"No!" shouted the villain of the week as Eggsy leapt out of the way, and, coincidentally, out of the window. The explosion that cracked through the air and shot fire into the sky wasn't even his fault. The idiot had, in some fit of madness, disguised his 'self-destruct' button as a 'disable' button.

He plummeted down along blackened windows and watched the billowing, fluffy clouds of fire and smoke bloom as he went. The rush of wind in his ears kept him from noticing the batmobile (christened such by Eggsy, circa one year ago that day), until he fell through the roof and landed in a heap in Harry's lap.

"Hello darling," Harry greeted, for once driving.

"Hey love," Eggsy smiled, leaning up to steal a kiss and knocking into Harry's glasses when he did. "Nice catch."

"Was there ever any doubt?" He asked, closing the roof hatch and kicking the car into high gear. Eggsy spared a glance for the burning skyscraper growing small behind them.

"Shouldn't we do somethin' about that?"

"Merlin can take care of it. We're due at the tower in five minutes."

As if on cue, Daisy shrieked with joy from the other seat. Eggsy tipped his head back to look at her. She, at least, seemed pleased to be brought along on the mission. He doubted his mum would feel the same.

"Shit," he said with feeling.

"Language," Harry said as he gunned it.

"Nightshade, Starshot," Amelia greeted when they raced in, car stowed and the worst of the soot on Eggsy's clothes dusted off, and nodded to the lifts. "Michelle just arrived."

The lift dinged, admitting one Michelle Unwin. "There's my Dais! Hello sweetheart, did you have a good time with Eggsy and Harry?" She swept in and took her daughter out of Harry's arms and into her own, all smiles, "Any trouble?"

"Nope, none." Eggsy said, hoping he didn't sound too breathless.

Michelle hugged him and headed off, chatting with Daisy, whose exclamations about explosions could be chalked up to the TV. They hoped.

Eggsy slumped when the doors closed again, putting both hands on his knees to catch his breath.

"That was too close." He complained.

Harry hummed in agreement, leaning on the wall like it was a coincidence "You know, if you lived downtown this wouldn't be as much of a problem," his voice was light. Too light.

"Not this again."

"You stay over at my apartment more anyway," Harry began.

"Because it's within walking distance to work; I don't want to live there all the time. Mine's further outside the city, it's nicer."

"Your apartment is too sleek and modern - so much space is taken up for aesthetic value there's little room for anything else."

"Like yours isn't bursting at the seams with books and finery and dog pictures and anything you happen to take a shine to. And you haven't got any parks nearby for J.B." He sighed "Honestly, we should just buy a house and be done with it," This last Eggsy muttered, scowling at the blue paint on his hand. He hoped it was Daisy's washable stuff, because if that idiot had rigged his self-destruct button with tamper dye Eggsy was going to find him and skin him.

He noticed a heavy silence in the room a moment later and found Harry staring at him.

"Did you mean that?" Harry asked, his voice soft.

"I..." He hadn't really been thinking about it, but now that he was he congratulated himself on a wonderful suggestion. "Yeah. Yeah I did."

And then they were grinning stupidly at each other, the rest of the world forgotten.

"Touching as this is," Merlin said, striding in and lifting a copy of The Sun off his clipboard "I thought you might want to know you've made the news again."

Eggsy blinked at the image. He figured the shot would look rather good if it weren't printed on the paper equivalent of a CRT monitor. Harry was turned away from the camera, but one side of his face was still visible enough to show his smile. Eggsy was actually the focus of the frame - the paper barely did justice to his ruddy cheeks and besotted grin. They were standing close enough that there was no mistaking their relationship.

"So, I guess that's out then."

"I've booked you a TV spot to get ahead of the press." Merlin agreed. He stopped to talk to Amelia, then, and Harry took the paper from him.

"Think it'll go with the rest of the covers?" Eggsy asked.

"I think I'm going to need a bigger office in our house." Harry observed, and that set them grinning again until Harry got distracted by something on his hand.

"That's odd," he said eventually.

"What love?"

"I'm quite sure I scuffed my knuckles yesterday."

They both stared at the unbroken skin on his hand for a while, puzzled. Then their eyes met at the same time.

"Daisy!" they cried, startling Merlin and Amelia into looking at them.

"My little Dais, she's gonna be so great!" Eggsy found himself hauled into Harry's arms, both of them laughing "Do y' think she can help James?"

"I don't know. She'll need training," Harry said consideringly "but this is his best chance."

"'S weird though, isn't it? They ain't even related."

"Nonsense. You'll always be his family." Harry said it like he knew, like he understood, and Eggsy kissed him for it.