Trooper Station, Friday

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It seemed the lawn gnome thefts had picked up once again.

Not thefts of lawn gnomes, mind. Thefts apparently perpetuated by the lawn gnomes.

Hence why Watts was currently having some of the Troopers go out to collect the alleged thieves and bring them to a holding cell.

Only in Fandom, honestly.

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"Hm. Perhaps," Watts said lightly. "But I don't spook easily."

At least, not when it came to personalities. Loud noises and sudden movements were another matter entirely.

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"That's true," Steven said. "He didn't scare you off when you first met him."

Awkward as that first meeting had been.

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"I do think part of me was still experiencing a certain euphoria at finding out that the two of you were not- together in the manner in which I had imagined," Watts said.

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Steven blushed at the memory. "Had no idea how I was making us sound."

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"I can't have been the only one making such an assumption," Watts said.

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"Oh - oh dear," Steven said. He tried to think of the various people who had been on the island back then. "Er - at least it's cleared up now?"

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And Watts had been the only one with reason to be interested in Steven's relationship status, anyway. Well, aside from Liz, but she'd known the truth nearly from the start (a fact that still stung a little, even if Watts understood the reasoning).

"Clear as day," Watts nodded, with a little smile.

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"Or night," Steven said with a grin. "Because, you know, avatar?"

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Watts groaned. "Scoundrel."

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Steven looked proud of himself. "Or knight. Because I am your gentleman."

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"Scoundrel of a knight," Watts amended, utter fondness in the look he gave Steven.

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"Your scoundrel," Steven said, looking proud of himself. Which he was, for multiple reasons.

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"Mine alone," Watts agreed. "For now and always."

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That got Steven to feel melted inside. "Very much yours alone. None other's."

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A statement like that, naturally, needed to be followed up with a kiss, one with more than a hint of possessiveness behind it.

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Steven returned the kiss gladly, a bit of heat behind it as he picked up on Llewellyn's emotions.

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"I think," Watts said, breathless. "I may finish up early today."

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Steven gave a light tug on Llewellyn's tie. "Might you?"

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"I'll have my beau waiting for me at home, you see," Watts explained. "I'd like to return to him."

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"I've it on good authority he'll be eager to see you," Steven said.

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"Is that so?" Watts asked.

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Steven tugged Llewellyn's tie again. "Very eager."

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"How wonderful for me, then," Watts beamed at him.

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"Perhaps waiting for you?" Steven suggested, blushing a little.

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"Oh," Watts breathed. "Yes. I do like the sound of that."