Four Seasons Hotel Alexandria, Friday Afternoon

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Thursday had been spent enjoying themselves as much as possible, including the couples massage which had proven a great way to wind down after some sight seeing.

Friday... Friday was quieter.

Steven sat outside by their pool. He was dressed in his swimsuit but he was currently sitting cross legged by the edge of the pool looking into the water.

Looking at his reflection. Which was his reflection.

Which was fine. Good. What Steven was for, of course. Handling things that were too much or too painful for Marc to deal with.

Still. It wasn't as though Steven liked dealing with it either.

Steven sighed and kept looking down towards the water, not sure what to do.

[for the beau. warning for discussion of parent death and child abuse]

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"Even if I ruin our holiday?" Steven asked.

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"Even so, but you haven't yet," Watts told him.

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"I gave you a fright the other night," Steven protested. "And now today you're having to take care of me. This is supposed to be your time enjoying the warmth and sun."

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"You did," Watts said. "But would you say the same if it was me giving you a fright, or otherwise interrupting your sleep?" he asked. "And as for taking care of you- that is what partners do. I am taking care of you because it is what I want to do, to try and ease your troubles in any way I can."

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Steven looked uncertain. "I still hate that I've taken away from your time to get away from the gloom of winter."

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"I appreciate your concern," Watts told him. "Just another example of your wonderful heart, to think so when you're in the midst of your own troubles."

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"Perhaps... we could add an extra day or two?" Steven suggested. "Let you have more time in the sunshine?"

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"I'd be amenable to that," Watts said, as it would mean more time in the warm weather and easing Steven's worries somewhat.

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"I'd like that," Steven said. "I'd feel less horrible about taking away your time."

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"All right then," Watts said, leaning in to press a kiss to Steven's cheek. "I'll give the front desk a call regarding extending our stay."

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"I could take care of calling the cat sitter if we do?" Steven offered, so Llewellyn wouldn't have to do all the work.

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"If you don't mind?" Watts checked.

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"Not at all," Steven said. He managed a smile. "He's my cat son too after all."

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"Very true," Watts nodded, with a smile in return.

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Steven kissed Llewellyn again. "Thank you. For taking extra care of me."

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"Anytime you need it, darling," Watts replied. "And sometimes," he added with a warm smile. "Even when you don't."

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"You're going to find yourself kissed again, you keep saying things like that," Steven told him.

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"You don't say!" Watts exclaimed.

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"Seemed only fair to warn you," Steven told him. "Should you wish to avoid such a fate."

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"Never," Watts scoffed. "So long as it's you doing the kissing."

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"Ah," Steven said. "An understandable concern. I should have clarified. Yes, it would be me doing the kissing."

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"Well, there you have it," Watts said. "In that case, I welcome any and all kisses you have on offer."

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"Are you certain?" Steven asked. "Because I have a great deal."

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"I've never been more certain of anything in my life, Steven Grant," Watts told him.

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"See? That sort of talk gets you kissed, Llewellyn Watts," Steven replied. Then leaned in to start giving the kisses in question, one after another.