“Eeeeh? The Prince isn’t cute!” Bel snapped, head raising as he glared metaphorical daggers at the male across from him, “The Frog is so cruel to his Prince.“ He grumbled, sitting back; He’d need more wine if he was going to carry on getting teased.
At least that would relax him. Hopefully get rid of this stupid flustered expression, too.
"Do you want anything else?” It had surprised him- Fran had eaten everything, and Bel had honestly thought that the illusionist would only eat a little and leave it.
Now he’s all flustered…
He couldn’t help but grin to himself at that reaction. So this is how it feels to be the one bullying the other. Aaah, sweet revenge.
“Ice creeeaaaam.” Fran drawled in a childish manner. “A sundae, to be exact. With a cherry on top.” The rush of orders came again as his eyes sparkled; already imagining the sweet delight in his head. He hadn’t had ice cream for the longest time and now that Bel was paying, this was a good opportunity to as for some. Besides, it was time for dessert, wasn’t it?
“How about you, senpai?”
(Source: lllussionist)
