“I would be able to read it if it wasn’t written in such a mess.” He snapped, grinding molars together in an attempt to calm himself down from that vague insult.
“Hm?” Bel’s hand immediately found Fran’s and began to drag him along, “Don’t worry, Froggy. Levi eats here, and he doesn’t have any manners, you will be fine.“ He followed the panicky server through the neat maze of tables, eventually being seated at he back of the restaurant.
"I’ll order, pay… All Princess has to do is eat.” Raising the hand he held, he pressed a kiss to the back of the smaller one, hesitantly bowing his head- A Prince bowing to his Princess.
“Come on, sit down.” He muttered after a moment, taking his seat and waiting for Fran to join him.
Wait, what? Levi eats here? That barbaric, unsophisticated ape-man? Somehow, Fran questioned this restaurant’s customer standards; they really shouldn’t be letting animals in.
It made Fran feel much better, though. Without another word, he casually walked into the restaurant and navigated through the tables until they stopped at a small table which was placed conveniently at the back. He opened his mouth to speak, before he snapped it back shut as a kiss was pressed onto the back of his hand. It earned the couple a few stares, but Fran paid no attention to them.
Instead, teal eyes widened at the blonde before him; his rude, knife-obsessed, narcissistic senior did something out of the ordinary, something the illusionist never thought the older assassin would do for anyone. Especially Fran.
At that exact moment, Bel looked like a prince.
…A real one.
The boy froze on the spot, too stunned to even move an inch. Even when Bel sat himself down, the kouhai remained in that same position; his face literally strawberry red, his hand hanging in the air and his mouth slightly open.
(Source: lllussionist)
