You In The Sun And You In The Dark

He was burned by the sun. To that of someone who has been out in the sun for a few days. His shirt unbuttoned and his suspenders dropped off his shoulders. His hands were covered in bits of dried and chipping away paint. Having not worked on the project in a while but also finding that it was so caked on he couldn't get it off.

He was as pale as the moon. To that of someone who hasn't seen the sun in a few days. Bundled up in a furred cloak to accommodate the cold of his snowy tundra. His hands sporting calluses and scrapes from the stone and ice he worked with. Redstone still stuck under his nails, having just been in the dungeon moments before.

2 men stood across from eachother. An understanding.
A break.

OR

Beef and Tango worked themselves to the bone for the past year plus on their projects. They both understand this and instead of playing their games or even talking about them they opt to sit in Beef's cottage enjoying eachother's company.