[Puts head on the other’s shoulder] @prompto !
𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ♡ / @chaerum !
a sudden warmth presses into his side, causing prompto to look over. and there was noct -- he -- oh, wow, okay, this sure is happening to him right now, huh ? the gaze in his eyes soften the moment he sees how calm noctis looks, leaning against him, and prompto decides : screw it. he tilts his head just enough to be resting on noctis’ own, closes his eyes and tries his best to just breathe.













