thinking about mac getting up every morning to peel an apple for dennis and dennis waking up to the familiar sound of mac bustling around in the kitchen every day without fail; mac, brushing his teeth, having to stand on his tip-toes because dennis is standing in front of him peering at the mirror as he applies his mascara; their shoes and jackets by the door, their keys hung up side-by-side and sometimes mac grabs both of them to toss dennis his as they leave the apartment. thinking about their apartment, their kitchen, their bathroom, their movie nights, their monthly dinners, and the small bits of domesticity that exist in their life together even if they refuse to acknowledge it.