“Hm? The Frog would do that for the Prince?” The kiss bargain was enough, expression full of shock as he led the male through the cafe and out of the door into the fresh air outside. He chose to stay quiet at the second part of the bargain, face heating up as he blushed; Tugging the illusionist away from the cafe a little, in the direction of the house, he pressed the phone to his ear.
“We’ll have to change into proper attire for the restaurant before we’re picked up.” He told the smaller male before he began to speak quickly into the receiver, words strung together fluidly; The conversation was short, the Prince hanging up and slipping the mobile back into his pocket.
“Uh… Don’t wear that hat, either. You don’t need it.”
He blinked at the prince as the latter spoke through the phone speedily, earning a dumbfounded look from Fran. He had never seen the blonde talk like that on the phone, much less in real life.
“Proper attire?” The illusionist questioned. “Like what, a tux or something?” If there was one thing he wasn’t used to wearing, it was definitely formal wear. But it’s not like he had the money for those sorts of outfits anyway.
Another surprise; No hat. Bel was really serious about this, wasn’t he? But…
Fran lifted a hand to twirl a few strands of hair between his fingers, tugging at it self-consciously.
How am I supposed to dress up?
(Source: lllussionist)
