The King of Crows

Theseus' Smile

Philza placed the items beside my bed, making sure none of them were damaged for the fifth time. Despite being in a rush to see me again - which, don't get me wrong, is very sweet - he really made sure he had brought the other sentimental items of his. He came walking in with William's guitar and Technoblade's armour stand, except it was just the armour stand. The crows came flying in helping one another with holding pieces of the heavy, golden, ancient armour being clutched in their tiny talons. I watched Philza rebuild the armour stand back to when I first saw it at the Valictor, his face now focused on the task at hand.

"Hey, uhm..." I spoke up, catching his attention halfway through putting the legging armour on. His steel-blue eyes looking at me with deep interest, it calmed me honestly. "You want anything to eat? Do you even need to eat?"

"I would like something actually," Philza answered, smiling at me with such comfort and warmth. Continuing to put the armour on the stand, Phil continued to speak to me. Not knowing that I had sat down on my bed near to him. "I am not fussy really. Though I do not eat much, for my immortality has done that to me."

"Okay then, I've got some chocolate chip waffles if you want to try a piece," I walked over to a mini fridge in my bedroom, opening it up to the semi-cold box. Full of snacks for when I needed to concentrate. As I pulled out the pack of waffles, I heard Phil quietly agree with me. His eyes locked onto me when I turned around, glancing from my own eyes to the pack of waffles I had in my hands. "Here."

"Oh? I have never heard of this before, chocolate inside of a waffle?" Philza mumbled to, mostly, himself, taking the free waffle in my hand. He gently munched down on the snack, his lips softly wrapped 'round the delicate material. I watched his eyes light up almost immediately, sparkles shining over his steel-blue eyes. Making them brighter than before. Making them look ocean blue. Fuck. "This is the best thing in the entire world! Better than any meal I was given in my castle, for that saying something too. Those meals were deliciously made by my cooks, with all of their loving hearts. Kind people they were."

I smiled happily, watching him continue to munch down on the waffle. His eyes not dimming down throughout the whole ordeal. It was so cute to watch honestly, I found it adorable to see this man act so childish with a waffle. Wiping his mouth, Phil looked at me with a bright smile, thanking me for the snack. I nodded my head in response, watching him get back to work on building up the armour again.

By the time I remembered why I wanted him to stay, Phil had finished the full armour stand; pushing it up against the wall, right next to my desk. It actually looked good there, so I wasn't telling him off. I walked over to Phil, tapping his shoulder as he placed William's guitar on the other side of my desk. He spun around to look me in the eyes again, his slightly dusky blonde hair caressing his cheeks as his steel-blue eyes looked lovingly into my own. The silence wasn't awkward in the slightest, it was fully comfortable. His smile not fading from his lips. God, I swore my cheeks were heating up when it registered into my brain.

"What do you need Y/N?" Phil asked, his voice was so sweet. Face so close to my own, it made the heat on my cheeks worse. "Oh yeah! What do you think of the placement of their items? I could not think of any important places, but your table looked quite lonely. Now it is very much not alone, now with friends of its own."

"I like it," I smiled at the arrangement he had made, my hands unconsciously feeling his cotton coat. I couldn't help myself, it's so damn soft!!

Phil's eyes glanced down to see what I was doing, my smile not fading from my lips as I continued to play with the feeling of his coat. My eyes averted to look at him, a pink blush tinting his face as I continued to feel the coat. Sadly, the crow popped us out of our small little bubble. Our heads turned to face the annoyed little crow that came to meet me before, their wings pointing to the screen that had the Twitch tab open.

"Oh yeah!" I let go of his coat, walking over to my desk to click around on my PC. Phil whined a little when I let go, before walking over to me to see what on earth I was doing. His expression clearly showing his confusion on the PC. "Modern day technology. I'll explain another time. Anyway! There's another reason I wanted you to come here, other than the fact that we were both missing one another."

Philza hummed at my words, his eyes locked onto the screen that continued to move. With one final click, I found a stream from yesterday that TommyInnit did. It would've been easier if he was streaming at the moment, but I can't control other people. Oh well.

"We-" I pointed to the little, chubby crow that was with me yesterday. "-have come to a striking realisation. That maybe, maybe, your family and friends have been reincarnated from when they died."

"Really?" Philza gasped, his eyes averting to see the video of an old stream. TommyInnit's camera on, allowing the man to see, what could be, his reincarnated son. Tears began to flood his eyes, glistening over so much. He gripped onto the screen, trying hard not to choke on his leaking tears. "Theseus? That's my son..." He whipped his head 'round to look at me, his tears beginning to leak down his cheeks. His eyes slowly began to become red and puffy. I didn't know how to react, Phil looked so fragile and delicate at the moment, like if I were to touch him softly he would shatter to a million pieces. "Where is he? Where is my son?! That man has to be my son, they appear to be almost identical to one another. Other than the fact that they have slightly different facial structures. Where does that man live? I need to see my son again! It's been too long..."

"I don't know where TommyInnit lives, I'm sorry Phil," I apologised with tears threatening to leak down my own eyes, walking closer to wrap my arms around the fragile man's torso. His face squished against the nook of my neck, crying his heart out. The knowledge of his son being alive again through any means made him so happy. But the knowledge of not being able to see him made his heart break so easily. I hated seeing Phil like this, it broke my heart to see him in such a vulnerable state...