Del wasn’t sure how he should approach the situation. He knew, logically, that Justin couldn’t continue like this without him. He also didn’t want to think about being convenient, someone Justin held on to just because he provided comfort, childcare, food, and now, orgasms.
He didn’t know if they’d had chemistry outside this situation. If he’d met Justin somewhere else, would he have looked at the boy twice? And shit, Justin wasn’t a boy, another thing Del had to remind himself of still.
All he knew that right now, every time Justin walked into his house, Del felt…happy. He felt like Justin was the missing piece that made the house feel like a home. It had felt like a home before, sure, but now, with the kids and Justin added, it was somehow more