"i'm not trying to fool anyone." he finds it entertaining how silas often tries to resist his schemes, but he gets his way at the end every time. lips purse into a pout at silas' question, knowing that he has a point. "i didn't want to do this... but you're not supposed to say no to me, you know. it's literally out of your job description." he laces his fingers around silas, lips carrying a grin. "it's not even that big of a deal — why can't you just let me be nice to you?"
“ brat. ” the word is always spoken with fondness, never malice. the wonder of witnessing this hidden side of the prince never quite fades. it’s a gift. one he doesn’t take for granted. he cherishes it more than anything he’s ever been granted. a smile tugs at the corner of his mouth, laughter hovering at the edge of his breath as his brows lift in amused disbelief at freddie’s latest trick. “ first, you lie. now, you blackmail me. what happened to my angelic prince? ” but then his tone shifts, still gentle yet serious. “ you know why. ” because he needs to feel equal in whatever this is between them. he can’t bear the thought of freddie believing he would ever use him for gain.











