For whatever it was worth, Xander found his fluttering endearing. It also made him feel less silly about the way his own cheeks were flush with heat every time the man looked at him.

"If you like." He scooted closer until they were practically hip to hip, leaving just enough room to move around without hitting each other if they reached for something.

Speaking of, Xander plucked a strawberry from a bowl. "How's that?" The seating arrangement, he meant. But it was asked while offering a strawberry to Viktor's lips.