@huemarred ;; continued
When Noctis actually agreed and accepted his hand, Prompto was a little surprised that he’d fallen for it. He’d honestly expected him to let go as soon as he realized what happened, but instead, he just kept holding his hand.
He felt his face heat up as Noct began laughing at what was intended to be a joke. He’s sure that’s why he’s laughing, but the intimacy was more than he’d been expecting.
It takes him a moment to realize that he’s saying something, and another for what he said to actually register. Clearing his throat and swinging their arms slightly, he smiled widely, hoping Noct wouldn’t be able to see how nervous he was now. “If ya needed a hand, all you had to do was ask.”








