“Yes. The Prince will look after Franny and stay with him as long as he wants.” The grin on his face only widened when he saw the redness on Fran’s face, reading his body language like an open book. It was cute, how flustered Fran would get around him; It meant the Prince was a unique entity.
Well, that’s how he liked to think.
A bare hand went to Fran’s chin, index and thumb gripping it gently and tilting the tealette’s head up. A quick kiss was pressed to his lips as a gust of bitter wind swept past; A shiver travelled up the assassin’s spine, a sigh leaving his lips.
“It’s getting cold, Franny.” He muttered, free hand moving to slip into his pocket, “The Prince will call the driver.“
"Wuh. It’s really cold now.” He rubbed his arms vigorously, trying to stop the shivers. Perhaps it was a good idea to go home and drink some hot chocolate or something like that.
He took out his own mobile phone, flipping it open and pressing a few buttons. The LED glowed brightly, causing him to squint a little. 8:04 PM. It was already this late? Time does fly when you’re having fun…
The kouhai glanced up at the prince, a questioning look on his face. “Do we have to wait long, senpai? I don’t think they’ll be arriving in a matter of seconds, really.”
(Source: lllussionist)
