My goal is to marry you.
Alexander didn't say that out loud. Instead, he gave into the temptation of kissing the hand he's holding. His lips landed on boney knuckles, and he felt his beloved flinched.
Golden eyes widened in shock, but Raxithak didn't pull away. The prince grinned as his green eyes met golden ones.
"What..." Slowly, Xith pulled his hands out of his roommate's grip. "Was that for?"
"Xith, my buddy, my pal..." Alexander chuckled as he took in the sight of red on his beloved's face. "You can't just say you support a man's hopes and dreams no matter what and not expect him to be happy with you."
The teen in front of him grunted, his face still flustered, and the prince clicked his tongue. "You know what, I won't investigate the little princess. How about we have a little fun, buddy?"
"What do you mean?"
Instead of replying in words, Xan grinned and channeled his mana into his broom.
