❝He followed in silence, head ducked while he followed every move of the man before him - it was in a way calming to see the fabric upon the mans skin moved with him as the tired limbs struggled to move forward. In a way it was odd what captured his mind, especially at such a time where he was let into a strangers quarters and his own thoughts moving to those of his need. Of course Anubis knew this was not the time or place, yet the man before him was someone to catch his interest and thus his mind changed to those ideas of need. Trying to keep a cool head while his body was still sweating and clothes sticking to his body, Young Kwang only nodded once he was told to make himself at home. Squatting down his long fingers moved to undo the strings of his running shoes, tugging them loose and in silence slipping them off his feet. It was a welcomed change as air got to his heat filled feet leaving them to burn lightly as fresh air cooled down the skin hidden under his black sport socks. Once his feet wee freed his eyes looked around the males place, interest rising within his chest as to how someone lived compared to his modern clean cut and simple apartment which never would have too much clutter in it. His eyes rested on everything as his feet glided over the floor, his back straight and eyes still the only part of Anubis face which moved. “While I have introduced myself, I missed to get your name sir.”
As the moments continued to pass, as lips parted to give way for a silent yawn, hand raised to cover his mouth, he peered back at the other now and then. He was a bit surprised still, that he had allowed him to follow him all the way up to his apartment like this, blaming weariness and lack of better judgement. Because after working for almost thirteen hours straight, it was hard to think about anything else aside from numbers and equations. He shook his head, hung his jacket properly and the walked away from his closet, closing white double doors before moving over polished flooring. He stopped mid-step however, at the comment received from the other and on instinct, he flashed the most charming, apologetic smile he could muster — one he’d usually give customers. “ Sorry. ” He stated with a chuckle. “ My manners seem to fall into oblivion when I’m tired. I’m Taekwoon. ” He bowed his head a bit before meeting the other male’s gaze. “ Water, wasn’t it?” He then asked, silently excusing himself before moving towards his kitchen, to get a glass. It was strange indeed, how he seemed to forget everything he built his personality upon when like this, when in the company of someone he considered attractive outside of work. Baffling indeed and it made him curse silently under his breath. It really displayed the cracks in his perfect act; those little moments where he forgot his lines.