[Somewhere inside of his brain, the very real and rational thought that this isn't normal for Prompto anymore rears it's ugly head. Maybe this isn't the best way to try and make him feel like everything is okay. Does he even want things to be like they were?
But the habit was so hard for Noctis to break. Especially when he didn't have the aid of Prompto being ripped from him. There had never been anything such as personal space between them. They were always all over each other.]
And we don't have to listen to Gladio snore. [His own arm loops around Prompto's waist and he shifts closer. Just a bit. Just enough so they can make each other in the darkness.] I'm sorry I left you alone, Prom. But I'm here.
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But the habit was so hard for Noctis to break. Especially when he didn't have the aid of Prompto being ripped from him. There had never been anything such as personal space between them. They were always all over each other.]
And we don't have to listen to Gladio snore. [His own arm loops around Prompto's waist and he shifts closer. Just a bit. Just enough so they can make each other in the darkness.] I'm sorry I left you alone, Prom. But I'm here.