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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"You inspire loads of things in me," Steven said. "Poetry. Romance. Bravery."

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"I find you terribly brave," Watts reminded Steven. "Doing things even when they scare you."

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"Thank you," Steven said, since he was getting better at remembering to do that. "Trying, I suppose. You're still an inspiration to me though, all the things you do that are outside of your comfort zone."

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"Thank you," Watts replied in kind, clearly pleased that Steven had accepted his own compliment so easily.

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Of course Steven had to kiss Llewellyn then, to reward him for the thank you.

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A soft huff of laughter. "That's meant to be my move," he pointed out.

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"You can kiss me if you like," Steven said, oh so generously.

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"I would like," Watts said. "Very much so." And thus he was pulling Steven in for a kiss.

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Steven wrapped his arms around Llewellyn, kissing him back in a way to try to show how very grateful he was to have Llewellyn in his life.

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Funny, that's exactly what Watts was doing. It was the day for it, after all.

(Though yes, of course, he was grateful each and every day for Steven.)

[hasaknightjob]

Some days you had the privilege of focusing entirely on what you were grateful for. In Steven's case, that he found someone who he loved and who loved him in turn, exactly as he was.

"I'm very lucky," Steven murmured against Llewellyn's lips. "Grateful to fate for bringing us together."

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"Glad it was you who happened upon me moving in," Watts agreed. "And were so welcoming, right from the start."

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"Glad it was you who moved in," Steven said, and went in for another kiss.

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"Even gladder," Watts said, "That you asked me to move in here with you, and gave me a family." A sentiment that he sealed with yet more kissing.