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Cid was surveying his yard when he heard Vincent come out of the house, the door swinging shut behind him.
"Fence looks good," Cid said, nodding out at it. "Those damn elfadunks haven't touched it yet. They know better than to mess with me."
"Hmm," Vincent said at his side. "Tea?"
Cid turned, blinking at him. He was holding out a steaming mug of coffee in one hand. "Don't mind if I do," Cid grinned. Took it, looking out again, and hell. The land out here was somethin' else, the sun shining down with a warm, gentle light. The sky was the bluest goddamn blue he'd ever seen, grass greener than it had any right to be. He took a sip and hell, even that was good. "This is a damn good tea, Vince," he said with deep appreciation.
Vincent let out a quiet huff and Cid glanced over. He wasn't looking at the fence. He was looking over at Cid, a tiny, private smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Like if he managed to keep it small enough, he could trick even himself into thinking he was still miserable.
Cid knew better. "A damn good tea," he continued, "and a damn good day." He took another slow sip of tea. Maybe Vincent could hide it from himself, but Cid knew he was happy out here. "And damn good company."
Vincent let out a soft breath, turning his head away, but the smile had tugged up a little further.
They stood there, side by side, and watched the morning spread over their land together.