Trooper Station, Friday

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There were banana peels all over the station today. Not the bananas themselves, just the peels, scattered across the floor. Watts had darted and weaved his way to his office, but the Troopers were taking this as an opportunity to work on their pratfalls, stepping on and therefore slipping on the peels on purpose.

At least they had body armour?

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Come lunchtime there was a Steven who luckily quickly realized the banana peel situation as soon as he walked in. Unluckily it didn't prevent him from stepping on one of said peels right when he reached the doorway to Llewellyn's office.

Thus instead of the usual greeting there was an "Oof!" as Steven's chest connected with the doorframe.

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And thus instead of the usual 'Hello, you', Steven was getting a concerned: "Are you all right?"

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"I think?" Steven said. He rubbed his chest with his free hand. "Embarrassed, mainly. Is it safe to come in?"

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"Yes, yes, of course," Watts said, and now he was hopping up out of his chair to go over to Steven and give him a proper once-over to make sure he was truly all right.

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Steven held still for that, unable to help his smile at how nice it felt for Llewellyn to fuss over him. As far as what could be seen, his shirt still held the flat imprint of the doorframe, but it would shake out soon enough.

"I'm all right I think?" Steven said. "It hurts a little but nothing that will bruise."

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Shake out, or smooth out, perhaps, as Watts ran his hands down the front of Steven's shirt.

Simultaneously he reached out with one foot to kick the door shut.

"Would a kiss help ease any lingering ache?"

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"Yes," Steven said, without hesitation. He grinned. "Might start another one though."

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"Steven Grant, what a positively scandalous thing for you to say!" Watts replied, clearly delighted.

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Steven giggled, proud of himself. "Scandalous enough to earn a second kiss?"

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Watts's reply was to pull him in close to kiss him soundly, so chances were probably yes?

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Steven made a happy sound. He kissed Llewellyn back, moving his free hand up to rest on Llewellyn's shoulder.

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"Good start?" Watts asked.

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"Excellent start," Steven said, happily. "The only ache now is in my heart."

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"Good," Watts said. "You will tell me, of course, should any other ache present itself?"

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"Straightaway," Steven promised. He gave Llewellyn another quick kiss. "Hello, you."

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"Hello, you," Watts replied, arms around Steven's waist and not moving to let go just yet. "How was your morning?"

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"Much less slippy," Steven said. It was his turn to look Llewellyn over. "Are you all right? Didn't take a spill, did you?"

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"Had a close call when I first arrived," Watts admitted. "But I'm just fine."

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"No extra kisses needed?" Steven checked. "To take care of any aches?"

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"Now, I never said that," Watts pointed out.

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"How many?" Steven asked, grinning up at him.

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"Mmmm," Watts hummed. "At least three. To start."

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"Can do," Steven said. He leaned up to give those kisses, counting off, "One. Two - "

And then for three he let that kiss go longer.

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"A promising start," Watts declared. "Though- we should see to what you've brought us for lunch." He didn't want to ignore the work Steven had put in, after all.

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"Right, yes." Steven held up the insulated bag. "Something good for a fall day, I thought?"