"Yeah." He said. He smiled at him before turning and walking away. He went to a cafe to get something warm to drink. He got his drink and sat down in a booth near the back.

Damien watched him go then walked home. It took him a few minutes to light all the candles around the rooms. Tonight was a good night at least, different to the others he had lately. He felt that little bit better for talking to Seth.

Seth finished his drink before heading home. He went and laid down on his bed in the dark. He was absolutly bored. But he had nothing to do.

He lay on his sofa for a while, eyes closed trying to sleep. It was too cold outside to hang around, but too boring inside to remain in his house. Maybe he should go and find Seth and...well he probably wouldn't want to come to his house, but was it worth a try?

Seth laid there for a while before getting bored. He got up and headed back outside. He started walking in a random direction, not sure where he was going.

Once again he got up and started walking around the town, hoping to run into the other guy again. Well, he must have been pretty lucky to run into him the first few times, surely that luck hadn't just left him.

He walked around for a while before he ended up back at the park. He sat down on a bench and leaned back, closing his eyes. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He walked around for about ten minutes, then found himself in a familiar ally, and at the end of it the park where he had caught up with Seth after their first meeting. It was almost spooky seeing him in the same place as he was the last time, but he snuck up behind him anyway. "Hey. Don't you look good there?"

He opened his eyes and looked at him. "Hey. Thought you said you had to leave." he said.

"I didn't have to. I wanted to, you looked like you were getting bored of me, but seeing as you seem to have no where better to go I was wondering, and I know It's a long shot, If I could invite you to my humble house for a while." He tried to smile and sound as charming as he could, hoping that he wouldn't be disappointed.

"You're inviting me to your house? Well. If you put it the way you did, I will have to say.....why not. It sounds kinda fun. Plus I have nothing better to do anyway." he said.

"What really?" He was taken aback by Seth's answer, not expecting him to agree. "Well...follow me then I guess." He was almost beaming, not believing his luck. "Oh, you don't have a problem with fire do you? Just I pretty much have to light everything with candles."

"I have no problem with fire." he said, standing up. "Just lead the way." he told him.

He smiled and walked back through the town back home. He hadn't ever thought of his home as what It looked like before. Dark, mostly red and old fashioned. Damien let Seth in and showed him to the lounge, where his favourite thing in the world was, his sofa. It was lush and red and black and comfy. "Have a seat. Do you want anything? I have tea I think."

He took a seat on the couch. "I don't need anything. I'm fine." he said. He looked around. "Nice house, by the way. It looks better then mine does." he told him.

Damien smiled happy that Seth would say that. "Thanks, I suppose that I've had a whole lot of time on it. It's weird having someone else In my house" He sat down on the sofa stretching out a little. "I'm surprised you wanted to come."

Seth smiled slightly, seeing him smile. "I didn't have anything better to do. And I was curious about what your house was like." he told him. He leaned back against the couch.

" To be honest with you, I'm more interested in you then where you live." He looked into Seth's eyes, trying to soften out his look towards him. His eyes could be so sharp at times.

"What do you find so interesting about me? Nobody has ever really cared about me. Except my parents. But since they are both dead, there is noone left that cares about me." he said.

He shrugged and thought about it for a little while. "I...I'm not sure. Just little things about you interest me so much." He lent in a little and then sat up. "Sorry, It's weird to be around someone."

"What things about me interest you?" he asked. He was curious to what he thought of him.

He thought about it a little more. "You seem so afraid to show emotions, so uncomfortable around everyone...I want to change that, even if it's just around me." He knew It was high hopes, but It was worth trying.

He smiled slightly. "Good luck trying to change me. But I don't do change. I like the way I am." he said.

Like a lit candle being thrown into the sea, his hopes died. "I understand, but thanks for he luck." He smiled and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "I think I like you, did you know?"

He instantly blushed. "I noticed that." he said. He smiled at him. "I think I might like you too." he told him.