MHA 15, Wednesday Evening

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Watts had meant to make it to the diner and then Ms. Ingram’s yesterday, he truly had. It was just that- time had somehow gotten away from him.

Much like it had today, where before he knew it it was time to get ready and go across the hall to get Steven and walk with him to their usual Wednesday night outing to Caritas.

Which he was going to do any minute now. Really.

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Steven was ready to go. And there wasn't any set plan on which one of them got the other. So when Llewellyn didn't show up at his door it was no immediate concern for Steven to go over to Llewellyn's and knock.

"Llew? It's me."

Yes, Steven had a key. But Llewellyn didn't care for surprises so there was no harm in knocking first.

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From his spot on the living room couch, Watts could of course hear the knocking on the door.

Although oddly the sound did somehow seem to be further away than usual?

But the important part was that he could hear it. Now whether he could rouse himself enough to answer it, that was another question…

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When there was no answer, Steven went ahead and let himself in. After all it was possible Llewellyn was in the bedroom and couldn't hear him.

Seeing Llewellyn right there in the living room was unexpected. "Llew? Are you all right?"

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Depended on your definition of ‘all right’ as he looked far more rumpled than usual.

Well, the stubble was on the longer side of how shaved he usually kept his face, but his hair looked as if it hadn’t seen a comb yet today and perhaps most telling was his waistcoat- only half buttoned and unevenly so at that.

“Steven?” he blinked, frowning slightly. “When did you arrive? Have you been here long?”

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"Only just arrived," Steven said, even more worried now. He came over to get a closer look at Llewellyn. "It's Wednesday evening. We were going to go to the pub."

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“Of course,” Watts said, starting to push himself up. “I am- ready to go.”

He was not. In addition to the only partially done up waistcoat, his necktie was currently nowhere to be seen.

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"You're no such thing," Steven said. He held his hands out to keep Llewellyn from attempting to move further. "What's wrong, love? You don't look right."

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Watts frowned at him. “That’s not a terribly nice thing to say.”

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"You look unwell," Steven said. "Which in my opinion isn't right at all. How are you feeling?"

Steven reached out to put the inside of his wrist against Llewellyn's forehead to check if he had a fever.

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“As if we are going to be late.”

His forehead was definitely warm and somewhat clammy.

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Steven made a tsking sound. "Oh love, you've got a fever going I'm afraid. How long have you felt like this?"

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Watts frowned.

“What day is it?”

As if he hadn’t been ready to go to Caritas for their usual Wednesday evening outing mere minutes ago.

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"Wednesday," Steven said. After all, he more than understood needing extra help to be certain of when and where you were. "You're in your flat, and I'm taking you to bed. Come on."

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“Why Steven Grant,” Watts said. “How very forward of you.”

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"Hmm, yes," Steven said. He reached for Llewellyn's hands to help him stand. "I'm going to take you to bed, get some of these clothes off, tuck you under the blankets, then see about getting you something for that fever."

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Watts took the offered hands to help leverage himself up, slumping ever so slightly against Steven once he was more or less upright.

“But we are meant to go to the pub tonight,” he pointed out.

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"You are meant to be healthy first," Steven said. He put his arm around Llewellyn to help take some of his weight as he guided him towards the bedroom. "I'm sure Summer and our friends will understand. They'd want you to take care of you as well."

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“But our plans…” Watts said sadly.

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"There's always next week," Steven reminded him. "Which you'll enjoy all the more for having the energy for it."

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“But-“ Watts started to protest again, trailing off as he stumbled slightly, resulting in him leaning more heavily on Steven.

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"Right, bed for you," Steven said, guiding Llewellyn over in that direction. He paused long enough to move the blankets aside with his free hand. "Here we are. Let's get you comfortable, yeah?"

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“Are you going to join me?” Watts asked.

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"I will once you're settled and I make sure Raphael's been fed," Steven said. He started helping Llewellyn with his clothes. "Then we'll see about if I leave you alone to go to work tomorrow."

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Watts frowned. “I don’t work tomorrow,” he pointed out.

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"I do, love," Steven reminded him, gently. He gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "But if you need me here, I'll stay."