justTalk(Kevin);
“I’d like that too.”
Kevin gives Daniel another peck on the lips and offers one to Haven just over their head. He saunters over to the kitchen, preparing a bottle. Each step he thinks about what just happened. All those negative feelings gone in a blink of an eye. He does feel a slight exhaustion though, not physically but internally so. It makes him feel human, almost normal again. And knowing that he and Daniel could over come obstacles like this, he feels stronger.
The broadcaster brings the bottle to Haven as well as a bib. The cloth is wrapped around their neck and patted down. He offers the bottle to Daniel.
“Want me to make you some coffee, too?”
Daniel feels stronger, too; for all the problems he’s worked through in his life alone, all the equations and algorithms and data stacks, he has never felt something so good as solving something together--as partners. That’s what Kevin is, and always will be. The affection he feels for him only swells at the notion.
The biomachine keeps Haven nested effortlessly in his arm to bottle-feed them, his blue eyes warm and fond as he does. “Please,” he answers, his voice soft. He stays near the Host, leaning against the counter with a soft sigh.
“See, Haven?” he murmurs, looking down into those wide azure blues, that mess of sandy hair. “I told you it’d be okay.”
Together, he thought, they could overcome anything.












