Trooper Station, Friday

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The Station was eerily empty today, due to a deluge of calls regarding the garden gnomes and thefts, so all of the Troopers were out investigating (and secretly hoping to be the one to catch the gnomes in the act).

There was a part of Watts that kind of envied them, as he remained behind at the Station to take care of manning the phones and the like.

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Come noon there was a Steven, with a very insulated lunch bag. He looked to be sure he wasn't interrupting Llewellyn on the phone before saying hello.

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Watts was not in fact on the phone when Steven arrived, so when he heard someone approach the doorway he looked up, a wide smile spreading across his face when he saw who it was. "Hello, you."

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"Hello, you," Steven replied with an answering smile. He came in, closing the door behind him. "How are you?"

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"Pleased to see you," Watts informed him.

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"Pleased to be seen," Steven replied. He came in so he could put the bag down on Llewellyn's desk, then move to give Llewellyn a kiss hello.

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Watts pulled him in close as soon as he was within arms reach, responding to that kiss with great enthusiasm.

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Steven happily snuggled in to Llewellyn's arms as he kissed him back. In no rush to stop, since it had been hours upon hours since they'd last seen one another.

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So long! Hence the "Missed you..." Watts breathed against Steven's lips.

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Steven nuzzled Llewellyn's cheek. "Missed you too."

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"How was your morning?" Watts asked, as he turned to try and pull Steven's chair out for him while also not letting go.

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Steven gave a soft chuckle at the maneuvering Llewellyn was attempting to do on his behalf. "Warm. Savory? House smells wonderful if I do say so myself."

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"I am envious," Watts sighed. "Though I suppose soon enough I shall get to see the fruits of your labour, and smell them as well."

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"The vegetables of my labor," Steven said, looking proud of himself.

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"Scoundrel," Watts scoffed, but there was no mistaking the fondness in his expression as he said it.

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"I was rather proud of that," Steven said, in case his expression hadn't made that clear. He then unpacked their lunch, which had been carefully wrapped up to keep warm on the way over.

"And this."

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"As well you should be," Watts said, giving it a good look-over. "It looks delicious." He inhaled deeply. "Smells so, too."

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Steven got their portions ready, making sure Llewellyn got a generous amount.

"Seemed the thing for a winter day?" he said. "Something warm and comforting."

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"Mmm," Watts hummed. "Just like the man who made it."

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Steven blushed. "Thank you. I think it came out all right? The top is a bit rustic but that adds charm?"

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"Exactly," Watts agreed. "I can tell you put a great deal of care and love into it."

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"Anything for you," Steven said. "Care and love especially."

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"My Gentleman Knight," Watts said fondly, leaning over to press a kiss to Steven's cheek.

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"And sometimes Gentleman Chef," Steven said with a grin.

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"My favourite chef," Watts agreed.

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"Whether or not I'm being a gentleman?" Steven asked.

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"Whether gentleman or scoundrel," Watts said with a solemn nod.

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"I don't mind being both," Steven said. He blew on a forkful of his food to cool it. "You enjoy either, you see."

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"Oh, very much so," Watts affirmed before following suit with his own bite.

"Oh!" he sighed around that mouthful. "S'good indeed."

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"Yeah?" Steven asked, looking pleased. "Wonderful. We'll keep it in the rotation then. It held up nicely on the way here, I think?"

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"Stayed warm, and all in one piece," Watts agreed. He winked. "Just in time for you to cut it into pieces."

Still, presentation was a thing, he understood that.

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"I thought it might look better that way," Steven said, which went to show how well Llewellyn knew him. "Stay warmer as well. All the ingredients snug together."

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"Wonderful job, all around," Watts assured him.

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"Excellent," Steven said. "Thank you. Doing my part to make winter a bit more friendly."

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"You help immensely," said Watts. "It will never be my favourite time of year but it isn't all bad, and things like this are certainly a plus."

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"Least I can do," Steven said. He reached over to gently brush his hand against Llewellyn's forearm. "You bring so much sunlight into my life, after all."

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"That's nice to hear," Watts said, though it wasn't the first time Steven had expressed such a sentiment. "That I do that for you."

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Steven gave Llewellyn's hand a squeeze. "You bring warmth, light, courage. My Llew."

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"Yours," Watts said. "Now and always."

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That was the sort of sentiment that had to be sealed with a kiss. Couldn't be helped.

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Had to happen, really.

Much like the several other kisses peppered between bites of food and snippets of conversation, so... par for the course for their lunches together.