Seong nods his confirmation, chewing his food slowly as he watches the way Matthias' eyes move. From his mouth to his eyes. It's almost enough to make Seong self-conscious. Almost. Were it anyone else looking at him like that, it would. It would make him wonder what's wrong with him, what they're seeing that he isn't aware of. But with Matthias, that feeling disappears before it ever really has the chance to become something substantial. When Matthias' eyes linger around his face, Seong feels desirable. And like he's the only other person in the world.

It's such an addicting feeling.

One last bite of food, then he leans forward to set his plate down on the coffee table, washing it down with the remainder of the wine in his glass. Settling back in next to the other man, he wipes some of the oil from his lips with his hand and then starts to toy with the hem of his shirt.

"I just think about you a lot. That's all."