Sure... if that's what you need, [Noctis nods, slowly leading Prompto to the bed. It's messy because Noct is not exactly a peaceful sleeper when he's by himself. He helps Prompto slip off the jacket and a belt (it's uncomfortable laying down with that) and slowly nudges him to lay down first.
If anyone needs to apologize more, it's Noctis. And he realizes that when he sees Prompto's face right before he joins him under the covers. This... is not something he wants to see again. And yet, he'll be the one to cause it in the future. His gut clenches painfully, but he ignores it and shuffles forward when he lays down, wrapping both of his hands around Prompto, resting his chin atop of his head.]
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If anyone needs to apologize more, it's Noctis. And he realizes that when he sees Prompto's face right before he joins him under the covers. This... is not something he wants to see again. And yet, he'll be the one to cause it in the future. His gut clenches painfully, but he ignores it and shuffles forward when he lays down, wrapping both of his hands around Prompto, resting his chin atop of his head.]
I'm here...