He’s content. Was that enough? Was it when Matthias could take him to all the beautiful places, could kiss him senseless in each of them he could never go back to them without tasting Matthias like blood in his mouth? Was content enough when Matthias could make it seem so very real? He’s done it before. Over and over again, he’s made people fall for him, convinced them of the reality of it, that he couldn’t live without them, that his passion for them was endless, that none other would ever be in his heart.

But Sam knew better. No amount of pretending could undo that fact.

“For what it’s worth, no one else will have it, either.”

The words felt hollow, almost cold, even as he spoke them. Another huff of exhaled breath and he reached out to catch Sam’s arm once again to stop him in his tracks.

“I chose you, Su-bin. That makes you mine.”

There. That felt more truthful. Matthias did endeavor to be honest with Sam when it really mattered.