Trooper Station, Friday

[pocketpretzels]

Apparently there had been more than a few... odd... phone calls while Watts had been at class, and now that he was back they were- well, they were still coming in, apparently.

"No," he said. "I don't know why anyone would put condoms on your stove controls. But I can send a Trooper over to investigate who would do such a thing?"

*click*

"... Goodbye?"

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[hasaknightjob]

Steven meanwhile had busied himself with reheating their lunch. He ducked back in to Llewellyn's office to drop off napkins and water while they waited. "Won't be long. Hope you like it. There's, erm, meaning behind it."

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"My curiosity is piqued," Watts admitted. "Though I am sure I'll like it, your meals are wonderful."

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"Don't worry," Steven assured him, "you're likely not to guess. Meaning's not obvious."

There was the ding of the microwave, so Steven went to get their food. He came back with soup. He carefully ladled it into bowls, making sure Llewellyn got more of the ingredients he liked, then added corn tortillas on top.

With that, Steven made a gesture of presentation. "Ta da! Lunch!"

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"Oh!" Watts exclaimed. "How bright and cheerful!"

He stood to pull Steven's chair out for him, and then pull him in for a proper kiss.

What? Yes, they'd just spent an entire class period together, but lunch without at least a kiss or two was just wrong.

[hasaknightjob]

Proper kisses were important. Which was why Steven kissed Llewellyn back, then nuzzled his cheek as he said, "Hello, you."

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"Hello, you," Watts replied. "I worked up quite the appetite during today's tour, I'll have you know."

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"Chocolate didn't ruin your appetite?" Steven asked, even though he was well aware few things could for Llewellyn.

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"Not in the slightest," Watts shook his head. "I would have abstained if I felt that were a possibility," he shared. "I would much rather sate my hunger with something you've made."

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"Thank you." Steven smiled. He made a gesture of invitation. "Here. Have a taste. Er - there's no surprise or trick to the ingredients. The special part is where I found it. I'll tell you once you've tried it. Or before, I suppose. Up to you."

[pocketpretzels]

Watts already had the spoon halfway to his mouth once Steven said there was no surprise in the ingredients, so that explanation would have to be after he got a taste.

"Mmm," he hummed. "That's delightful."

[hasaknightjob]

Steven beamed proudly. "Wonderful! Would you like to - oh, no, I've already said you couldn't possibly guess. Right, would you like to know then?"

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"Please," Watts said, giving Steven an intensely curious look.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven looked shy now that he had to take the risk on Llewellyn liking what he'd done. "It - it's from recipes for camping, you see. I - I thought it might be a nice way to show I don't mind doing it again. With you."

[pocketpretzels]

It took a moment for Steven's meaning to sink in, but when it did, Watts was positively beaming. And then surging forward to give Steven another kiss.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven squeaked with surprise, then returned the kiss happily. He wrapped his arms around Llewellyn to hold him close.

[pocketpretzels]

"That's. Oh! I'm glad," Watts managed once he finally pulled away. "You're wonderful, did you know that?"

[hasaknightjob]

Steven beamed happily. "Thank you. And see? Head start on new foods for us to try. Or, er, I suppose this one isn't new anymore, but you get the idea."

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"It will still be new the first time we try making it while camping," Watts pointed out.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven perked up at that way of looking at it. "True. I thought good to test them before we go camping as well. Bad idea to be out where we can't order takeaway with a meal we decide is inedible."

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"Wise," Watts nodded. "Though I think we can consider this one a success," he noted, with a fond smile for Steven.

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"Wonderful." Steven settled in to have some of his own. "Oh that reheated well. Excellent. There were others meant for cooking over a fire. Not as relevant for your office, unfortunately."

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"No," Watts agreed. "Not unless we're looking to set an alarm off."

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"Best not," Steven agreed. He took another spoonful of his soup. "I don't care to have our lunch time interrupted. And we've already dealt with fire in your office once. Well, sort of."

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"My Gentleman Knight," Watts said, leaning forward to offer a kiss once Steven had finished that mouthful of soup. "I remember. You gallantly coming to my defense."

Sure, it had been illusory fire. But they hadn't known that at the time.

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"Do it again in a heartbeat," Steven told him. "And you - kept me feeling safe at night while we were out. Couldn't have done that without you."