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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[hasaknightjob]

"Thank you," Steven said. "I like being inspiring. Though I think now you're flirting."

[pocketpretzels]

"Hmmm," Watts hummed. "It's possible I'm hoping you'll say yes to a dance with me later tonight."

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"I see," Steven said, pretending to think about it. "Just the one?"

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"Well," Watts said slowly. "It is also my hope that the one may lead to another, and perhaps another following that..."

[hasaknightjob]

"I see," Steven said. "So you were hoping not to press your luck by asking for too many in advance?"

[pocketpretzels]

"Precisely," Watts nodded.

[hasaknightjob]

"I appreciate your caution." Steven said. "Although - "

Steven leaned in closer to whisper into Llewellyn's ear, "I think you'll find yourself pleased with how things turn out."

[pocketpretzels]

A smile stretched across Watts's face. "Welcome news indeed!"

[hasaknightjob]

"You've captured my heart, you see," Steven said. "My dance card is much easier to fill now."

[pocketpretzels]

"With one name only, I hope?" Watts asked.

[hasaknightjob]

"One name, very large," Steven said. He wrapped his arms around Llewellyn's shoulders. "Just as it is on my heart."

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"Four l's in this name, by any chance?" Watts asked. "And a y?"

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"However did you guess?" Steven asked. "There's some Es and Ws as well."

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"Crackerjack!" Watts exclaimed, grinning.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven smiled at Llewellyn's expression - verbal and facial - though there was a hint of melancholy behind it. "I do love you, you know."

[pocketpretzels]

"I love you too," Watts replied, picking up on that hint of melancholy. "With all my heart."

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Steven hugged Llewellyn again, taking comfort from the embrace this time.

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"My rare one," Watts murmured, holding on tightly. "The love of my life."

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"I wish I could introduce you to my parents," Steven said. The plural very much indicating he knew how impossible this was. "Show off how I've found a wonderful man who cares for me."

[pocketpretzels]

"I wish that were possible too," Watts replied. "So I could show them I was worthy of you."

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"Maybe Dad some day," Steven said. Though even his deep seated hope sounded dim at the prospect.

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"You never know what the future holds," Watts agreed. It was unlikely but not impossible.

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"You're beyond worthy, you know," Steven said. "More amazing than I could have ever imagined."

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"How you know I'm real," Watts said lightly. "Who could possibly dream me up?"

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Steven pulled back just enough to look at him face to face. "I would dream up kind. Intelligent. Caring. Handsome. But I would never think of someone who likes baking. Who teaches himself all sorts of languages. Who is a poet. Who takes in a little cat who needed a second chance. Who tries so hard at his piano even when the pieces don't come easily. You're right. There's too many details about you to love for you to be made up."