knivesandpsychos:

With skillful hands he carved up the meat on his own plate with ease, glancing up at Fran every so often; The quiet sighs he let out after eating made the Prince smile a little. Had he never eaten like this? He was pretty sure they were well fed back at the mansion- Well, at least he made sure he himself was well fed.

But what about Fran?

“Do you like it?” He asked, nudging the other’s foot with his own in an affectionate manner. He at least looked like he was enjoying it, and it certainly sounded that way too- No way could Bel misinterpret those quiet sounds of pleasure.

The kouhai smiled a real and genuine smile, the fork still hanging from his mouth as he nodded his head to answer Bel’s question. He returned the nudge from under the table and continued eating, humming in delight as he popped another piece into his mouth.

Ah, the food here was perfect. It tasted like authentic French cuisine; something he hasn’t tasted in a while. It felt pretty nostalgic. Of maybe Fran was just going sentimental…

Then, he stopped abruptly. He settled his utensil back on the plate for a moment and fell quiet, before he reluctantly looked up at the blonde with a slight pink tint on his cheeks.

“Thank you, senpai.” Was all that left his lips before he proceeded eating again.

(Source: lllussionist)