Faolan could not wipe the smile from his face if he tried. Every touch from Lucien made him happy, he could feel the warmth in his chest growing with every moment they were together. He hoped it would never have the chance to fade.

He secured the sheet around his waist, but it still hung a bit loose, and made his way over to the table. His mouth began to water before he even had sight of the food. Lucien had known him long enough to realize that the more physical activity the Irishman partook in, the more food he could pack away. He had always been a big eater, even as a child, which owed to his larger-than-average size now. He was grateful that Lucien had taken him into account with the choosing of the items on the plate, but would have eaten anything at this point. His stomach growled audibly as he took a seat and began serving himself.

He filled a plate and paused as he held a strip of bacon to his lips, then glanced at Lucien. He looked at him for a moment, knowing that the half-smile that was there now would be there any time Lucien was near. 

Lucien met his eyes and held them for a moment before smiling back and asking, [color=burlywood]"What, can't take your eyes off me?"[/color] playfully.

Faolan shrugged and said, [color=a36209]"Guess not,"[/color] before he began eating, watching Lucien for a moment longer before turning to his food. [color=a36209]"Thank you,"[/color] he added after he devoured the first strip of bacon.