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“I'm home...”
Dvalin set down his briefcase, feeling the weight of the world slip off his shoulders as he entered his home. He'd had to take more and more overtime recently, trying to finish a project at the office...maybe he'd bitten off more than he could chew. And his long hours meant he couldn't see his kid Venti, or his roommate's kid Razor, before they had to go to bed.
Roommate sounded weird. Maybe cohabitor? No, not that either... partner? Well...
Contrary to popular belief, Dvalin and Andrius weren't married, or even dating (at least, not that Dvalin was aware of). Just two single dads, one son each, living in a house together because it was cheaper and easier to take care of two kids that way. Obviously, Andrius was important to Dvalin, but putting a specific word to that importance was a little more difficult.
Speaking of, Andrius still hadn't said anything to him. He was sitting on the couch, immersed in what looked to be a nature documentary about wolves. God did that guy love wolves. Maybe Razor's first words being barks actually did make some sense.
“Andi?” Dvalin tried again.
Andrius glanced towards him and waved. “Oh, welcome back. Didn't hear you come in.”
“Where—”
“Kids are already in the bed; dinner's in the fridge, second shelf.”
“You took care of everything? Baths, teeth brushed, two bedtime stories for Venti?”
“Everything, and one bedtime story for Venti because you're a gullible softie and puppy eyes from your son don't work on me.” Andrius leaned his head back over the couch, and his long, loose hair spilled over. “I got it, don't worry. They're my kids too, D.”
Dvalin massaged his temples. “I know, I know, I just—”
“I know, believe me.” Andrius finally turned to face Dvalin, one arm against the back of the couch. "Are you gonna eat or come sit with me?”
Sagging, Dvalin trudged around the couch and flopped down next to his...partner, he guessed would suffice.
“You didn't have to wait for me to get back.”
“I wanted to.” Andrius tucked Dvalin's head into his neck. “You leave before I get up. If I went to bed now, I wouldn't get to see you at all.”
“Sorry,” Dvalin murmured.
“Don't be. It's not your fault, and I don't mind.” Andrius shifted the both of them until they were laying on the couch, Dvalin's head still against his shoulder. Their tangled legs hung off the couch and over the armrest. “When are you going to go back to working normal hours?”
“Hopefully by the end of this week,” Dvalin groaned. “I miss my baby~”
“He misses you, too. And Razor keeps asking if you're visiting your 'other family', which—” Andrius snorted— “I don't know where the hell he got that idea from, but Venti's fighting him on the point.”
Dvalin yawns. “Not interrupting your work too much, are they?”
“Well, they stay busy in Zoom daycare most of the day, so not usually.” Andrius's hand wraps around Dvalin's shoulders to card through his short teal hair soothingly, even as he says, “You shouldn't fall sleep here.”
“It's fine, just wake me up in a couple of minutes...” Dvalin replies, stifling another yawn and shifting against the body next to him.
Andrius laughs softly. “Sure thing, D.”
Dvalin wraps his arms around the other man, and the last thing he feels as he drifts off is a pair of lips against his forehead.