These sorts of parties are more up Su-jin's alleys. Despite being a generally private person to the outside world, a little shy even, he loves mingling with others. He enjoys getting to know people, be they his fellow monsters or humans (and is that a human he saw over by the punch? WEIRD).

But with Tiras present, how can anyone expect Su-jin won't eventually gravitate to his partner's side? It's quite late by the time he seeks the incubus out, certain he's had a snack or three by then. Despite the charm their host provided, there's only so much that can be done to stifle the abilities of a creature as powerful as Tiras. Even Su-jin falls prey to them sometimes.

But usually, he's just in silent awe of Tiras. Well, when he's not sighing over how put upon he is because of Tiras (no one who matters believes that for a moment!). Tonight he's just happy Tiras is wearing shoes. And, you know, something that leaves a little something to the imagination. To others' imaginations. Su-jin needn't imagine anything after all their centuries together.

Finding his lover in a quieter, less busy room, he sidles up behind him, looping his arms around that slim waist to pull Tiras against him. It's literally been several hours since they arrived, but Su-jin heaves a dramatic sigh as he rests his chin on his partner's shoulder.

"I missed you."