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[ Noctis smiles into the kiss for a moment, basking in it, so glad to see Prompto after a whole day of being without him. It has the same effect on him as it had the first time, forcing him to see stars and feel his stomach flutter.

He jolts to the brave sucking on his lip, making a surprised, yet soft noise to it. Noctis’ face heats up, and he can’t help he way his hand tightens at Prompto’s shirt. ]

Ah, I—

Kinda... Rushed out the door. Am I really that cold?

Kinda, but I were you I'd still worry about getting sick with the changin' weather.

[he leans back onto his chair, hand lingering over arm connecting to the hand holding tight to his shirt]

[noctis' health issues and all]

Bet the car's got a heating system for the chairs though, huh? [he turns towards the dashboard, gently letting go of noctis' hand to mess around with the electronic pad] Wanna be all warm and cozy.

Yeah, I know...

[ He’s stopped being stubborn about his condition with Prompto. Fully aware that he easily worries, and Noctis somehow feels a responsibility more so now to take better care of himself. It’s weird. ]

Go for it. There’s heaters on the bottom and back of the seats.

[ Noctis backs out and begins driving out of the parking garage. With a slight flush over his nose, he starts: ]

I uh...

Made a few appointments with a doctor here. To start seeing someone regularly again. Haven’t really done that since I left London. I’ll get my prescriptions refilled and look into some sort of ongoing treatment for the pain.

[ Which Prompto should know Noctis has been “unintentionally” neglecting. ]

[prompto's playing around with the electronic settings of the car, happily reclining once the heat starts kicking onto the seats and setting his bag down comfortably by his legs, when noctis starts talking about doctors and treatments]

[his expression is surprised, momentarily, but then he smiles]

Dude, whatever you need. I'll be with you every step of the way, y'know that, right?

[ Noctis softly smiles, gaze only shifting to Prompto for a brief moment with his eyes having to focus on the road. ]

Yeah. I know.

[ And, to that, he tentatively reaches over to take Prompto’s hand. Sentimental all while trying to act cool. It’s true that Prompto is the one he’s doing this for. Not him. Well, he is... But Prompto being worried is just not something Noctis wants. Especially not now.

In the meantime, he drives one-handed, headed towards their mutually shared favorite of a fast food joint. ]

Thanks, by the way.

Don't thank me yet.

[he says softly, amusement in his voice. his eyes are stuck on their joined hands and at noctis' apparent aloofness towards it (because he's driving), not being able to help just how giddy he feels. this is incredibly romantic for the once-single prompto.]

[when he looks up at noctis again, it's with slightly unrestrained adoration.]

[prompto is so stupidly in love, now that he's sorted out his feelings]

We were a team before, we're still a team now, right? Don't gotta tell me twice where to stand.

[ There’s this comforting warmth that Noctis feels whenever their hands join together, something far more comforting and loving than what he’s used to. It’s not as if they haven’t held hands before, but this carries so much more to it. It piles atop the devoted friendship they have, the feelings that come with it, and stack with this overwhelming feeling of love...

Because Noctis is absolutely certain he’s in love with Prompto. He can’t see himself with anyone else, and when he catches Prompto’s overwhelmingly affectionate gaze? His heart throbs, and he can’t help the bashful smile. Noctis squeezes his hand, gently tugging it towards his lips, where he brushes a kiss along the knuckles as they pull into the drive thru. ]

Side by side til the end, no matter what.

[ He keeps that hand for now. ]

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