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[the_real_mccoy]

[McCoy chuckled and sipped his drink, relaxed in front of the fire. It really was such a nice way to spend some time with a friend.]


There's always that, yeah. Learnin ta cook ya say? Do ya need someone ta try ya attempts? Cause I'm more'n happy ta do that anytime. Home cookin's always worth it.


[Did he still work too much? Yes. It was easier to lose himself in work than to think about the glaring hole in his life. It was much better in the day-to-day. Sometimes he actually forgot all about his loss. Time always had that effect thank god. He smiled into his mug.]


Probably, yeah. But I think I'm doin ok. I mean, a little better every day, ya know? Time helps. Friends help more.

[not_actually_a_bad_guy]

Mostly have been making Dorian try it, but it would be nice to have a second opinion. Maybe I should come over to your place and cook for you, try to have it ready by the time you come home from work. Could be an incentive to actually come home.

[Rude doesn't know exactly, he hasn't lost anyone the way McCoy have. But he can certainly sympathise.]

Friends are always good to have around.

[the_real_mccoy]

Ya wouldn't mind? I mean, I'm never gonna say no ta somethin like that! That'd be really nice, Rude.


[It could be a little difficult figuring out kitchen times if someone else wanted to cook, but they could work things out. D'Artagnan would be able to eat the food Rude made, too. Same for Delaney. That should count for enough, right?

The rest . . . he gave the man a smile.]


Friends're the best.

[not_actually_a_bad_guy]

As long as everyone is alright with it. [Rude leans on him and shifts so he can place a kiss on McCoy's cheek.]

[the_real_mccoy]

[He made a happy sound at the kiss, leaning into it.]


I'll make sure it's fine. Only good thing about ownin the house, I can say who uses the kitchen ta make us all amazin food. But I don't think anyone's gonna complain.