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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"Oh, the cake," Watts breathed. "Yes. I can't wait to try it."

Except for how his mouth was very clearly busy at the moment.

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It was fine! Kissing helped with digestion, or something. Meant there'd be even more room by the time they got to the cake.

"It's as you asked," Steven said between kisses. "Chocolate and fruit."

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"Perfect," Watts declared. Steven? The cake? Both?

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"Like you," Steven said.

He figured it was about the cake so okay for him not to say thank you.

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Watts finally, finally pulled away just far enough so that he could smile at Steven and declare: "Flirt."

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Steven grinned up at him. "Handsome."

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Okay, Watts had to sneak in one more quick kiss as a thank you for the compliment before he was pulling Steven towards the table with the cake and champagne.

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Steven followed along. "There's your present as well. I can give it to you whenever you're ready."

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Watts's expression lit up with an almost childish excitement. "My present?"

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"From me," Steven said. Since Llewellyn had already gotten his present from Marc.

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"Yes," Watts nodded. "I want- I mean. Please? Could I have that first?"

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"Of course," Steven said. He gave Llewellyn a kiss on the cheek, then went to his luggage. He dug under his clothes for the present he'd hidden inside.

He came back to Llewellyn holding a thin rectangle a little longer than a hand. It was wrapped in silver and gold striped paper. He held it out for Llewellyn to take and open when he was ready.

"Here you are," Steven said. Nervousness crept in to his smile. "I hope you like it? It - it may not be obvious at first, what it is."

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Watts carefully peeled away the paper to reveal what was inside, running his fingers across the engraving before looking back up at Steven, curiosity evident on his face.

"It's lovely," he said, because even not knowing what it was, exactly, it was aesthetically pleasing. "What is it?"

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"It's soundwaves," Steven said. He realized Llewellyn might not know what those were. "A visual of noise? In this case it's an image of my voice. Saying that I love you foolishly."

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"Soundwaves," Watts echoed, tracing the etched design with his finger again. "That's you?" he asked.

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"That's me," Steven said. "You send them a recording so they can make it. I - I thought maybe you can put it by your piano? Or - or anywhere else you like, of course. But so that way I'm with you even when you're by yourself. Practicing or - or whatever."

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Watts traced over the etching once more before gently, reverently, putting it down on the table.

Looks like you were getting pulled in close for yet another enthusiastic kiss, Steven.

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Steven had been worried the idea might be too abstract or strange to be a good birthday gift, so he was thrilled to see Llewellyn's positive reaction. He kissed back, trying to show how happy he was Llewellyn liked it.

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It was not the sort of thing Watts would have ever thought of wanting, to be sure- but wasn't that the beauty of gifts, that they could sometimes be things the recipients never knew they needed?

"It's lovely. I like that, having you nearby even when you're not actually there."

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"You do?" Steven asked. "I thought of perhaps getting you something more practical but then I saw that these were an option and - well, I thought this more romantic?"

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"It's art," Watts breathed. "Art that captures- a little piece of you. Just for me."

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"It looks nice, doesn't it?" Steven said. "There were all sorts of types but I thought wood was best. Solid. Classic. Like you."

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"You think of me as classic?" Watts asked, curious.

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"In the sense of timeless," Steven said. "Everlasting in style."

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"Flirt," Watts decided that meant, pulling Steven in for another quick kiss.