“Hm? As long as Fran doesn’t catch a cold, the Prince is happy.” Bel grinned when the other gave up and just leant against him; The Prince’s hand gently rubbed the arm his palm rested on, settling into a comfortable silence as they walked along the serene looking street.
He wondered whether he could kiss Fran now- There was nobody around, really, and even if there were people milling about, the darkness could always be their cover.
“Is Fran tired?”
“Mm. Not really.” Fran answered as he raised his arms in front of him and stretched, slightly shivering at the cold air that brushed through his hands. “We need to walk off all that food we ate, though.”
That was an excuse, really. In all honesty, he wanted the two of them to stay like this for a little bit longer; even if it was just a minute, or even a second longer. Fran knew very well that they probably won’t be having relaxing moments such as these often, so he might as well make the most of it.
“Hey, senpai…” The kouhai called out as he moved his gaze up to the blonde. “Aren’t you cold? You can have your jacket back if you want.”
(Source: lllussionist)
