"Hey Sephy, guess what! Its National Kissing day!" Grabbing onto the silver locks that cascaded down the Generals face flawlessly, he tugs rather harshly as he beckons the taller male to bend over to his height. It was always difficult to talk to the other with such a drastic height difference sometimes. Moving to gain extra length as he stands on the tips of toes, he smirks as he places his lips on the corner of Sephiroths mouth. Even the General wasn't safe from todays affection of love!
“What--” And that was utterly the end of his question, curiosity piqued as he was pulled down and then... well. An unexpected action took place, to say the least.
Possibly as unexpected as the silence which followed, surprisingly few responses roaming around his thoughts. For a long moment, he searched Prompto’s eyes as thoroughly as he searched for words.
Finally, he decided to say what his heart, his gut, wanted him to say. The truest impression he had of the blond’s sudden affection. “How many people did you stab and do you need a lawyer.”