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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"And so you shall have me," Watts said. "As I have you."

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"I'm entirely yours," Steven agreed. "Now and always."

Steven sighed contentedly. "That was wonderful."

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"Mmm, agreed," Watts said, pressing a soft kiss to the mark he'd made earlier. "Happy birthday, darling."

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Steven shivered again. "Thank you, love. You made it wonderful. Perfect. Amazing."

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"A trend I plan to continue," Watts informed him. "So you are aware."

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"Birthdays, or my life?" Steven asked, looking at Llewellyn with great fondness.

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"Both," Watts said, absently using a finger to sketch the kanji for love on Steven's chest. "With particular attention paid to birthdays and other celebrations of note."

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Steven tried to look down at what Llewellyn was doing. "What's that?"

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"Love," Watts explained. "In Japanese kanji. Pictogram writing. Chinese as well, I suppose, as they do share some characters."

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Steven's face lit up with delight. "Do it again? Please?"

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Watts smiled, and carefully traced the strokes over again, slower and more deliberate this time.

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"I see it now!" Steven said. "Well - not literally. In my mind, that is. That's sweet."

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"As are you, my darling," Watts replied. "As are you."

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"Thank you," Steven said. He grinned. "Both desserts were nice tonight."

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"It was my pleasure," Watts said. "Quite literally. In the case of the cake as well, as I thoroughly enjoyed the process of making it for you."

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"I enjoyed eating it," Steven said. He caressed Llewellyn's cheek. "Everything you made. You put such care into it."

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"I wanted everything to be just right for you," Watts said.

Even if Steven didn't have the aversion to his birthday the way Marc did, Watts wanted to do his best to give him happy memories, real memories, to look back on.

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"It was," Steven said. "I felt spoiled the whole day long. Still do. Couldn't imagine a better birthday."

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"Well, you've a year to think on that," Watts said, lightly teasing.

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"Good thing," Steven said. "As so far this would be difficult to top."

Their current position notwithstanding.

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"I have every confidence you will figure something wonderful out," Watts told him.

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"Likewise you," Steven told him. "You always come up with such amazing things."

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"It's easy when it's you," Watts replied, pressing another kiss to the mark he'd made earlier. "My rare one, the love of my life."

He let out another sigh of contentment. Yes, they still needed to do some cleanup, but right now? Things were perfect as they were, curled up together.