Geekgirl

At the current moment, Night and Host appeared in their favorite park during their favorite season. Fall was the best time for the two. It didn’t get too cold, nor did it get too hot, and the wildlife was active, preparing for the long winter so one could find more critters out and about. 

Host looped his arm through Night’s, hand holding his upper arm and their shoulders brushing as they began their stroll. Passing through the archway of trees that went down the entire pathway, a loop through the whole park that people would use for their jogs or walks. Mad had measured the length before and let everyone know his results. And while Host could recall what it was, Night never bothered to remember it since all he needed to know was that it took thirty minutes to walk the whole thing. That was thirty uninterrupted minutes with Host because no one would dare try to get a hold of them during their strolls. 

Except for Mad.

But Host enjoyed Mad’s company and didn’t annoy Night much. So, Mad would walk with them on rare occasions. 

Right now, though, it was just Night and the love of his life.

“The leaves look so lovely this time of year.” Night hummed his comment, eyes glancing at the trees and then to Host, an even lovelier sight. 

“That they do.” Host agreed. 

“Might I ask you something, my owl?” 

“Of course.”

“What do you see right now?” Night knew Host understood the meaning of the question. It was not meant in a literal ‘eye-seeing’ way, but with Host’s abilities and how he’d adjust for either comfort or energy level—going from seeing everything beyond what eyes could process to just allowing himself to be blind. The majority of the time, Host liked relying on everything except his sight but would use enough of his powers to be aware of their surroundings.  

“I feel and taste more than I can see.” Host began explaining, using that naturally soothing voice of his that Night could spend an eternity listening to. 

“Taste?”

“The air tastes of fall. The subtle coolness, the wetness of fallen leaves left on the grass from the morning dew that’s yet to evaporate. You can also feel that soft breeze and hear the rustling and crunch of the leaves on the path we are stepping on.” 

“We take for granted our other senses, don’t we?” Night placed his other hand on top of Host’s.

“We take for granted many things in our lives. But as time goes on, we learn to enjoy the little things life has to offer. 

“That we do.” Host chuckled, and then he suddenly paused.

“What is it?”

“The others are here.” 

“They’re what?” Night started looking around, tensing up.

“Calm down, Your Highness.” Host tugged on Night’s arm, guiding him where to look. “They’re here playing a game, not to interrupt us.” 

“Oh.” Night clicked his tongue a bit when he saw the other Egos out in the middle of the large field. 

“Maybe we could extend our stroll and sit on the bench, watch them have their fun.” Host tugged on Night’s arm again, showing that it wasn’t really a suggestion but that it was what he was going to do. 

“We’re not beating the grandparents' allegations.” Night chuckled, walking to the bench and sitting on it with Host. 

“Not my fault you act like a grumpy old man.” Host rested his head on Night’s shoulder. 

“I do not.” Night rolled his eyes with a light smile. 

“I thought we were playing football,” Jackie asked with a tilt to his head, seeing the white and black ball in Marvin’s hands. 

“We are playing football,” Marvin confirmed. 

“That’s a soccer ball.”

“No, it’s a football.” 

“So…if we’re playing football then I can-” Jackie bent over enough to throw Marvin over his shoulder, and he started running. 

“Jackieboyman, put me down!” Marvin demanded. “Chase Brody! Stop laughing and help me!” 

“Me next, me next!” Anti called out with his own laughs. 

“Can I sit with you guys?” Mad asked as he neared the bench. 

“Of course.” Host answered, moving to be even closer to Night and leaving space for Mad to sit and open his book. 

“Now we’re definitely not going to be able to deny being the grandparents.” Night sighed. 

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” Host moved Night’s arm so they could hold hands. 

“Only if I don’t get to have you by my side.” Night kissed Host’s temple. 

“Jackie! Put him down!” Dark snapped while Jackie continued running with Marvin, but he now had Anti on his other shoulder.