-puts fake spiders in his hair, the wind conventionally blows through the silver locks- "This is halloween!! I am the wind blowing through your hair!!!"
He felt something either being poured over his head or thrown on his hair–
The first instinct was understandable: tension and a slight widening of eyes as he saw what very clearly looked like spiders. Except. He mercifully quickly noticed that some were black and some were orange.
And then, of course, there was Prompto. And everything rather suddenly made sense.
Sephiroth almost managed to smile sweetly… except that it was definitely not quite whole and definitely not honest, catching the other man’s arm and tugging him closer. “No, you are the blond who is going to pick all of the spiders out of my hair.” He corrected.
Then sighed a moment later. “Maybe I’ll buy you a pumpkin spice latte afterward.”











