Trooper Station, Friday

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Last night had been a restless one, and once settled behind his desk at the station, Watts found himself eyeing the space beneath his desk with occasional longing as he contemplated just a little nap to catch up on his sleep.

No. No naps. There was work to do. Phone calls about alcohol-stealing raccoons to answer.

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And at lunchtime there was a Steven. Not by phone, in person. With lunch.

"Hello, you," Steven said, knocking on the doorway to Llewellyn's office. "Shall I come in?"

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The smile he got in return was wide and genuine, if tinged with exhaustion.

"Hello, you," he replied. "Please do."

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Steven came in, closing the door behind him. "Am I interrupting?"

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"You are not," and indeed, the phone calls had appeared to have tapered off, for the moment. "And even if you were, it would be most welcome."

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Steven carefully put the bag down on the desk, then unzipped it and reached inside. "I brought coffees? If you're still feeling tired?"

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"You," Watts said with great feeling. "Are the most perfect, wonderful, amazing man. I do love you so."

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Steven made a show of presenting the cup of coffee like it was a great prize. "Mocha."

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Watts continued beaming at him as he took the cup. "Thank you."

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"Shall I get our lunch out as well then?" Steven asked. Normally there was kissing first but Steven didn't want to push if Llewellyn was tired.

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"Aren't-" Watts paused, considered for a moment, and then rephrased. "Come here?" he asked, placing the coffee down on his desk now that he'd had a sip.

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Steven did so gladly, stepping close to Llewellyn so he was in kissing range. "Like this?"

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"Just so," Watts said, reaching out to pull him in nice and close.

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Steven snuggled in to Llewellyn's arms and kissed him, nice and soft.

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"Hello, you," Watts murmured again.

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"Hello, you," Steven replied. He bumped their noses together. "I missed you."

Ages since they'd seen one another. An eternity.

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"Its been far too long," Watts agreed. "But here you are now, and my day is much improved."

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"How are you feeling?" Steven asked. Now that he was close, he looked Llewellyn over to judge how tired he might be. "Long morning?"

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There were bags under his eyes and a general air of exhaustion that was hard to miss.

"Long, and tedious," Watts affirmed.

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"Poor love." Steven gently brushed his thumb against Llewellyn's cheek. "Perhaps I can bring you some cheer?"

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"You always do," Watts told him.

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Steven then grinned. "Perhaps I can bring you some lunch?"

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"Now that, you do every other Friday, barring those times we are on holiday," Watts replied with an answering grin.

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"Funnily enough I have brought some," Steven said. He pointed to the bag on Llewellyn's desk. "Right over there."

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"Then I should like to see what you have brought," Watts said, letting go of Steven so he could pull his chair out before folding himself back down into his own chair.

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Steven dug into the bag again and brought out their lunch. Llewellyn's serving of course had a generous portion of his favorite vegetables.

"Here. I thought polenta might be nice? Haven't had it in a while."

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"Oh, that looks hearty," Watts said approvingly, leaning in to get a good look at the dishes.

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"Good for fall, I thought," Steven said. "Always nice to have a hearty meal as the weather gets cooler."

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"Agreed," Watts said, emphasizing this point by leaning over to press a kiss to Steven's cheek.

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"Something to warm your stomach and your heart then," Steven said, making a gesture towards the meal. "And a coffee to help you feeling tired. Perhaps we'll take it easy this weekend? Other than Liliana's party, of course."

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"A lie-in tomorrow?" Watts asked hopefully.

Look, as much as he wasn't a morning person, attendance at the synagogue was a commitment that he did fully embrace, but sometimes-

Sometimes the idea of sleeping in was just far too appealing.

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"I've no objection to that," Steven said. He reached over to rub Llewellyn's arm gently. "Particularly if it means you're getting some rest."

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"I do find it easier to fall- and stay- asleep during the day," Watts said.

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"I think that's an excellent plan then," Steven said. "And perhaps the party will help as well? All the socializing and perhaps some dancing? Might be easier to fall asleep when you get home."