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( this time, gladio's not even thinking ahead. no thoughts of the future and what may or may not happen between them plague him. maybe later they might, once he's alone again and he darker thoughts around this creep in. but, he's not going to dwell on it then, either. why bother? they have the time with each other now. gladio's very intent on enjoying that to the best of his abilities.

when prompto finally looks at him, not flitting away or peeking through his fingers, gladio looks at him right back. there's not a stitch of embarrassment over anything, he just waits for prompto to get to whatever point he's trying to get to. because he knows there's got to be something coming. he might not know exactly what that is yet, but he figures something must be coming. especially when he starts fiddling with the necklace. when it comes to prompto, gladio can't ever predict what might come out of his mouth -- he's blurted out enough random things that have left gladio scratching his head. but, he'll let him work it out. in the mean time, his hand wanders to just touch prompto anywhere, everywhere he can comfortably reach. just a smoothing of his palm over his side and leg, tracing the tips of his fingers over the sharper edges.

the question finally surfaces and gladio can't help but laugh a little bit. it's a legitimate question, of course. can't really just assume something like that, even after point blank stating your feelings. )

Yeah. I mean, as long as that's what you want, too.

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[ it's still a little strange hearing someone ask what he wants, but he should be used to this by now, especially with gladio and the others. they care, they're friends, and more than that, he's wanted. the feeling is something he's probably never going to really get used to. ]

I wanna be with you. [ he thinks. he hopes that insecurity doesn't come out in his voice. ] You're really cool, y'know? I always have fun when we do stuff together and not just, uh, that kinda stuff either. I really... [ prompto pauses, closing his eyes to try to sort through everything in his head. ] I want to try.

[ and he's going to put so much effort into it that gladio won't even question how he feels. he'll do his best to be honest with him and share things with him and all those other things that people who are together do. it's not like he has the experience, but he doesn't think it matters right now. it has to be different with everyone anyway, and he hums to himself, snuggling even closer to him and nuzzling into that spot just below his jaw. at least the familiarity of this calms him down, and he's so emotionally drained that even thinking about other things isn't on his radar. he just wants to cuddle with gladio and maybe fall asleep like this. ]

Thanks. [ it's a thoughtful murmur, kissing underneath his chin. ]

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( he doesn't want to look at noct leaving like it's a good thing. he won't. it's still too much tied to himself and his selfish feelings. but, if any good could come of it, it's this. if noct hadn't left, who knows how long this might've stretched out with neither one of them saying anything. (which probably would've been forever or until gadio saw something he didn't like and wound up getting jealous, then blurting out his feelings angrily.)

anyway. it's not like gladio has loads of experience to boast about when it comes to relationships. with his job, he's kept everyone at arm's length because they just...don't get that noct will always come first. sometimes, during his low points, he wonders if he even gets it. but, someone like prompto would understand. gladio's pretty sure he'd always come second to noct, too. and that's alright. gladio knows how important that friendship is to both of them and how much it's needed.

when prompto finally settles, gladio gets himself more comfortable too though does his best to not jostle him too much. another quiet laugh works it's way free and he shakes his head in disbelief. gladio pulls back a bit, lifts a hand to prompto's chin to make sure they're looking at each other. prompto doesn't have to meet his eyes, but it's definitely what gladio wants. )

There's nothing to thank me for. That just makes it sound like I'm doing you a favor, and I'm not. Not about ( he lets go to gesture between them. ) this. Got it?