Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Evening

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After their usual jaunt over to the mainland, Watts had headed to the kitchen to do a bit of baking, and then to the library for some piano practice.

And as he'd told Steven the other day at lunch, he was close to mastering the piece he was currently working on. Maddeningly close, in fact. So absorbed was he in getting to the point where he could play it through without a stumble that he did not notice as the hour ticked over past that where he usually stopped for the evening so he and Steven could have dinner together. Instead, he kept playing, and playing, single-minded in his determination to finally master the piece.

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"Thank you," Watts said again. "For- everything tonight. Understanding."

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Steven kissed Llewellyn's shoulder. "I love you. It's no hardship at all."

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"Because you have such a wonderful heart," Watts said.

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"Thank you," Steven said. "You're a wonderful person to give my heart to."

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"Thank you," Watts said. "Not- not many have thought so."

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"Their loss, my gain," Steven said. "It's as easy as that."

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"That is- how I feel about you, you know," Watts told him. "It astounds me that there are those who could not see you for the treasure you are. And yet, selfishly, I am glad that circumstance brought you to me."

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As close as they were, Llewellyn could probably feel the blush on Steven's cheeks. "Thank you. Means a great deal to me that you find me so. All of me. Good and... difficult."

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"Your troubles are my own," Watts reminded him.

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"And yours are mine," Steven said. Not deflecting, answering in turn. "I love the whole package of you. No parts left out."

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"No parts, hm?" Watts asked, smile evident in his voice.

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Steven held him tighter. "None left out. I want all of you, Llewellyn Watts. Every bit."

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"And you have me, Steven Grant. Every inch of me."

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Steven sighed contentedly. "I like that. Having someone of my own."

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"Now and always," Watts added, bringing the hand Steven had put around his waist up to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of Steven's hand.

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"Now and always," Steven said, pressing a kiss to Llewellyn's shoulder.

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Which got a happy hum out of Watts as his eyes drifted closed, settling in to a light doze. Yes, they still had dessert (actual dessert) downstairs, and their night might yet involve going back downstairs to have some.

But right now? Right now Watts was content to be nestled together with his beau, holding and being held. Belonging.