“Will y’all be having dessert today?” the waitress asked as she cleared their plates.
Courfeyrac smiled expectantly across the table at Feuilly, who tried not to blush.
“Nothing for me,” he said, turning his own polite smile up at her.
“Blasphemer,” Courfeyrac stage-whispered, grinning at the waitress when she laughed. “I’d like the churros, please.”
Feuilly felt a twitch of wanting; he hadn’t had churros in years, but even being in a sit-down restaurant was a splurge. Dessert would be overdoing it.
“I saw that,” Courfeyrac said, and Feuilly could feel his stomach sinking. “Come on, you so want some. Treat. Yo. Self.”
“N-no,” Feuilly insisted. “I’m really too full, honest. I’d never be able to finish them.”
“Fine, fine. You can have some of mine.”
“Oh, that’s really not –” Feuilly sputtered as the waitress made her way back to the kitchen.
“I insist!” Courfeyrac said grandly. “A good meal just isn’t complete unless you round it out with something sweet.”
Feuilly ducked his head and stifled a series of embarrassing thoughts about Courfeyrac’s presence more than adequately filling the position of “something sweet.”
“Only because you ordered churros,” he relented.
“That’s the spirit!”
bonus: HAYDENS SMILE OMG
Zelos: *is attacked*
Zelos: Lloyd, if you abandon me here, I swear I’ll come back to haunt you!
Lloyd: *singsongs* I have a sudden intense desire to abandon you!
Presea: *saves Zelos*
JFC, Zelos, a hot second ago, you didn’t even want to talk to other men. And LLOYD, WHAT EVEN IS THAT? You WANT him to haunt you forever? ;D
AND I WONDER WHY I USED TO SHIP YOU TWO SO HARD. XD
Les Misérables, Victor Hugo
Vol 2, Book 3
That’s why I’m glad they had you.