases are the stakeouts. if you couldn’t figure out why, it’s ‘cause seaborne knows he’ll get to spend the next good hour with his knees dug into the leather seat either side of roach’s thighs. they make sure to leave the windows cracked.

• speaking of, seaborne trims his mustache regularly so he can kiss roach without it getting in the way. he says it’s for hygiene reasons, but roach doesn’t buy it

• roach decided he wanted to marry sea the day he broke up with gina. she was his longtime love, she really was, but he knew it was right for them both. however, he found it startling that, having never thought of his best friend this way, the next logical step his heart could come up with was seaborne. seaborne was a black cat, feisty and self sufficient, but loving and companionable and strategic. it only seemed right that he move into his arms, gina’s lease run out. maybe he was a rebound, he worried, but he couldn’t imagine ever tiring of him. ever. the next day, he woke up and figured it out to his face.

• while they didn’t get married at the cause of roach’s premature proposal, they did get married about two years later with nothing more than a pair of matching bands and a certificate. roach had it framed on the wall in their dining room, much to sea’s annoyance, but for the first few months roach couldn’t help showing it off to any potential customers that showed up in need of private investigation. seaborne blushed every time.

• anyway, back to the present. when they aren’t working cases, seaborne really loves to paint. he doesn’t talk about it much, and it took him a good while for him to admit it to roach. roach, of course, loves it; he loves knowing that seaborne has something he can pour passion into, loves showing off his talented husband and best friend to anybody that might care to listen. he’s helped him out of his embarrassment, put together a little studio for him in the guest bedroom for his birthday one year complete with an easel and oils and a huge pile of canvas boards of varying sizes. roach still doesn’t think he’s seen him smile that big since they were kids.

• once, seaborne asked that roach live model for him. he had him sit in the glow of the room’s window, his face and naked shoulder glowing in geometric patches. maybe seaborne only did this to have an excuse to look at him for hours on end, but he ends up painting roach’s likeness so well roach can’t stop smooching him when he’s done. (sea, however, thinks he didn’t even come close to capturing roach’s beauty. he’s content, though, for he doesn’t think it could ever be done justice. not even by the most skilled of artists.)

• one day roach gets a lil overzealous getting ready for a date with seaborne, and ends up shaving off a chunk of his chinstrap. he can’t just leave it, he thinks, so he decides to begrudgingly take the leap and shave it completely. when he’s done he’s a naked face and a strong jawline — like college, almost — but still feels pretty dang self conscious.

• seaborne notices he’s taking way too long in the bathroom and jiggles the nob: “you good in there? we’re already late, roach.” when he doesn’t respond, seaborne uses his super advanced private investigator knowledge to pick the lock (with the screwdriver conveniently stashed on top of the doorframe), grumbling all the way, until he is met with straight-up baby face. shock and nostalgia fill his system as he drops all frustration and handheld tools and moves in slow motion towards roach. for all of a moment, roach forgets about the draft on his cheeks and stands enraptured by the rare softness taking over seaborne’s whole face; his mouth is open, a half smile lifting one corner, eyes roaming everywhere, and he’s got his hands up and ready to hold roach’s naked face as he moves in closer.

• upon remembering himself, roach turns pink and stammers, feeling too exposed in a lot of ways as seaborne gazes so openly and sweetly at him like they’re the teens they always wished they could’ve been and wants nothing more than to hide and cancel their evening altogether. seaborne shakes his head in disbelief and does not kiss him, but rather hugs him. he nuzzles his mustache all along his clean jaw and breathes him in like it might preserve this. he steps back and cups his face for real this time, thinking about how different things were just a handful of years ago. there’s a thumb across roach’s cheekbone before seaborne whispers, “look at you, honey.” and roach melts, thinking that maybe he doesn’t look as bad as he thought.

[grab-noodles]

Link’s moustache has been giving me some strong Seaborne and Roach flashbacks ... and I realised I hadn’t drawn them yet so ...

Heavily inspired by rhincoln’s The Good Guys, which is fucking great 👌 

[r0yallypurple]

A commission from my friend RhettySetNeal on twitter!! this was rly fun to work on uvu

[lovelyrhink]

Let’s Make the Stars Blush

Pairing: Seaborne/Roach

Rating: E

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 6369

Tags: Roachborne, Sex Under the Stars, Power-Bottom!Link 

Summary: His partner is an innocuous doofus of a stargazer, but as of the last few weeks, Seaborne’s thoughts are anything but innocent.

AN: Happy New Year’s Day, babes!! Here’s a little something special :) big thanks to @thepatientheart for the model of Seaborne’s car, i couldn’t have done this without you!! ❤︎

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[buddyrolls]

seaborne and roach.

some good detective boys.

good detective boys who are in love.

[buddyrolls]

anyway i hope seaborne and roach are out there living their best detective lives and falling asleep cuddled together on the couch after an a-team/x-files marathon

[buddyrolls]

at least once a week seaborne tries and fails to derail roach when he abruptly springs into Government Conspiracy mode, and ends up with his face in his hands while roach tells him about how all landlines are definitely tapped and cell phones are next so they should probably invent a code to make it harder to eavesdrop on their conversations