Midnight Manor Private Residence, Wednesday Evening

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Date night dinner wasn't usually leftovers, but they had so much remaining from last night's dinner party, even with encouraging all their guests to take away as much as they could carry, that it was really the only sensible option.

One thing Watts had made from scratch for the occasion was a cake, seeing as it was exactly two years to the day from when Steven and Watts had first crossed paths. Two years since Watts had found himself absolutely captivated by his new neighbour. Two years since that neighbour had invited him over for coffee, sparking a friendship that had eventually become a romance.

So, following dinner Watts had told Steven he had prepared something, and to go get settled in the library, he'd be out in a minute.

"Here we are," Watts said with a smile as he entered the library, carefully balancing the cake on a tray.

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Steven had Raphael in his lap, because after a day of their home being filled with visitors the little cat needed reassurance that everything was fine and quiet again. When Llewellyn came in again Steven perked up. "What's that then? Did you make something?"

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"I did, yes. In honour of the day in particular."

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"Did you?" Steven was now looking at Llewellyn with great affection. "Llew, how sweet."

Pun intended, of course.

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"Meeting you changed my life for the better," Watts pointed out as he set the cake down on the coffee table. "Of course I would want to commemorate that."

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Steven motioned for Llewellyn to come closer, because kissing very much needed to happen.

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Watts settled on to the couch next to Steven- gently, so as not to disturb Raphael too much.

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Likewise Steven also moved as gently as he could to get into position to kiss Llewellyn very thoroughly. There would be words, but first smooches.

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"I am exceedingly glad that you were willing to help a fellow move a few boxes, Steven Grant," Watts murmured.

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"I'm exceedingly grateful I didn't force Marc to do it," Steven said with a grin that could be felt between kisses.

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"I do not think he would have invited me in for coffee," Watts agreed.

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"Fair b - " Steven started to say bet and then corrected himself " = fair to say, yeah. See? That's what happens when you're so charming I couldn't resist you even then."

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Watts noticed the change in word choice, and it made his expression turn even fonder if possible.

"I love you."

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"I love you too," Steven said. He indicated everything around them, including the cat in his lap. "All this is thanks to you."

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"Hmm, not just me," Watts said. "I do believe you played some part in it. Including winning this fellow over," he pointed out, giving Raphael a light skritch behind his ears.

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"You brought him into our lives," Steven said. Then he frowned. "Oh, wait, no. Bugger. I mean thank you."

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The self-correction earned him another kiss.

"You were there right from the start to help draw him out of his shell," Watts pointed out. "I do believe it was a team effort."

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"I can agree to that," Steven said, smiling at Llewellyn. "It's what we do best around here, isn't it? Team effort."

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"And I couldn't ask for a better one," Watts said by way of agreement.

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"I do have a favor to ask though," Steven said. "If you don't mind."

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"What's that?" Watts asked, curious.

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"Could we dance later?" Steven asked. "In honor of the day? Assuming Raphael lets me up, of course."

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"Of course," Watts said. "Any opportunity to dance with you, I am glad to take."

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Steven beamed at him and gave him another quick kiss. "Wonderful. Cake first, though. It smells delicious."

The only reason Steven hadn't tried swiping a dollop of frosting yet was because of the cat in his lap. Otherwise he would have done so as soon as Llewellyn set the plate down.

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Speaking of the cat... "Make sure he doesn't steal any," Watts said. "As it has chocolate in it."

He leaned over, carefully cutting them each a slice and putting them on the plates he'd brought on the tray.

And then, with a playful grin, he swiped his finger through the icing and held that up to Steven's lips.

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Swiping his finger through the icing had been Steven's own plan, so he didn't mind Llewellyn doing it for him. He leaned in to take Llewellyn's finger into his mouth and slowly take the icing off.

Probably more slowly than strictly necessary, but one did want to be thorough.