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Dafydd looked up from the pile of kitchen utensils he was attempting to organize, a warm smile tugging at his lips as he heard Hartley's voice. The flat already felt like home, and just being here together, finally sharing a space, filled him with a deep sense of contentment.
"I'm doing alright over here, though I think these pots and pans have multiplied since I last checked," he chuckled, running a hand through his hair. He still had that giddy feeling from knowing they had taken this big step, moving in together after everything they'd been through. The premature proposal had been a difficult moment to navigate as he did not feel quite ready yet to make that leap, but it hadn't changed how much he loved Hartley.
"Actually, I could use a hand once you're done with that box," the healer admitted, glancing at the remaining stack of items that still needed sorting. "But no rush, babe. You've already unpacked half the flat while I've been waging war with these kitchen drawers."
There was a light in his eyes as he looked around at their new home—their home. He couldn't help but feel proud of them for making it here, together.
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