Sean snickered and placed an expensive yogurt brand in front of Michael while eyeing the sitting Michael meaningfully. His expression was shouting 'bottom'.
Michael's calm expression cracked, and his face reddened, understanding what Sean was implying with his gaze and snickers.
That little bastard named Sean had been on Michael's neck and had been sending many meaningful gazes ever since Michael's arrival.
As usual, Michael planned to ignore Sean. He calmly stared at Sean with glazed eyes, as if he didn't understand Sean's gaze, knowing that Sean wouldn't dare to articulate the words unless he wanted to get beaten up by Michael.
Michael picked up the yogurt and stretched it over Sean.
Sean made a Cheshire cat grin and collected the yogurt from Michael. He opened the yogurt and returned it to Michael. "Thanks." Michael appreciated in a low, hoarse voice, which was all thanks to Xavier, who couldn't keep his hands to himself.
