[if only dante remembered that prompto doesn't really lock his door... regardless, it's lucky that dante does get to find prompto in his apartment. having recently returned from a jog around the block with rufus, he answers the door still dressed in his jogging gear--sweat dampening his shirt and placing a sheen over his face and arms.]
[(at least being able to go about jogging means his nose is fine now)]
[the surprise in his eyes as they widen, dante's name at the tip of his tongue, goes by unnoticed as the other is turned away. the bag secured on his arms, prompto looks down and then back up.]
[after what had happened, he didn't expect dante to go out of his way to see him. but it doesn't mean prompto hadn't rehearsed in his mind what he would say when he ran into dante, again.]
[so, steeling himself, his expression is stony for how open and inviting prompto tends to be. at the very least he isn't slamming the door on dante's face.]
...you're my friend. I don't go around calling people that lightly.
[and since prompto is always painfully open about his feelings]
Re: 4/4
[(at least being able to go about jogging means his nose is fine now)]
[the surprise in his eyes as they widen, dante's name at the tip of his tongue, goes by unnoticed as the other is turned away. the bag secured on his arms, prompto looks down and then back up.]
[after what had happened, he didn't expect dante to go out of his way to see him. but it doesn't mean prompto hadn't rehearsed in his mind what he would say when he ran into dante, again.]
[so, steeling himself, his expression is stony for how open and inviting prompto tends to be. at the very least he isn't slamming the door on dante's face.]
...you're my friend. I don't go around calling people that lightly.
[and since prompto is always painfully open about his feelings]
You really hurt me.