Seong sets his fork down and reaches out to trace that raised eyebrow with his index finger, grinning around the food in his mouth. He chews it up and swallows, shrugging one shoulder. "My kitchen. For as long as I'm cooking. I guess you can consider breakfast tomorrow as my rent payment." If only Seong could actually get away with trading breakfast for a place to live. Or trade anything aside from money for a place to live.

But his roommate isn't home enough for him to cook for her instead of paying rent. Not that he can cook much anymore. And sleeping with her didn't work for either of them, so money it is.

"Only tomorrow. Though depending on how it goes, we can negotiate a repeat performance." If he doesn't completely embarrass himself and Matthias actually likes what he cooks, Seong would be willing to do it again. He would be willing to do a lot for Matthias (including letting him attach himself to Seong while Seong makes a valiant effort to make them breakfast in the morning).

"Hm? What is it?"