Dave grinned - he seemed to be doing that a lot around Dylan - and squeezed Dylan's hand again, swinging their joined hands between them slightly because this was just so awesome. "I'll start writing. New stuff. Happy and hopeful." Dave glanced over to the bed, already contemplating trying it out. That thought filled his mind until he heard the 'we' and his smile widened as he pressed a kiss to the corner of Dylan's mouth. "Soap, plates. Do some grocery shopping so you'll have food in the fridge."