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empathicfault

It does make sense, why Malcolm would have to get this property in his world. But Will still thinks the space is poetic- it's clearly meant for both of them, and it makes it really feel like he belongs here, too. Like his farmhouse did. Like the ship does. He takes the key on a chain and puts it around his neck immediately.

He follows Malcolm on the tour of the whole place. It's the most luxurious cabin he's ever seen, but he would still qualify it as the cabin. It's all thoughtfully furnished and it even has the skylight over the bed.

Malcolm mentions making a fire pit and Will beams at him. "We can. I've never put one together before, so it'll be new for both of us." He's clearly already looking for good spots for it, staring over to the river. "How'd you even find this place? It must've taken awhile."

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abrightboy

Malcolm smiles, sliding into the crook of Will's arm, looking out the window too.

"I snuck over here a bunch of times when you were working or walking the dogs," he admits. "It's useful having a ship where I can go to upstate New York for an afternoon and come back five minutes after I left. Oh! And we can obviously park the ship inside when we come here. I just parked it out in the woods so you could get the full effect. Anyway. I had a realtor working on it for me and then I'd come by and check out the properties she found. I almost thought I'd have to settle before she found this place. Like two days ago, our time. So I had to be extra sneaky to get it all furnished and stuff in time. You know. Without you noticing I was gone."

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empathicfault

Will chuckles at the thought of Malcolm sneaking past him the past couple of days to work on this. He squeezes his husband close.

"I knew you were distracted, but I just assumed it was something at work. I never would've guessed it was this. Were people dropping off furniture right up until we arrived?" he asks, sounding impressed.

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abrightboy

“Until yesterday,” Malcolm tells him. “I didn’t want to risk anyone showing up once you were here. You should always be able to relax here. You should always feel free to relax here.”

He turns towards Will so he can slide his arms up around his neck and gaze up at his face. “It’s the kind of protection you need.” He gives him a gentle kiss. “Protection of your peace.”