Lisbon, Portugal, [All Day Sunday]

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After getting checked in to the hotel and settled in the room with its view of the Tagus river, Watts and Steven were ready to start their adventure with a visit to the Oceanário de Lisboa. Following that, Watts had deliberately left the itinerary open. Perhaps they'd explore the city and head for dinner and a performance of fado music... orrrrr they might just head back to the hotel and order room service. Who knew!

[ooc: for the sweetheart!]

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[hasaknightjob]

Steven leaned closer so he could join Llewellyn in speaking more softly. "Didn't say you weren't handsome that way as well."

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"Suppose it's good we've made time for both then, hmm?" Watts asked

[hasaknightjob]

"In ink," Steven agreed. And if they were that close anyway he was going to sneak a quick kiss, fast enough that it might've looked like they only bumped into one another.

[pocketpretzels]

"Best be careful, though," Watts murmured as he pulled away. "Seems there's gossips about," he said, nodding towards a nearby informational plaque.

Look what you've done, Steven. Your boyfriend was turning into a regular comedian.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven took Llewellyn's hand again, giving it a squeeze to show his approval of the joke.

Fortunately the wording on the plague was big enough he didn't need his glasses. "Venomous as well? Hopefully it's not the same for the ones we have at home."

Which to be honest couldn't be ruled out, given the strangeness of Fandom's wildlife.

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"I believe the gremlins are the only venomous creatures we need worry about back home," Watts agreed, and now he was doing that, referring to Fandom as 'home'.

[hasaknightjob]

"Says they come out at night," Steven said, pointing out that part of the description. "Means they're under my protection. Unless they're hurting other innocent fish. Might be a problem then."

Somewhere Konshu was lamenting yet again that he'd ever been forced to meet Steven.

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Yeah, well. Suck it up, Konshu.

"It does say they're hunters," Watts pointed out rather apologetically.

[hasaknightjob]

"Maybe they hunt fish being a problem," Steven said. He was fully making things up now for the fun of it, and gave Llewellyn a smile to help make that clear. "Protecting the others that can't protect themselves."

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"When they're not gossiping, of course," Watts said, willing to go along with it since it was clear Steven was having a bit of fun.

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"Maybe that's what they gossip about," Steven said. He looked around and pointed at a fish at random. "Like that one there never minds where they're going. Could be run over by an eel, they're not careful."

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"Tch," Watts clucked his tongue. "And then it jumps in to save the other fish from being run over?" he guessed.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven smiled up at Llewellyn as the imagery suddenly felt familiar. "Grabs him by the back of his coat and keeps him close."

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Watts felt a blush creeping up on his cheeks at the reminder. "Not sure why I have such difficulty remembering automobiles have the right of way," he mumbled sheepishly.

Because you came from 1909 and settled into a town where there were no automobiles at all, that's why.

[hasaknightjob]

"It'll come to you," Steven said. He bumped their shoulders together. "Meanwhile I'll watch out, even if you're traveling by day."

[pocketpretzels]

"My Gentleman Knight, as always," Watts told him fondly.

[hasaknightjob]

That was absolutely going to make Steven steal another quick kiss. Llewellyn had no one but himself to blame.

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Oh no, what a terrible tragic fate he'd sealed for himself. Watts was clearly resigned to it, judging by how enthusiastically he kissed back.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven very much enjoyed the enthusiasm, but he wanted to protect Llewellyn. So he pulled back after a moment. "You all right?"

Yes, after a moment. He wanted to protect Llewellyn but Steven was only human after all.

[pocketpretzels]

Watts had let himself get lost in the kiss, temporarily forgetting they were in a very public venue. And while no one seemed to be paying them any particular mind, it was hard to say whether that would have remained the case had the kiss gone on any longer. After all, sometimes public disapproval had less to do with the gender of the people involved and more to do with the fact that it was happening at all.

"I'm all right," he confirmed, though he was shifting slightly so he was back to standing beside Steven, so they could continue walking, still hand-in-hand. "Thank you."

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Hand in hand and maybe closer than they were when they walked hand in hand a few minutes prior. "Not that I'm complaining, mind you. I like it. But I don't want you doing anything you might regret later. Everything in your own time. It's all right."

[pocketpretzels]

"Your continued patience astounds me," Watts told him, shaking his head a little.

[hasaknightjob]

"No matter what happens I'm with you," Steven said. "That's the important bit. There's loads of things we can do together. Some wait until we're in private is all."

[pocketpretzels]

"I do love you, Steven Grant," because it ought to be said, in response to something like that.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven smiled, a pleased blush touching his cheeks. "I love you as well, Llewellyn Watts. That's why being with you is the thing worth doing."