A Cabin in South Tyrol, Italy, Friday Evening

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A day spent indoors had been followed by one where Watts and Steven had visited the nearby town for lunch, as well as a bit of shopping (wine, of course, and a souvenir for Raphael, among other things), and then today?

Well, it had started with a lie-in, followed by French toast for a late (very late) breakfast, and then there had been a knock at the door with some flower deliveries - truly impressive, really, how the Student Council had known to deliver them here despite neither Steven nor Watts providing anyone explicit details regarding their destination.

There had been at least one other delivery as well, thankfully when Steven had been occupied in a manner that meant he hadn't seen who was at the door, which allowed Watts to stash said delivery in the sleeping area with one of his suit jackets to cover it.

And that wasn't even the last of it! Dinner had been dropped off from a not-quite-local restaurant, and having just poured their wine glasses, Watts pulled out Steven's chair with a flourish. "Here we are," he declared.

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"Plenty would be," Steven said. "You're very handsome. In and out of your clothes."

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"It means a great deal that you think so," Watts told him. "Yours being the only one whose opinion matters to me, at least in that arena."

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"As I'm the only one allowed to see it," Steven said, holding up his wine glass in a salute, "I shall do my part to make sure it is thoroughly appreciated."

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"Likewise," Watts said, mirroring Steven's action.

Yes, yes, Marc could be naked in front of whomsoever he chose, but despite it literally being the same body it wasn't really the same body, so far as Watts was concerned.

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It was entirely different depending on who had the body at the time. Once again, Llewellyn understanding that - and it being such a given that it was an understanding that went without saying - had Steven looking at Llewellyn with heart eyes again.

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"What?" Watts asked, recognizing the look by now if not quite grasping what had prompted it.

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"You see me," Steven said. He thought of several of their conversations over the week. One of which had included talking about Steven's glasses, perhaps appropriately enough. "Love me as I am. Not in spite."

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"Never in spite," Watts affirmed. "I love you, all of you," he reached out to cup Steven's cheek in one hand. "Precisely as you are."

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Steven blinked rapidly as Llewellyn's words hit just the right way.

"I'll drink to that," he said, but he didn't make a move away from Llewellyn's touch.

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"I've something better than a drink," Watts said, leaning in to offer a kiss, sweet and loving.

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Steven returned the kiss, drinking - heh - in all the tenderness, support, and love there was to be found in it. He reached out to try to grasp Llewellyn's free hand with one of his own, holding on to it like an anchor.

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Watts met him partway, tangling their fingers together and squeezing tight as the kiss went on.

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Steven squeezed back, clinging. When he finally parted from the kiss he said, "Sorry. Don't know why I'm in a mood all of a sudden."

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Watts had been brought to tears earlier in the week over similar sentiments, so.

"Nothing you need to apologise for, darling."

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"See?" Steven said, his smile a little watery. "There you are being wonderful again."

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"It's easy when it's you," Watts said, caressing Steven's cheek.

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If Steven thought about it, he might realize the impending time of year was what was making things weigh down on him. But on the other hand he had a wonderful and understanding beau right in front of him, and that was much more pleasant to think about.

"After dinner, may I have a dance?" Steven asked. "Is that easy as well?"

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And as that day got closer, Watts might prod Steven a little to actually acknowledge those feelings. But today being Valentine's day, he was willing to let it go.

"If you didn't ask, I was going to," Watts admitted.

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Steven's smile was less watery this time. "Still could."

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"Steven Grant, would you do me the honour of dancing with me following our meal?"

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Even though Steven knew the ask was coming, he still gave Llewellyn a besotted look. "I would be delighted."

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"I had hoped you'd say that," Watts replied with a smile of his own, even though yes, he knew that answer had been coming.

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"Any excuse to get my arms around you, really," Steven said.

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"Flirt," Watts replied.

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"Handsome," Steven countered.

Then, so it was clear, "You, that is. Are handsome. Easy to flirt with."