Midnight Manor Private Residence, Wednesday Evening

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Watts had had a very busy afternoon, taking full advantage of the fact that Steven was out running errands to put his plan into action. He’d been a little nervous that it wouldn’t work out when the day had started out somewhat overcast, but as the clouds started to clear away as the day went on he had hopes that it would be all right.

Thus when Steven arrived back home, he would find a note in Watts’s handwriting directing him to the roof, where a candlelit dinner (complete with garlic bread and an appropriate wine) as well as dessert was spread across one of the sleeping bags Steven had gotten Watts for his birthday.

Oh, and Watts himself, sitting on said makeshift picnic blanket as he waited.

[ooc: nfb, please.]

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Steven had gone out to restock some of the things used up over the weekend, such as Marc's office supplies which had been commandeered for playroom drawings. (Steven had also picked up crayons and construction paper to keep handy just in case there were ever any future unwarned needs for things children could be creative with.)

When he got back home he saw the note and smiled. He put things away - though not the note, which he kept with him - gave Raphael a pet of greeting, and then headed up to the roof as instructed.

Once he got there he saw the tableau laid out and, well, he needed a moment. Especially as he was at a loss for words.

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“Hello, you,” Watts said with a smile as Steven arrived.

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"Hello, you," Steven said, looking utterly besotted. He started to step forward then hesitated. "Wait - should I change?"

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Watts unfolded himself from his sitting position with the intention of meeting him halfway.

“Change?” he tilted his head. “Into what?”

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Steven indicated his clothes. "Something nicer."

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“Oh,” Watts realized. “If you wish?” he said. “Though I like you just as you are.”

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"I like the sound of that," Steven admitted, even as he blushed. He came closer, both to be near Llewellyn and to get a better look at things. "Llew, this is amazing. Well romantic."

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“That’s good,” Watts said, pulling him in to a kiss. “As my intention was to romance you.”

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Steven kissed him back, wrapping his arms around Llewellyn to hold him close. "Keep this up and I might go home with you at the end of the night, Llewellyn Watts."

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“Is that so?” Watts said. “Lucky me.”

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"This is the most wonderful, generous, romantic - " Steven said, kissing him in between words. "You are absolutely perfect, Llew."

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“You deserve to be spoiled,” Watts replied. “I am glad you like it.”

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"I love it," Steven told him. "And you. Wait - hang about, I should take a photo while it's all set up."

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“Of course,” Watts said, stepping aside so Steven could take out his phone- though not before pressing a kiss to his cheek.

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Steven patted himself down to find his mobile, then took pictures of the setup. "Here, can I get you in it as well? Man responsible for it all?"

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“Will you take one with both of us?” Watts asked.

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"I'd like that as well," Steven said. He smiled. "Mainly want to make sure I get you in at least one."

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“Of course,” Watts said, with none of the uneasiness his younger self had felt over the modern technology.

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"Shall we have a sit?" Steven suggested. "Easier to get us and the setup in the shot?"

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Watts nodded, folding himself down into a sitting position on the sleeping bag.

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Steven sat down right beside him. He set up his mobile to take a selfie, then held it up to make sure they and the spread were in frame. "Right, shall we? On three?"

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“On three,” Watts agreed, turning to kiss Steven on the cheek just as he pressed the button.

Would he ever tire of doing that? Unlikely.

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It worked out because Steven was never going to stop enjoying it.

"Cheeky," he said, but his large smile showed he clearly didn't mind. "Shall we enjoy this wonderful banquet then? Did you make all of it?"

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“Not the wine,” Watts said. “But the rest of it, yes.”

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"Llew, that's absolutely amazing!" Steven said as he took it all in. "Cake and all? Oh - and it's strawberries! For the sorbet?"