[Parties! Parties are very, very old for Chris. As far back as he can think, he's been joining human's for their gatherings, big and small. Love is a thing to be celebrated, after all, there was no shortage of events that a Fae of his specialty could attend and feed off the revelry and debauchery at hand.

He's somehow both the most obvious and entrancing person in the room and also difficult to... fully comprehend. He radiates passion and allure like nobody else, but it's almost blinding, like looking too long at the center of a roaring fire. He moves as if not touching the ground, so smooth he may as well be skating on air, dancing between those in attendance. He stops, speaks, gets a group laughing then moves on, leaving them swooning.

Eventually, Reigen can't help but lose track of him. It's like he can just disappear, but how? When Reigen's most absorbed in squinting across the crowd, Chris sneaks up behind him. Long arms stretch around his hip and Chris is beside him, casually close, fingers hanging loosely in the low curve of the smaller man's back. He leans in close, whispering gentle yet deviously]

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