[Prompto curls into Ignis' arms, humming in contentment.] Can I ask you something? How long have you, like...wanted to be with me?
[He remembers Ignis telling him he had feelings for him, back when they'd been trapped under the mistletoe. But what he can't figure out is when those feelings started. Had he missed the signs?]
[ Ignis holds Prompto close to him and hms softly at the question.
He knows his answer, even if it taken him a while to untangle those feelings then. ]
When I was taking care of you, it honestly scared me to find you out in the cold like that. [ Then he'd found out that Noctis had gotten hurt; almost died no less, then Gladio had arrived shortly after that. Things were hectic for a while. The mistletoe had gotten him to open up.
Arriving here in this world has given him a break from life, things were rush rush back home on Eos after Altissia. There was no room to breath there. But on this world? It's given him time to reflect on what Prom did for him back on Eos. ]
It was my birthday when I felt myself falling in love with you. It took time to untangle those feelings.
[It's seems like ages ago that he'd sleep-walked out into the cold, though really it only been a handful of months. And the birthday party - that was almost two months ago. It sends a warm feeling through him, to know he'd been loved for that long, even if he didn't know it.
[He huffs, amused, as he's pulled into a new position. He folds his arms over Ignis' chest, tangles their legs together. His reply is a soft hum of assent.]
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[He remembers Ignis telling him he had feelings for him, back when they'd been trapped under the mistletoe. But what he can't figure out is when those feelings started. Had he missed the signs?]
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He knows his answer, even if it taken him a while to untangle those feelings then. ]
When I was taking care of you, it honestly scared me to find you out in the cold like that. [ Then he'd found out that Noctis had gotten hurt; almost died no less, then Gladio had arrived shortly after that. Things were hectic for a while. The mistletoe had gotten him to open up.
Arriving here in this world has given him a break from life, things were rush rush back home on Eos after Altissia. There was no room to breath there. But on this world? It's given him time to reflect on what Prom did for him back on Eos. ]
It was my birthday when I felt myself falling in love with you. It took time to untangle those feelings.
I love you for who you are, Prompto.
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He can't help the grin.]
That's good. I don't know how to be anyone else.
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Don't change for anyone, Prom.
[ He shifts a bit, pulling Prompto with him, rolling his boyfriend on top of him. He gets his arm back around Prom, squeezing him tighter. ]
Comfortable?
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[He huffs, amused, as he's pulled into a new position. He folds his arms over Ignis' chest, tangles their legs together. His reply is a soft hum of assent.]
Are you? I'm not too heavy?