[Admittedly he had been the one to start this. Prompto's action had been relatively innocent, something that couldn't have been easily misconstrued. He'd also been the one to escalate it with that little retort.
But Prompto had finished it. A perfect ten. Technical knockout. And it left Noctis speechless for way longer than he wanted to admit, simply staring after Prompto in the dark.
Mostly because he hadn't actually expected any come back at all, past possibly being called a jerk again. And second because -
- because he actually really would want Prompto on top of him and he definitely should not be having those thoughts right now.
So he does his best to shake them away, forcing himself to focus enough to catch up.]
So your heavy ass can crush me? I don't think so dude.
[There we go. Perfect. Nothing suspicious about how long that took at all.]
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But Prompto had finished it. A perfect ten. Technical knockout. And it left Noctis speechless for way longer than he wanted to admit, simply staring after Prompto in the dark.
Mostly because he hadn't actually expected any come back at all, past possibly being called a jerk again. And second because -
- because he actually really would want Prompto on top of him and he definitely should not be having those thoughts right now.
So he does his best to shake them away, forcing himself to focus enough to catch up.]
So your heavy ass can crush me? I don't think so dude.
[There we go. Perfect. Nothing suspicious about how long that took at all.]