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Mikael opened the homey green door with his key, carrying the smaller girl in his arms. The older girl walked behind him, looking around at the new house and getting a feel for where her dad was leading them. In a wash of pinks and purples they entered the house fresh from the airport, their bags still in the car.
Steven leaned against the kitchen door, watching as the girls scanned the room and hoping they liked it. Mikael set down his daughter and closed the door, telling them to take off their shoes in this house. He smiled as he closed in on the house's owner, using his long reach to pull the man into his arms and press their lips together. Thin arms came around his shoulders, pulling him near and holding him.
“Ewww, Dad, that's so gross!” Melinda ran to explore the house and claim her bedroom while Mirjam was sitting on the leather sofa.
“Is Uncle Steven my new mommy?” Mirjam asked as Steven rested his head on Mikael's shoulder.
Steven looked over Mikael's shoulder to the child. Her eyes were the same as Mikael's, chocolate brown and already so sharp. He pulled away from his lover, letting him take care of his child.
“No, dearheart.” Mikael kneeled in front of her. “Why don't you find a room for your bed, and we will get the things out of the car?”
The blonde girl nodded, sliding off the sofa and bouncing up the stairs after her sister.
They listened to the footsteps running on the floor upstairs, the girls checking out each and every room. “Well, Mor, help me get their things inside?”
Steven nodded, stepping shoeless into the patio and out to the car park. “I don't fancy being called Mum.”
Mikael popped the boot, reaching in for one of the suitcases. “Shame, because their Far only sleeps with their Mum.”
Steven had his arm on the raised boot. “Mayhap I can get used to it then.” He reached in and grabbed another duffel bag.
“As long as you changed those sheets on your bed. Nasty they were.” Mikael hauled two cases into their new house, waiting for Steven to shut the hatch. “You did get food, yes?”
Steven rolled his eyes. This fatherhood thing was going to test his patience. “Yes, dear.”