Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Afternoon

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Saturday's routine had started off like normal, heading off to the mainland to attend services. Once they were back on the island, however, Watts was off to the clinic for the first in what he'd found out would be a series of vaccinations over the next several weeks.

Hence his current state, sore and generally unwell-feeling, bundled up on the couch in the library.

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"And you're putting up with me being a misery about it all," Watts said.

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"I love you," Steven replied, matter of factly. "It's my pleasure to take care of you when you need."

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"Still doesn't mean I have to like making you do so," Watts said.

Even if a little part of him actually did enjoy being fussed over. But he'd never admit that.

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"You don't," Steven agreed. "But that doesn't change that I like when I do. I don't like that you need it, but I'm glad I can help all the same."

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"You are very sweet," Watts said with a sigh, dramatically flopping over so his head was in Steven's lap.

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Steven smiled down at him fondly. He slipped a hand into Llewellyn's hair to start massaging. "Shall we get Raphael in here as well? He could curl up on you and purr."

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Watts gave a happy little sigh as Steven's hands found their way into his hair. "Sounds nice," Watts admitted. "Though I might be in danger of falling asleep on you then."

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"Can if you like," Steven said. He looked at the side table to confirm a pair of his glasses and the last book he was reading was still there. "I can keep myself occupied if you do."

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"We'll see," Watts said. He wasn't going to try and fall asleep on purpose, but Steven's words made him feel a little better about the possibility of doing so accidentally.

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"Long as you're not worried about it," Steven said. He continued to gently massage Llewellyn's head. "We can also talk if you like. I enjoy speaking with you."

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"I do like speaking with you as well," Watts said fondly. "So that does work nicely."

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Steven moved his hand back to massage near the base of Llewellyn's neck. "Anything you'd care to talk about? I suppose the unfairness of side effects is always a topic."

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"Mmm," Watts said. "I feel like I may have exhausted that topic," he pointed out. "How about- our upcoming cabin stay. We should settle on a date." A beat. "Also possibly a location."

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"In a cabin," Steven said, grinning down at him to show he was joking.

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"Incorrigible," Watts grumbled.

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"You love me," Steven said, proudly. "We could go on break? I know we're not taking classes but it's often quiet."

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"Our plans were for Egypt then," Watts reminded him.

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"Bugger, right." Steven grimaced. "Sorry. Dates are difficult sometimes."

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"I know, darling," Watts said, with sympathy. "It's all right, I know you do your best. Sometimes things slip through regardless."

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"Particularly when we get to - " Steven couldn't say it. He went with, "Late February. Seems to get more difficult."

Llewellyn knew what late February was the anniversary of.

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Given their relative positions, Watts couldn't squeeze Steven's hand. He did, however, reach out to rub a gentle circle on his knee. "Understandably so."

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Steven gave Llewellyn a grateful look. He tried to push unpleasant emotions aside. "Still. Plenty of time before we have to worry about that. We can think about our holidays in the meanwhile."

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"Indeed," Watts said. "A Valentines getaway might be nice," he mused.

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"For the cabin?" Steven asked, to be extra sure he was following. "That could be romantic. Cozy."

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"That was my thought, yes," Watts confirmed.