Food Truck Festival, Cape Cod, Thursday Evening

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It was Llewellyn's birthday, which first and foremost meant Steven was taking the day off.

Well, technically the first thing was that a bottle was left out on the kitchen counter for Llewellyn to find which simply bore a note of "M" on it.

But after that was taking the day off so that Steven and Llewellyn could portal over to Steven and Marc's (and Llewellyn's now, technically) home universe for a couple of days of celebrating.

Steven and Llewellyn had checked in to their room which was complete with a welcome snack basket, but also a bouquet of red roses, a bottle of champagne, and chocolate dipped strawberries.

They then immediately headed out to go whale watching, and were lucky enough to leave with ample sightings and pictures to remember them by.

After going to their room to wash up and change - Steven into his light linen suit, just for the occasion - they then traveled to the fairgrounds where a food truck festival was being held. It was here that there would be birthday dinner. Or at least traveling from truck to truck and probably sampling every single vegan option they could find, which turned out to be many.

"Where would you like to start?" Steven asked Llewellyn.

[for the birthday beau. NFB due to distance]

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Watts was looking around with a slightly awed expression. One might even liken it to a kid in a candy store.

"Oh, here," he said a little breathlessly, tugging Steven's sleeve and pointing towards a nearby kebab truck.

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From what Steven had been able to see in doing his research, there were no vegan options that he wouldn't like. So he was happy to take them in any order that made Llewellyn happy.

"Smells wonderful," Steven said as he followed along. "Of course the entire place does, really."

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"It really does," Watts agreed. "I think I saw someone selling fresh lemonade? Perhaps we ought to pick up a couple of those as well?"

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"I think that'd go perfectly," Steven said. He pointed. "And that truck there's got soft pretzels."

Steven had of course made sure soft pretzels would be on offer.

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Watts no sooner had their kebabs in hand, passing one off to Steven, before he was making a beeline for the pretzel truck. "I love you, Steven Grant," he declared fervently.

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"I love you too," Steven said. He followed Llewellyn closely, delighting in seeing him be happy. "I'm glad you like it."

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"You may need to roll me back to our accommodations for the the night," Watts said, as he made short work of that kebab.

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"It's your birthday, you may do exactly as you like," Steven told him. He ate his own kebob more carefully, but that did not prevent spices from ending up near his lips.

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Oh nooooo, whatever could be done about that?

Certainly not Watts pausing in his determined march towards the pretzels to swipe his thumb across the corner of Steven's mouth.

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Steven held still, then tried to sneak a kiss on Llewellyn's thumb. "My hero."

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"At your service," Watts said, grinning at the kiss to his thumb.

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"I'd offer to return the favor by getting our lemonade while you get the pretzels but I'm loathe to go far from you," Steven admitted.

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"I prefer you exactly where you are," Watts agreed.

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"That's settled then," Steven said. "We stick close. It's no hardship to do."

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"Good," Watts declared, leaning in to kiss Steven's cheek. In public and everything, yes.

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Steven beamed at the kiss. "It's my pleasure to stay close to the birthday boy. Make sure he's having a happy one."

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"Your presence by my side is the gift I cherish most," Watts informed him, as they approached the pretzel truck. "Would you care for one?"

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"Yes, please," Steven said. "I'd like the full experience. Oh! We should find food we've not had before. Add that to the mix."

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"Absolutely," Watts agreed, handing Steven his pretzel before threading one on to his pocketwatch chain. "What looks good?" he asked.

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Steven looked around. "The Vietnamese truck, perhaps? See what they have available?"

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"And the lemonade truck is on the way," Watts pointed out. "Convenient."

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Steven grinned. "I may have taken that into consideration."

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"Clever man," Watts said approvingly.

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Steven bumped their shoulders together. "Have to keep up with you, don't I?"

Then, after a moment, "Bugger, right, thank you."

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And that correction earned Steven a kiss, of course.