Well... we've never come out and said it, y'know? Like, the L word or even boyfriends or whatever. It was just fun, I suppose? I don't know why I'm obsessing. It's not even that important! It was just a dumb thing to say to get a laugh.
Noct stared at Prompto once he opened the door. He was a little embarrassed because he was dressed in sweats, but he was way more flustered because of the whole confession thing.
Prompto looked up, hair damp and hanging in his eyes, his hands were on his knees... He was doing his best to catch his breath, only for it to be stolen a second later when he looked up at Noct.
He didn't think. Refused to think, because if he thought about what he was going to do he'd only chicken out and run away with a screamed 'sorry, bro!' slung over his shoulder. But since he wasn't thinking he was able to move forward instead. His hands lifted from his knees, his body straightened up. Prompto reached for Noct's face, cupping it as he moved in and pressed his lips to Nocts.
First or second or hundredth, Prompto didn't care. He stepped closer and as he did so he gentled the kiss some, softened it. Then he smiled. The smile became a grin and then quiet laughter against those princely lips.
"Hi... Sorry I took so long." He breathed, finally greeting Noct.
Why was it that phrase that brought tears to his eyes? He held on to Prompto, letting the tears flow. He couldn't put how he felt into words, but he hoped the fact what he wasn't letting go would convey enough for him.
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... I guess there's that. Wow. Um... That sucks.
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Well... we've never come out and said it, y'know? Like, the L word or even boyfriends or whatever. It was just fun, I suppose? I don't know why I'm obsessing. It's not even that important! It was just a dumb thing to say to get a laugh.
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And it stops being fun when one person is in deep, but the other isn't.
Do I need to talk to this guy?
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He doesn't deserve you.
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... Do you?
Do you?!
Since when? I... did I know you felt like that?
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Are you serious?
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I wouldn't mess with you like that.
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[And that was pretty much the last message Noct would get for a while.
Until a panting and dishevelled blonde comes knocking at his door.
Did he run all the way? Maybe...]
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"Um...hey."
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He didn't think. Refused to think, because if he thought about what he was going to do he'd only chicken out and run away with a screamed 'sorry, bro!' slung over his shoulder. But since he wasn't thinking he was able to move forward instead. His hands lifted from his knees, his body straightened up. Prompto reached for Noct's face, cupping it as he moved in and pressed his lips to Nocts.
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He found himself overly aware of his arms, and fumbled for a moment before resting his hands on Prompto's hips and returning the kiss.
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"Hi... Sorry I took so long." He breathed, finally greeting Noct.
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