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[Left Outside of His Home at the start of June]

[ziedrich_bearer]

[Enjoy the box with the new t-shirt, Richie. Nothing like a black t-shirt with white text. The front might be familiar. It resembles an old one.

'Gladio was right'

The difference is that this one has something on the back.

'And now I've got a family']

[mrsklover]

I am pretty sure I can FEEL the smugness through the fibers of the shirt.

[ziedrich_bearer]

Oh you definitely can. There is SO much smugness in the fibers.

[mrsklover]

Who told you?

[ziedrich_bearer]

Your sassy son.

[mrsklover]

Of fucking course.

That kid was probably happier than me and Reeve. If we ever break up he'll probably break our kneecaps.

[ziedrich_bearer]

Probably didn't come from a happy and stable household then.

[mrsklover]

I think that probably could be said about everyone here.

[ziedrich_bearer]

My household was pretty stable. And happy before my mom passed.

Oh. I see it now.

[mrsklover]

TA DA! Welcome to the depressing club! Shots all around.

But at least the company is good!

[ziedrich_bearer]

I mean, my world is going through an apocalypse, so yeah, I guess depressing is just how it goes.

You're not that bad of company, Richie.

[mrsklover]

You haven't been around me now that I have a boyfriend to brag about.

[ziedrich_bearer]

And you haven't been around me since I've had a fiance. I think I'm winning.

Oh, you better wear the shirt. York's waiting for it.

[mrsklover]

FUCK OFF! WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO UNBURY THAT LEDE?

[ziedrich_bearer]

Then. Literally in that moment because I figured it would have a great reaction.

I proposed a bit ago. Tony Stark helped me in forging the rings myself.

[mrsklover]

Of fucking course he did. Jesus. When? Where?

Do I get to be flower girl?

[ziedrich_bearer]

I asked him when we had dinner together. Back in the fall. It was the right moment. But it was ours. Which is why I didn't tell anyone for a bit. But I've been wearing the ring for a while.

It seemed to comfort that Hargrove kid a bit, to know I was happily engaged to another man.

You know what? Yes. If only so the person I intend to have be the flower bearer can laugh at you then.

[mrsklover]

Who's that then?

[ziedrich_bearer]

One of my students, a girl named Max. Real wild child. If I had a kid, I'd want them to be like her.

[mrsklover]

You have a whole family at this point, don't you? Jesus. Daddio the adopter.

[ziedrich_bearer]

Training three kids doesn't make me a father.

Also, really? Daddio?

[mrsklover]

Oh sure. And you're not giving them advice or helping them with problems or looking out for them. That doesn't even sound like you at all. I am sure you train them and tell them to get the fuck out.

Be honest: have you invited them all for dinner yet? Daddio.

[ziedrich_bearer]

... Stop having good points.

No, I haven't. Hargrove and Harrington don't get along.

[mrsklover]

Sibling rivalry.

Time to flex the parent muscles. Have them fight to the death?

I think I'll only have the one kid, parenting isn't my strong suit.

[ziedrich_bearer]

No. They hate each other. Or at least are damn close to it. It's complicated.

You have two though.