[when Frank leans in Sebastin grabs him by the front of his shirt and dragged him closer, forehead pressing against the other man's] You're lucky I care about you, you fucker, [he shoves Frank away from himself and rubs the heels of his hands into his eyes] God. Sometimes it baffles me that I miss you. I'm doomed to have feelings for self obsessed, narcissistic, criminal types.
[widens eyes a bit at the sudden grab, but allows his expression to soften when having Sebastian’s forehead against his, curling his lips just slightly before being shoved back, clearing his throat before adjusting his shirt] Yes, that’s a very bad habit you’ve got there, darling. I prefer my men tall, dark haired, light-eyed and downright stupid. [furrows brow, focusing on his tie] You’re none of that and I still seem to be quite fond of you...so I suppose we’re both doomed to each other. Neat.