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prompto argentum

hey hey hey! can't get to you right now but i will soon as i get the chance! 📸

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[kittycaterer]

[ He's got the strongest suspicion that Prompto will be falling asleep any second now. The medicine he's on surely makes him ridiculously drowsy, and with how he's damn-near dead weight on Noctis, he seems comfortable. He doesn't at all stop running his fingers through Prompto's hair, and he softly smiles when his friend struggles to speak. ]

Hah.

[ The chuckle is soft and meek. Noctis feels his face flush. ]

Anytime.

[ He can't help but enjoy this. Noctis feels this odd wave of comfort and care wash through him, the slightest pang to his chest because it's not the first time they've been this close, but something about this position seems heavier. And maybe it's just him, but he's oddly happy with this. Careful as he is. Noctis allows his other arm to drape around Prompto, holding him close.

"You really need to think about it. Before someone gets hurt..."

He thinks about that advice a lot. Thinks about Ardyn's warning a lot. There have been plenty who seem to know there is something different about the bond he and Prompto share, and even if he's somewhat scared to follow through on the encouragement many have given him? He's terrified it'll make things weird.

Still...

In this moment, in the warmth and silence that follows Noctis comforting his friend and holding him? He feels the slightest sliver of strength to let the next words fall out: ]

Hey... Prompto?

[ He's probably asleep. Noctis isn't even certain he'll be able to say it. ]

[mercurio]

[the arm draped over him doesn't feel like anything except warm comfort; the dull sounds and the even breathing--]

[prompto jolts awake slightly when noctis speaks up. he mumbles something incoherent, squirming slightly on his side, but he doesn't do a general effort to move away from where he is.]

Hmm? Yeah?

[he's not all there]

[kittycaterer]

[ There's a brief moment that Noctis lifts up his hand from Prompto's back and hair, feeling him shift about, and the last thing he wants to do is make it awkward. What if this is too much? What if this makes him too obvious? ]

Ah...

[ It appears to be a false alarm. But Noctis retracts in on himself quick when that confidence immediately leaves him. Despite his hands resting back on Prompto's back and head, he shakes his head. ]

Mm.

Nothing. It's not important.

[ He can't say it. Not yet. And instead, he simply continues to pet Prompto's hair. His gaze shifts to the side, a bit dejected and disappointed in himself. ]

Just get some rest.

[mercurio]

[prompto stretches his legs, making a small whistled out sound from between his teeth. it's a soft sound, as he accommodates himself again comfortably. just get some rest, says noctis, and prompto, in his sleepy, sick-dazed mind, takes it as permission and a word of authority to simply... rest]

[his eyes close and his shoulders relax, breathing evening out.]

[he needs the rest]

[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis doesn't move when Prompto does, wanting to make sure he's as comfortable as possible. And once he's settled, he'll let his arm rest against his friend. It's... Nice. Being this close, feeling Prompto's steadied breathing. He's warm and his hair is soft.

Gods, he just...

The more he looks at him, the stronger those feelings get. Noctis feels as though his heart is swelling, and it's painful because as much as he wants Prompto to know, he just can't say it.

Noctis notes the telltale sign of sleep by Prompto's heavy breathing and the way he seems to give way against him. He idly reaches forward for a moment, pulling the blanket over them so Prompto can sleep in comfortable warmth. A glimpse of Prompto's face, sleeping and relaxed, and his stomach twists.

He wants to tell him so badly...

A tilt of his head truly confirms that he's asleep, and Noctis knows it's a risk but he has to try. Maybe if he just...

Noctis closes his eyes, speaking quietly and softly. Only speaking because he's certain Prompto won't hear. ]

I think...

I think I'm falling for you. And I'm sorry...