Midnight Manor Private Residence, Sunday Evening

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Watts couldn't pinpoint when, exactly, Steven came to bed during the night- only that he woke up in the morning clinging to Steven like a human octopus.

After waking there had been the promised breakfast in bed- French toast with syrup and fruit, of course. What followed that was- well, it may have been Steven's birthday but he had something of a gift for Watts of the variety that would normally go behind a cut tag or in the comments because NSFW.

Next up had been the part that Watts was the most apprehensive about- he'd put together a little concert of sorts of a few piano pieces he felt he'd especially mastered. But Steven had enjoyed it, so it was a success.

Late afternoon rolled around and Watts excused himself to go prepare dinner- he'd done as much of the prep work as possible yesterday but despite it not being quite as elaborate as last year's, it still did require some work day of.

Eventually, though, dinner was laid out in the dining room: A soup and salad, along with the main course (which Watts had cooked indoors, with Midnight's help, thank you). There was a cake as well, that would be brought out later. For now, there was music playing softly in the background, and all Watts needed was the birthday boy himself.

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Steven brought his mobile up to get Llewellyn into frame. "Ready?"

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"Ready," Watts affirmed, moving in nice and close to Steven.

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"One, two, three - " Steven counted off before taking the picture.

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And of course, right on three as per usual, Watts leaned in to kiss Steven's cheek.

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Which got a big smile out of Steven, as usual, right in time for it to be captured in the picture.

Steven then turned to kiss Llewellyn properly. It was his birthday, he was allowed.

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Steven could have as many kisses as he liked any day, so far as Watts was concerned. But
especially on his birthday.

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"I love you," Steven said. He'd been saying it a lot today. He'd keep on saying it as the night went on. "You're amazing."

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"I love you too," Watts replied. "I love being able to do this for you. Give you a wonderful birthday."

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"You gave me a concert," Steven said.

Yep, heart eyes were still there.

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"That wasn't too- presumptuous of me?" Watts checked. "To assume you would enjoy that?"

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"It was - " Steven tried to find words and couldn't. Instead he grabbed Llewellyn and pulled him in for a hard kiss.

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"Oh," Watts said softly, his own expression full of fondness and love. "Good," was all he could manage.

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"An entire concert," Steven said. Still with the heart eyes. "For me. With how hard you practice!"

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"You are, to date, my only audience," Watts felt compelled to point out.

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"For a song or two," Steven replied. "Not an entire concert for me. You had to plan what you'd play and all!"

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"Well. Yes. I stuck to pieces I felt I had mastered. Didn't want to- tempt mistakes."

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Steven pounced on Llewellyn with a hug. "You were brave for me! You did it all in spite of worry."

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"Because above all else, I love you, and I wanted you to have something- that you would enjoy. Hopefully."

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"I loved it," Steven said. "It made me feel special. And so proud of you I was fit to burst."

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"That's what I wanted," Watts said. "For you to feel special. You being proud of me is nice, I cannot deny that, but was not the reason I played for you."

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"I felt proper spoiled," Steven said. He kissed Llewellyn's cheek. "And still so proud of you, love. Thank you for doing it."

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"You're very welcome. And," he grinned. "I hope you shall continue to feel spoiled, as that is my theme for you today."

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"With you in charge, I've no doubt," Steven said. He gave Llewellyn another kiss, then turned back to the meal. "Here, let's enjoy this lovely food before it grows cold. Though I suppose that's all right for the salad."

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"Easy enough to reheat anything if needed," Watts added, pouring them each a glass of wine.

Yes, there were three bottles on the table, meant to accompany each course.

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Steven took that in, then smiled up at Llewellyn. "You think of everything."