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[ Now is not the time to bail. Even if he really, REALLY wants to bail. Like. Jesus this is uncomfortable. True love is- he doesn't wanna say bullshit but only a lot of practice keeps his face blank. ]

Mal a few weeks ago you scoffed at this movie and called it 'sentimental tripe'. Just. Saying. But yes so beautiful. Much love. Very true. Wow.

I wanted to give it a try! [Is it so wrong to broaden his cinematic horizons? He cleans his face up and takes a breath deeply to recentre himself.]

All right. Ironing! That's what I'll do now.

Nnnnnooooo, no no no, no ironing. You need to see- um. THe rest of this director's stuff! Yeah. [ Snuggling. Snuggling ensues, tangling them up as best he can. ] Apparently they get BETTER.

[...More snuggling? He could be doing something more useful than sitting around watching movies...but if it's making York happier that he's here, then--] You want to watch more? You didn't seem very interested. But sure, we can have a little marathon! But that ironing needs done sometime.

[He seems really against it, in fact. Malcolm's look turns sly.] Are you hiding something from me in the closet or the drawers, hmmmmm?

I knew there were better ones.

[ Theoreticlly true. And the music wasn't half bad. ]

There's nothing to Iron, Mal. What you haven't ironed North got to. Between the two of you everything is clean, pressed, and folded.

...

Maybe. Maybe not. Shh.

North can't have done everything. Besides...there's the other bedroom. We could start making that a baby's room. Doesn't that sound nice? We can choose a crib, pick out colours...

Mal it's a little soon for that. I'm still- I'm still in therapy. I don't feel ready to be a father yet.

We can...still prepare. For someday. Right? When you're well. When you're better!

Is there anything I can do for you now?

Sit. Watch movies. Nap. Not iron for a little bit and just- be?

We already just were. I'm not tired enough for a nap, although you're welcome to. You can lay your head in my lap if you need. I'll go put another movie on. Maybe we could do something more physical later?

More phys- parkour. We can run the parkour course. Or jog together, or spar.

[ Platonic things! God help him if Mal propositions him like this he's-

He's not going to give in but it'll be really fucking HARD jesus. ]

[Would it surprise York at this point to know that he was thinking something like sparring or running and not, actually, sex?] That sounds great. All the sitting around together is nice, but surely we can't sit around all day. Unless you'd really like to make plans for that. A day in for just us~ Ah but I'm getting antsy. And then after, maybe I could...hm, rearrange some of the furniture? Sort the fridge and spices and everything in the kitchen...?

Just- a day in, maybe a bath later, relaxing. You've been on your feet all week, boo. Lemme take care of you?

It'll make me happy.

...Oh! That's so sweet of you, Taylor! We should do that. I'd love to have a nice relaxing bath with you.

I do have my moments. [ He'll just keep his hands to himself, yep ]

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