A happy hum left him as he realised Fran wasn’t moving away or outright rejecting him, which in turn caused his heart to hammer against his ribcage even quicker.
“If Fran’s worried about money, the Prince can always pay for his share of food.” They were partners now, so Bel figured that he would be paying for a number of things; He didn’t mind, though. It was nice, getting stuff for Fran, it made him feel happy in a way knowing that he could care for the younger.
“The Prince doesn’t care about money; Fran can have it all if he wants. The Prince can easily get more, so just stay with him.” Bel stopped them both, hands moving to Fran’s shoulders and gripping them, “The Prince wants to hold Fran, so don’t go to work.“
"Eh? Really?” Fran perked up, staring at the blonde with big and curious eyes. Although failing to perform the required number missions might get him maimed by the boss, the young illusionist was pretty sure he did more than enough to satisfy their records. Varia quality is Varia quality, after all.
The thought of having to depend on Bel wasn’t all that pleasant, but he let it slide for now. It seems that the blonde was really up and eager for the idea and Fran wasn’t exactly against it either. A day off. Just the two of them. Maybe–
“Ah- huh?” He snapped out of his thoughts and blinked at the prince who had suddenly grabbed his shoulders. It took him a second or two to absorb the blonde’s words before his eyes widened, face as red as a tomato.
Wh-what the heck was that? That was way too…
“Nnh…” A strangled groan came from the younger before he hung his head shyly, trying to form words. “…You’ll stay with me?”
(Source: lllussionist)
