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“Of course not.”
He smirked teasingly at the other’s reaction. It was amusing indeed. Oh, that face—he’d seen that somewhere before, and he was more or less familiar with it. Of course, just for how long had he hung around both Belphegor and Viso?
Like Master, Like Pet, they say.
“Hmph.” He finally shook himself free of that annoying blush. “Anyway….” A slight pause. “So… Uhhh.. How are you?” He attempted to change the subject. Yeah. He wasn’t very good at this at all.
“Hmm,” He hummed at the change of subject. Oh well, they can talk—or at least, Fran can pester him—about this later. “I’ve been fine. How’s Viso?”

Fran held back a chuckle, the blush on his face seemed to be intent on staying there for maybe another couple of minutes.
“It’s alright.” Fran shook his head, smiling at the albino. Oh, would you look at that, his face has took turns into a more amusing shade of red. Maybe he should take a photo, but—.
“You’re surprisingly innocent, aren’t you, Viso?”
“No!” Instant stubborn reaction, refusing to admit to such a thing. He huffed a bit and attempted to put on that same mask his master did when he wanted to pretend something didn’t get to him when it did. He sort of managed it? But he also failed a bit still too because of that damn persistent blush.
“Tch.”
“Of course not.”

He smirked teasingly at the other’s reaction. It was amusing indeed. Oh, that face—he’d seen that somewhere before, and he was more or less familiar with it. Of course, just for how long had he hang around both Belphegor and Viso?
Like Master, Like Pet, they say.
It was weird having the albino stuttering like that, but at the same time, amusing. It was such a rare sight, after all.
What he did not expect was the kiss, his eyes went wide when their lips met, both of them staying still for a moment before the other pulled away, immediately hiding his face afterwards. He scratched his cheek with a finger, a bit flushed himself.
Viso was unexpectedly—cute? Adorable? He’s not sure which word to use. Innocent?
“G-Gomen…” He still didn’t face the other, face horribly red now. This was now suddenly 10 times more awkward, and even worse it was someone he considered his friend. He wasn’t sure what else to say now. He’d been happy to see the tealette in the beginning, but that stupid grey face had made this so awkward now.
Fran held back a chuckle, the blush on his face seemed to be intent on staying there for maybe another couple of minutes.
“It’s alright.” Fran shook his head, smiling at the albino. Oh, would you look at that, his face has took turns into a more amusing shade of red. Maybe he should take a photo, but—.

“You’re surprisingly innocent, aren’t you, Viso?”
OH SHIT
HE ASKE DME THE SAME THING HE DID TO THE GIRLS
IS THIS GAME OVER OR WHAT
SEE
I WAS RIGHT
HE PUT SOMETHING INTO YOUR DRINK
WHY WONT YOU LISTEN TO ME
NO MIYOSHI
DO NOT TAKE THAT DRINK
DONT YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPEN TO THE GIRLS WHO RECEIVED IT FROM IZAYA
DO YOU
“Hm?” He thought the other had grown used of seeing Fran in unexpected time and places—but still, even if he hadn’t, why is he so surprised? “I don’t think my face had changed, so why so surprised, Viso?” He questioned, putting aside how he was fidgeting around, face flushed.
“I—.. I just…” Damn it. Damn it. Damn it. He was just going to have to do it wasn’t he? “G-G-Gomen nasai.. I don’t have a choice in this.”
And so he leaned forward, a bit clumsily, his lips connecting with the tealette’s and lingering there a moment before he pulled away, turning away from the other and hiding his face.
It was weird having the albino stuttering like that, but at the same time, amusing. It was such a rare sight, after all.

What he did not expect was the kiss, his eyes went wide when their lips met, both of them staying still for a moment before the other pulled away, immediately hiding his face afterwards. He scratched his cheek with a finger, a bit flushed himself.
Viso was unexpectedly—cute? Adorable? He’s not sure which word to use. Innocent?
“How so? Did something good happen, Viso?”
“F-Fran…” He looked a bit surprised to see him, although not unhappy exactly.. Except for that stupid grey face… Damn this was going to get awkward.
“N-not really..” He instantly started fidgeting with his hands, and stared at the floor, face flushed now. Damn it.

“Hm?” He thought the other had grown used of seeing Fran in unexpected time and places—but still, even if he hadn’t, why is he so surprised? “I don’t think my face had changed, so why so surprised, Viso?” He questioned, putting aside how he was fidgeting around, face flushed.
Fran lifted a hand and poked Viso’s slightly reddened cheek. “Hmm..” Giving the other a hum as a response to his earlier statement, Fran snuggled closer to Viso before answering. “I just feel like it..”
“I see.” His blush just got worse as the illusionist poked at his cheek, but then he couldn’t resist a yawn. Mnnn. It was almost his nap time wasn’t it? Maybe he could just curl up with Fran and snuggle with him while he took a nap then.

Fran had almost chuckled at the apparent blush on the other’s face when he noticed his yawn. “Is Viso sleepy?” He questioned with a hum, quirking an eyebrow then.
He placed his chin on the other’s shoulder, even though Viso is a bit taller than him so he had to went to his tip-toes. “Why is Viso still only in his T-shirts?” He commented shamelessly.
“Because of stupid reasons beyond my control.” Meaning grey faces who would be murdered when he found them.
His blush was back and he sighed, turning his head to the side to look at the tealette whose head was on his shoulder. “You’re rather affectionate today.”

Fran lifted a hand and poked Viso’s slightly reddened cheek. “Hmm..” Giving the other a hum as a response to his earlier statement, Fran snuggled closer to Viso before answering. “I just feel like it..”
Hums in content as he snuggles closer against the other, “Viso is warm.”
“So is Fran.” He purred softly, momentarily forgetting his situation. He loved snuggling after all, and so this made him happy. He cuddled right back up against the illusionist.

He placed his chin on the other’s shoulder, even though Viso is a bit taller than him so he had to went to his tip-toes. “Why is Viso still only in his T-shirts?” He commented shamelessly.
Walks up to from behind and hugs.
Blinks a few times, surprised, and then smiles, leaning against him.

Hums in content as he snuggles closer against the other, “Viso is warm.”