Midnight Manor Private Residence, Tuesday Afternoon

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Today was Pie Day. No, not Pi Day, which was legally distinct and had been back in March, but a very specific anniversary of the baking of a very specific pie.

And what better way to celebrate the making of a pie than by... making pie to enjoy for dessert later tonight?

The ingredients were laid out, the recipe book was turned to the appropriate page, and the cat had been provided with a catnip toy to keep him busy and hopefully out from underfoot while they worked.

"I do believe that's everything," Watts said as he pulled the spices out from the cupboard and lined them up with the rest of the ingredients.

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"I love you," Watts sighed. "So very much."

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"My dearest, Llew," Steven said. "Love of my life."

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"Love of my life," Watts echoed happily. "My darling, my rare one."

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"My lovely Llew," Steven said. "My partner."

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"Shan't ever tire of that either," Watts said. And okay, technically it was an extension of being family, but it was also- also its own wonderful thing.

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"My partner," Steven said, because it wasn't like he tired of that being true either. "Keeper of my heart."

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"My greatest treasure, right there," Watts told him.

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"You're being a poet again," Steven told him. He did not remotely sound as though he minded.

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"Says the man who just called me the keeper of his heart," Watts said softly, shifting just enough that he could lift his head and offer Steven a gentle kiss.

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Steven kissed back. Both because he wanted to and because he knew it would help keep him from protesting that his had just been a description.

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Watts pulled away eventually, eyes shining. "We should. Resume preparing our pie," he managed.

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"And perhaps dancing while it bakes?" Steven suggested.

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"Oh yes," Watts said with great feeling. "A dance with my partner would be just the thing."

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"With a pie to enjoy when it's done," Steven said. He gave Llewellyn a quick kiss to seal the deal.

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"Wonderful," Watts declared. Did he mean the pie, the kiss, or the dance?

All of the above, actually. Because they all made a wonderful way to spend the day together with his beau.