A snippet of a pleased noise escaped him when the other readily kissed him, a lazy smile now on his face as he reciprocated the loving action. It made him pleasantly happy, delighted even, that Fran kissed him first without the blonde having to ask for it.
Ah, Fran was getting braver.
Gently moving Fran’s face away from his, hands delicately holding his love’s face, he turned his own head away and allowed himself to yawn.
“Tired...”
“Ah… Sorry.” The illusionist moved off the blonde and flopped down beside him, the bed making a small creaking noise as he did so. Bel wasn’t the only one who was tired, really. He needed some time to recover as well. Today’s events took quite a toll on his body, and he wasn’t sure if he could keep it up any longer.
He slowly raise an arm over his eyes and murmured, “We should sleep, senpai…”
(Source: lllussionist)
