Bel stayed silent, free hand propping his head up as he smiled, amused at the way Fran was acting- Even when he was snapping at the blonde about how the Prince had called him the wife, he couldn’t help but smile.
Through this, Bel had begun to caress the back of Fran’s hand with the pad of his thumb, completely putting aside his boyfriend’s behaviour.
“Oi, Fran…” He started, sight darting from the approaching waitor to the tealette, “Your icecream melted.“ His hand slipped from the younger’s as the employee approached, beginning to clear the plates from the table in silence.
"Ah.”
His gaze moved down to the puddle of cream that used to be the sweet delight. The kouhai froze; sitting absolutely still as their table was cleared, leaving nothing but the bill on their table.
“What a waste.” He murmured with a frown, crossing his arms in disappointment. And it’s not entirely because he wasn’t able to taste the whole thing, too. It just meant that Bel spent all that money for nothing, which works as a successful guilt trip for the frog.
Speaking of which…
He looked at the bill that was placed neatly on their table, before reluctantly moving his gaze up at Bel, waiting for the prince to say something.
(Source: lllussionist)
