Midnight Manor Private Residence, Monday Evening

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A Thanksgiving feast, even when just for two(ish) people, was still a feast, and thus had required both yesterday and today to be properly prepared. Most of the dishes were the same as last year: the main along with the side dishes of vegetables, potatoes, and stuffing. And yes, of course there were dinner rolls.

New this year was a soup and simple garden salad. Dessert was also the same as last year, with apple cake and butter tarts (along with a batch of the non-vegan variety that had been set aside for Marc).

"It looks fantastic," Watts said, surveying everything laid out on the dining room table. "Will you light the candles, then, while I go fetch us a bottle of wine?"

[ooc: for the beau!]

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So was Watts, who couldn't help a little chuckle of his own in response to Steven's obvious joy.

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"I like that we have this as well," Steven admitted. "The ability to have fun."

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"You bring so much joy in to my life, Steven Grant. I am truly thankful for that," Watts told him.

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"Not that I don't take our relationship very seriously," Steven said. "But I like that we can - well, we can be silly sometimes. Not take ourselves seriously."

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"Now there's a use of the word 'silly' I don't mind at all," Watts told him, and this time it was his turn to lean in and press a quick kiss to Steven's lips.

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"Hoped it might be all right," Steven admitted. "Good silly. Not a bad thing. Fun thing. Able to laugh at life and have a good time."

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"Exactly," Watts said. "There's a world of difference between- having fun, and trying to- trying to minimize your own feelings. I don't like it when you do the latter, as you're very important to me, Steven Grant. That goes for your wishes and needs as well."

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Steven felt warm inside. He leaned over to hug Llewellyn. "See? There you are protecting me again."

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"Always," Watts replied. "Just as I will always welcome the kind of silliness that puts a smile on your face."

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"Good silly," Steven said. "Not - not mockery silly."

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"I don't care for mockery," Watts agreed.

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"Supportive," Steven said. "Having each other's backs instead of having a laugh."

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"Precisely," Watts said, reaching out to cup Steven's cheek. "If I'm laughing at something you've said or done, it's because I find you charming."

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"Same," Steven said. He leaned into the touch. "Never mocking. If it comes off as mocking something's gone wrong."

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Watts nodded. "And I would apologize to you as soon as it was made clear that I hurt you, regardless of my intent."

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"Same," Steven said. "I abhor hurting you. Can't bear you being unhappy at all, let alone be the cause of it."

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"My goal as your partner is to help see you through the unhappy times, not be the cause of them," Watts agreed.

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Steven looked at Llewellyn fondly. "That's a poetic way to put it."

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"I was not aiming for poetry, but thank you," Watts said. "Your troubles are my own, remember."

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"Shows how much of a poet you are," Steven said. "You hit poetry even if you don't aim at it."

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"Mmm, and that shows how much of a scoundrel you are, seizing the opportunity for a bit of wordplay," Watts retorted.

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Steven giggled, but proudly. "You provided the opportunity. Be rude to let it pass by."

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"I shall allow it," Watts declared magnanimously. "Now," he looked at his empty plate. "Shall I fetch dessert?"

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"I think I'm ready," Steven said. He looked at all the serving dishes in front of them. "Shall I help?"

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"If you'd care to?" Watts said.