Bel ended up pouting at Fran’s statement, accepting the kiss on the cheek before quietly following. As soon as the door closed, the partition separating the driver and themselves closed, leaving them in privacy.
“Froggy, the Prince will make you hot chocolate and you can wait in the Prince’s room.” The blonde shifted until he was near enough to lean over and press a gentle kiss to the pale cheek of the younger. Then sitting back, he found Fran’s hand, lightly gripping it.
He had to behave.
“Okaaaay.” He drawled, squeezing the prince’s hand back. That’d give him enough time to freshen up, he supposed. Afterwards, they could just be sipping their warm drinks and talk about small things. The illusionist smiled to himself and hummed at the thought. Nothing like some yummy hot chocolate on a cold evening such as this.
His gaze moved to the lights that whizzed past as their ride drove by. Each streetlight had their own bright glow, coloring the evening streets. “Hey, senpai.” Fran started quietly, eyes not leaving the outside surroundings. “You’re still taking me back to that cafe, right…?”
(Source: lllussionist)
