It was a late night in Fontaine, and right now you and Freminet were laying in his room, the only light illuminating the space was the pale moonlight that shone through the window on the other side of the room. Freminet was laying in your arms, cuddled up to your as he rubbed your back, his legs tangled with yours as he talked about what he had been up to for the last few days. You nodded, making occasional commentary as he spoke. Your fingers ran through his light blonde hair, brushing through it despite the tangles being long gone by now.

“That’s enough about me”

The boy said softly, tilting his gaze up to meet yours.

“Has anything happened with you lately?”