Found this prompt on Pinterest, and just couldn't resist.
( ^ Creator; the-modern-typewriter) "Would it kill you to relax?" The prince teased, pushing himself to his feet. Grian watched with interest, "Probably," He replied. "Likely it'd kill you too. That's rather the point." The warm familiar smile the guard had gotten to know and melt under flashed across Scar's soft face. "I'll risk it," He said and held out a hand. "Dance with me..?" The avian's gaze moved to Scar's outstretched hand, peering at it hesitantly as he looked back up to the prince. He shouldn't. He really, shouldn't.. An amused smirk pulled at Grian's lips, before turning into a soft scoff. "Could cost me my job," He commented, accepting the hand to Scar's delight. The prince pulled the blonde's calloused hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss onto Grain's knuckles with a smile. "What's life without risks?" the brunette countered, sliding his hand to the knight's waist. Pulling him close. Grian felt his cheeks heat up, "That's the kind of mentality that gets you killed, Your Highness." he retorted, placing his hand on the prince's shoulder.
(AH idk how to continue this- DX)
[ANYWAY, CHECK OUT THIS FIC that also inspired this piece of writin' To the ends of the earth by; amybri2002] It's absolutely phenomenal writing-