[Noct's grip on Prompto only tightens when he says that, eyes closed firmly. How... why do people fall in love with him? When they know that stuff like that is only going to bring them the pain when he... leaves. For good. Noct's face is buried in blond hair, heart close to breaking out of his ribcage.
This is Prompto. Prompto. Noct is not sure which feeling is stronger in him- the happiness or the sadness.]
As do I... I like you too...
[More than he should, more than it's allowed. But here, it's fine, right? He's allowed to love him... right?]
sorry for taking so long to respond to this
This is Prompto. Prompto. Noct is not sure which feeling is stronger in him- the happiness or the sadness.]
As do I... I like you too...
[More than he should, more than it's allowed. But here, it's fine, right? He's allowed to love him... right?]