Trooper Station, Friday

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The Troopers today were engaged in a paper aeroplane folding contest.

Unfortunately, none of them were very good at folding them, so it had quickly devolved into a wastebasket basketball contest.

Watts was staying out of it, thank you.

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Come lunchtime there was a Steven. Specifically a Steven doing his best to duck out of the way of flying paper of any kind.

"Right. Yes. Don't mind me, lads. Coming through. If I could just - right, I'll go this way then. No problem at all."

Finally he made it to Llewellyn's office door. "Hello, you."

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"Hello, you!" Watts looked up, beaming, at the sound of Steven's voice.

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Steven came into Llewellyn's office, closing the door behind him. "How are you, love?"

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"Pleased to see you," Watts replied, standing up so he could pull Steven in for a kiss hello.

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"Lucky me," Steven said, before kissing Llewellyn back.

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"I could say the same of myself," Watts said. "And I do."

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"Thank you," Steven said. He gave Llewellyn another quick kiss. "Looking forward to lunch?"

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"When have I not?" Watts replied by way of an answer.

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"That's a good point, actually," Steven admitted. He grinned. "Shall we then?"

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"Lets," Watts agreed, pulling away so that he could pull Steven's chair out for him.

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"Cheers," Steven said, as he took the offered chair.

He then set about serving up their lunch, first taking out taco bowls, then filling them with the prepared salad. Making sure, of course, that Llewellyn had plenty of the things he liked.

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Watts watched this divvying up with a fond expression on his face. "It looks wonderful."

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"I thought a salad would be nice for the start of spring," Steven said. "But still filling."

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"This looks exactly that," Watts assured him.

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"Wonderful!" Steven said, pleased Llewellyn liked it. "Plus you can eat the bowl!"

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"Delicious, and also efficient," Watts grinned at him. "Fewer dishes to worry about washing."

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"Fun as well, I thought," Steven said. "Not often you get to eat crockery. Or pretend to."

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They were going to be very enthused to learn about soup in bread bowls.

"First time I've seen it," Watts told Steven with a smile.

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"Then I'm pleased to show you something new to enjoy," Steven said. "Er - well - I hope you enjoy it, of course."

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"When have I ever not?" Watts pointed out, not for the first time. "You have a good sense for what I like." Case in point, how the proportions in his bowl were weighted towards his favourites.

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"Could be not to your taste," Steven said. "Eating a bowl. Might not care for the texture or something."

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"The only texture I dislike in that respect is gelatin," Watts said. "And I've had tacos before, if not- as a bowl."

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"There's no jelly in that, I can assure you," Steven told him. He frowned. "Not even certain how taco jelly would work, to be honest."

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"It sounds distinctly unappealing," Watts admitted. "This, however, looks to be anything but." And then he was shoving a forkful in his mouth and making a noise of approval.

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Steven beamed when he saw that Llewellyn enjoyed it. He tucked in to his own food, taking a big mouthful since he already knew he liked it from taste testing earlier.

He asked a question about plans for the weekend but it was muffled by the food so up in the air if Llewellyn could understand him.

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Watts caught enough of what Steven was trying to say to piece it together via context. "Perhaps a moving picture tomorrow night? At home, that is."

Despite a certain fondness for movie theatres given the one on Fandom was the site of their first date, Watts vastly preferred watching films at home. Not that they all that frequently ended up actually watching something beginning to end, but when they did, he could ask Steven questions regarding cultural references he didn't understand without disturbing anyone else.

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Steven swallowed, licking a stray crumb from his lips. "That sounds wonderful. Popcorn and all? Perhaps a comedy?"

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"Light and cheerful," Watts agreed. "Just the thing to usher in the start of spring."

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Steven held out a hand for Llewellyn to shake. "It's a date."

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Watts took Steven's hand, though instead of shaking it he brought it up to his lips to press a kiss to Steven's knuckles.

"Wonderful."