[Noct's a bit winded and out of breath but smiling nonetheless. His hands wrap tightly around Prompto's waist, foreheads touching gently when he leans in a bit.]
I've been told, [he replies cheekily. Also, he promised- he's never one to break a promise given.]
Do I look tired to you? [He's wide awake and aware of every little details on Prompto's face.]
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I've been told, [he replies cheekily. Also, he promised- he's never one to break a promise given.]
Do I look tired to you? [He's wide awake and aware of every little details on Prompto's face.]