Pyramid Lake Lodge, Jasper, Alberta, Sunday Evening

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The only thing on the docket for the day was dinner and ringing in the New Year, so things had started off with a lie-in. Followed by, ahem, other activities that didn't involve leaving the room.

With dinner being sent up in a few minutes though it was time to get dressed- yes, even though they were taking dinner in their room where no-one else could see, Watts and Steven were both going to the trouble of dressing up for the occasion. There would be dinner, and dancing, and going out on to the balcony close to midnight to hopefully get a look at the Northern Lights (they both had some rather spectacular photos taken with the help of the telescopes from Friday evening, but hoped to be able to view the phenomena again tonight).

"Food should be here shortly," Watts said, pulling on his suit jacket.

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Steven fussed with his tie as he tried to get it right. It was not improving the more he fiddled with it. "We'll eat inside?"

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"And move outside after," Watts agreed, stepping over to help Steven with his tie. "Though perhaps we might take dessert on to the balcony with us?"

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"That sounds nice," Steven said. He held still while Llewellyn worked his magic, grateful for the help. He could always get Marc to lend a hand but, well. Romantic night. Better kept private. "With our champagne and blanket?"

There was a firepit but why not snuggle with your beau under a blanket if you could? No reason not to do both.

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Watts was firmly in agreement there regarding Marc's presence during romantic nights. Or days. Really, any time that 'romance' was part of the plans. Any other time he was welcome, of course.

"With our champagne and blanket," Watts echoed. "Though I would very much like to be dancing with you as the clock strikes midnight."

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At the mention of dancing, Steven grinned excitedly. "Do you know today is a rare time I wish I was American?"

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“I… did not,” Watts said slowly. “Why is that?”

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"Because how they do their dates means back on the island today is a perfect day for dancing," Steven explained, very proud for having figured this one out. "Twelve then thirty one then twenty three, right? Which is one, two, three, one, two, three."

Steven then held his arms out like for a waltz and counted again, this time as though keeping step to music. "One two three, one two three..."

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“Oh. Oh!” Watts laughed, delighted. “I love you,” he declared.

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Steven was thrilled that Llewellyn appreciated his joke. He took Llewellyn's hands and tried to guide them in a modified dance. "One two three, one two three..."

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Watts was the one who usually led their actual dances, but he was happy to follow Steven’s lead this time around.

“Can’t even declare you incorrigible for that one,” he said, still grinning. “That’s just sweet.”

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"Been thinking about that one all day," Steven admitted. He wasn't doing anything formal by way of dance steps but at least he had enthusiasm and was keeping pace with his initial counting? "Glad you liked it."

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Watts was just enjoying himself, not overly worried about whether these were actual proper dance steps or not.

“Glad you shared it with me.”

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"I love you too, by the way," Steven said. "You and your appreciation for my jokes."

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“I’ve gotten much better at picking up when you’re making one,” Watts said, sounding a little pleased by that.

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"That wasn't an easy one either," Steven said, very proud of his beau for how well he'd done with it. "Little abstract, really."

Steven improvised some faster steps. Nothing that was actual formal dancing, he was just moving with the happiness he was feeling in the moment.

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“Helps that it was at least partially regarding a topic I know quite well,” Watts said, pulling in closer in an effort to encourage Steven to wrap his arms around him.

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Steven needed very little encouragement in that regard. He wrapped his arms around Llewellyn's shoulders and smiled up at him.

"Dates?" he asked, regarding the topic Llewellyn knew well. His grin showed he was joking. "That's true. You've gone on loads with me after all."

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Watts opened his mouth, this close to declaring Steven incorrigible when something occurred to him and he swiftly changed tracks.

“That’s true,” he said. “And not a bad one in the bunch.”

See what he did there, Steven?

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Steven did, and was charmed by it. He gave Llewellyn a kiss. "I love you. Very much. Wouldn't want to spend new year's with anyone else."

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“Not even several someone elses?” Watts asked, because staying behind and attending the party on the island had been an option, even if he personally much preferred this one.

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Steven shook his head. "Friends are nice and all, but when midnight comes I want to be with you."

Steven paused, then added, "When the clock strikes, I mean. Here's hoping Midnight doesn't show up. Our borders would be out of a home."

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“That’d be something of an unpleasant surprise for them,” Watts agreed. Not to mention their poor cat!

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"But here, now - well, in a bit as well," Steven said, glancing at the time, "I want to be with you. My Llew. Ringing in the new year with that kiss."

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“I like when you say my name like that.” Which Steven had probably inferred from the fact that Watts had told him of the nickname in the first place.

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"I like that I'm the only one who can," Steven admitted. "Might seem silly. It's only a name. But I like that it's the name I can call you."