[ Noctis almost hears a literal record scratch to that response. ]
It’s coo—?
[ Promoto steals his lips before he can fully repeat that, but he still manages to laugh into his mouth. Clearly, Prompto is too wasted to even articulate himself properly. Which doesn’t bother Noctis in the slightest, so he kisses Prompto in return. It’s sweet, caring, but that’s only about a minute before Noctis finds himself doing most of the mouth movement here.
He hums, breaking the kiss and noticing that Prompto is basically out. Noct smiles thoughtfully, brushing Prompto’s bangs from his eyes and pressing a kiss between them. ]
G’night, babe.
[ And yes, he takes off Prompto’s shoes himself and tucks him in. ]
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It’s coo—?
[ Promoto steals his lips before he can fully repeat that, but he still manages to laugh into his mouth. Clearly, Prompto is too wasted to even articulate himself properly. Which doesn’t bother Noctis in the slightest, so he kisses Prompto in return. It’s sweet, caring, but that’s only about a minute before Noctis finds himself doing most of the mouth movement here.
He hums, breaking the kiss and noticing that Prompto is basically out. Noct smiles thoughtfully, brushing Prompto’s bangs from his eyes and pressing a kiss between them. ]
G’night, babe.
[ And yes, he takes off Prompto’s shoes himself and tucks him in. ]