The submissive mushroom boy

Dead..?

He's sitting alone in his apartment when he gets the call.. a call he wasn't expecting.
"Dead?" Devy says out loud. Not believing what he's hearing. 
"yes sir, I'm very sorry for your loss" the lady that called him says and then continues
"She has left the twins to their father. Which is you Devin. You are allowed to decline taking the children but that will place them in foster care" Devy can't believe he's about to say this
"I'll take them.. I was raised in the foster care system.." 
"In that case they'll be in the care of a temporary foster home until you have everything you need for them, I know this is probably quite sudden news. I will call you in 2 days to check if you have everything ready for them" She hangs up before he can reply. So Devy calls the first person he can think of that might be able to comfort him... and that person isn't his favorite mushroom boy
"Hello?" Kyle says as he answers the phone. Devy quietly crying
"Who's calling me? I didn't even look" The phone goes quiet for a moment before Kyle speaks again
"Devy what's wrong" He lets out a quiet sob
"S-She K-Kyle" He chokes out
"Shh I'm coming over unlock your door for me, I'll be there in 10" Kyle says and then hangs up. Devy does what he's told and slowly walks over to the door unlocking it for when Kyle arrives. He curls up into a ball just crying. He doesn't know how long he's crying but eventually he feels a hand on his back. Devy looks up and buries his head in Kyle's chest. The younger holding him close, just letting him cry. 
"Talk to me Devy what's wrong?"
"T-Talia's dead..." The older chokes out and immediately goes back to sobbing. Kyle plays with his hair shushing him quietly
"When?"
"She died giving birth" 
'that's how but it works for now' Kyle thinks to himself just holding the older man close to him letting him cry into his now wet shirt. It takes a while for him to calm down enough to be able to properly talk with Kyle
"She died giving birth to my kids this morning.." He says quietly to the younger.
"Wow.." Kyle says quietly
"I'm taking both of them..." The older says sounding empty and then continues
"if I didn't they'd end up in the foster care system... which is where I was raised." Kyle nods now understanding 
"Need help getting stuff?" He asks
"Yeah.. I don't know the first thing about kids..."
"Neither do I. So how about we contact Chase Wisam and Kevin and all 5 of our brains can figure it out together." He originally didn't want Kevin to know.. afraid of how he'd react but right now.. he needs a big support system..
"Okay." He says nodding at Kyle
"Alright, you relax a little, I'll call them explain to them your situation and then have them come over and we can start figuring it out okay?" 
"Okay" Devy says thankful Kyle is taking charge in this moment..