Ah but considering yourself a lonely person and actually being one are two very different things. Though in Seong's case they may as well be one. He pulls off both activities with practised ease, even if sometimes he's not sure that he should really get to consider himself a lonely person when his solitude is mostly self imposed. He doesn't like his friends as much as he maybe should, considering they're friends. He'll hang out with them for a few hours over the course of a day or two, then he'll spend the next week ghosting them. They've just accepted that it's how he is. They assume it's because he's introverted and just needs the time to himself to recharge and it is true, but it's not the whole truth. The truth is that he doesn't feel as friendly toward them as one should with people they consider friends, but he's not good enough to make new friends. And he doesn't have the sort of personality that most people gravitate toward so he can't exactly count on people wanting to befriend him.
But who needs new friends anyway when he has Matthias now? Matthias ensures that at least for now, Seong won't be lonely.
Seong's gaze drifts downward, toward their linked hands and he lights squeezes Matthias' fingers between his own. The contrast between their body temperatures always feels really nice when they touch, Matthias' feverish skin complimenting Seong's perpetual cold. Made to make each other feel more comfortable. Made so Seong will always have the desire to wrap himself in his boyfriend.
"I don't like onions." He has no problem with peppers or mushrooms, though he never quite gets the chance to add that part. As soon as Matthias' lips touch his, he no longer remembers the rest of what he was going to say anyway. He squeezes Matthias' hand a little more as he melts into the kiss. He's been wanting this and waiting for it. It occupied a not insignificant part of his thoughts these last few hours when he was supposed to be getting some work done. It's a good thing, though, that the almost possessive way Matthias grabbed the back of his next and pulled him forward never sprung to mind. He would've gotten even less accomplished.
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But who needs new friends anyway when he has Matthias now? Matthias ensures that at least for now, Seong won't be lonely.
Seong's gaze drifts downward, toward their linked hands and he lights squeezes Matthias' fingers between his own. The contrast between their body temperatures always feels really nice when they touch, Matthias' feverish skin complimenting Seong's perpetual cold. Made to make each other feel more comfortable. Made so Seong will always have the desire to wrap himself in his boyfriend.
"I don't like onions." He has no problem with peppers or mushrooms, though he never quite gets the chance to add that part. As soon as Matthias' lips touch his, he no longer remembers the rest of what he was going to say anyway. He squeezes Matthias' hand a little more as he melts into the kiss. He's been wanting this and waiting for it. It occupied a not insignificant part of his thoughts these last few hours when he was supposed to be getting some work done. It's a good thing, though, that the almost possessive way Matthias grabbed the back of his next and pulled him forward never sprung to mind. He would've gotten even less accomplished.