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The sunshine trickled down on my face and all was well with the world.
I propped up on my elbow after a while, regarding the man lying opposite of me with the same fondness he was regarding self with. I smiled. "Say, Jeeves- what is it that makes you happy?" If I could see to it, I would give him everything in my power just to see to him be constantly happy.
Jeeves rolled to the side then, facing me, and cupped the side of my face with a warm hand. I leaned into the touch and the gentle caress of his thumb and saw a small smile form on his face as a result.
"You. You already make me the happiest I've ever been, Bertram. Even before we talked about our mutual romantic feelings, in fact. I don't think I've ever been quite as satisfied with life and the turns it takes as I have been since I first met you."
I closed my eyes, feeling a blush creep up on my cheeks. The feeling was quite mutual.
"The feeling is quite mutual, Reggie," I admitted and when I looked up I saw Jeeves's smile more than doubling in size.
I realized that my initial question was rather superfluous: Jeeves was already feeling as happy as can be, quite alike myself, and I knew he let his mask fall more often now, just for me to see this truth.
I pulled him closer to me and wrapped my arms around him. "I love you, old thing." He didn't say anything in return, but his slightly tightening hold on me and the feeling of his head coming to rest atop of mine was answer enough.