Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

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Steven was in his usual spot behind the Welcome Desk. He had his glasses on and was scrolling through the pictures he'd taken of Shenanigans the previous day.

In theory he was debating if any of the pictures were worth turning into a display for the history section of the Museum. In reality he was having a hard time focusing as his thoughts kept turning to things that had come up for him on the weekend.

He didn't want his thoughts to linger there, though, so he did what he could to try to shake it off and stay on task.

He wasn't always successful.

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"What if we move home?" Steven asked. "People aren't as nice there as they are here. We'd both have to lie then."

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"That is a good point," Watts admitted, because as much as he wanted to say Steven worrying about 'what ifs' was borrowing trouble, he'd sort of come to the conclusion that they would eventually, move back to Marc and Steven's world, specifically Steven's London. "But it isn't as if we'd be entirely alone, isn't it? There's Ms. El-Faouly, and Mr. Crawley. That's a start."

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"That's true," Steven said. "And our friends here. We'd keep in touch, I'd imagine."

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"Absolutely," Watts said. "And- there's billions of people in your world. There's bound to be some more who we could be completely honest with. We just need to find them, is all."

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A smile started to peek out. "I like the way you think. You're right. There may be. Be nice to find them."

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"I'm a detective, after all," Watts pointed out. "Finding things, finding people. That is- 'my thing', as Steph would say."

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Steven's smile grew fonder. "You would solve the case of finding new friends?"

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"I would," Watts said. "You can count on that."

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Steven looked up at him. "I believe you could do it, you know. If anyone could solve that case, it'd be you."

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"I'd have the most effective motivation to do so," Watts pointed out. "Your happiness." Yes, he too would like friends, but he'd also been content without them.

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"Good reward in it," Steven said. "Finding my happiness. I can guarantee that. But it's an offer only for you."

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“Your happiness is my own,” Watts pointed out. “Not only your troubles.”

[hasaknightjob]

Steven kissed Llewellyn's cheek. "Don't know what I did to deserve you. I'm grateful for you though."

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“You were kind, and patient, and charming,” Watts informed him. “Still are.”

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Steven wrapped his arm around the front of Llewellyn's chest. "You are kind, and loving, and thoughtful, and you love me not in spite of all the things wrong with me."

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"As you do me," Watts pointed out. "You're not perfect. But you are perfect for me."

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Steven closed his eyes, letting Llewellyn's words wash over him. Then, softly, eyes still closed, he asked, "Even if I - if so much of me isn't real?"

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"Even if your memories of your past aren't real," Watts said. "I love who you are now. I love trying new things with you, watching you discover whether you enjoy them or not. It's beautiful, and wonderful, and I feel immensely privileged to be invited on this journey with you."

[hasaknightjob]

Wetness touched Steven's eyes. He kept them closed so it didn't get worse, even though this time it was due to good emotions.

"Thank you," he said, still soft. "For loving me."

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"It's easy because it's you," Watts told him. "My darling Gentleman Knight."

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Steven smiled. "My detective. Who'd scour the world for me if he had to."

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"I would," Watts confirmed. "In a heartbeat."

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Steven lifted his head up so that Llewellyn could see the smile that meant he was joking. "Might take you a little longer than that. Maybe two heartbeats. It is a lot of people."

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Watts smiled back at him. "I meant of course that I would go on this quest in a heartbeat," he said. "But you are right. I wouldn't want to be hasty."

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"Oh, I see," Steven said, pretending this was a revelation. He rest his forehead against Llewellyn's. "Could I go with you? I wouldn't want to be without you that long."