The blonde closed his eyes and laid in silence, still for a few minutes before he moved onto his side; He used one arm to hold himself up while the other draped over the male next to him.
“The Prince missed Fran telling him that he loves him.” He muttered, “The Prince missed holding Froggy. Missed touching him, missed kissing him…” His grip on Fran tightened, and now, both arms had managed to encircle Fran’s form as the blonde moved himself closer, face hidden against the younger’s shoulder.
He twisted his body so Bel could easily bury his face in his shoulder, thin arms reaching around to smooth the blonde locks. His eyelids slowly close as he replied softly, “Me too, senpai…” He hugged him tighter. “Me too.”
It wasn’t just the prince who missed the other terribly. Fran’s days seemed emptier without him; he didn’t even feel like getting out of bed until two weeks had passed.
…
“…I can only imagine if I were out on a mission all by myself, senpai.” He wondered just how the prince would act at home, not really alone, but without the illusionist there. Of course, it’d be rough on Fran’s part as well, but he also wanted to know if the other would be patient enough to wait for him.
(Source: lllussionist)
