painedprinceā:
āYeah, well- Youāre my crybaby?ā He rubbed his back.Ā āAs long as itās⦠happy tears, I think Iāll be able to handle it.ā
āNope. Or, well⦠I guess I wouldnāt put it past you.ā Noctis laughed.
āHow about- after the weekās up, we go on a date? Sound good? Anything you want.ā
"Wow, your very own crybaby. Aren't you lucky?" he teased at his own expense. Dropping his hand to rest on Noctis's waist, Prompto hummed. "Don't worry. Doubt it'll be anything but happy tears with you." He couldn't imagine anything else. Noctis was good to him, much too good for the tears to be anything but happy.
"Anything I want, huh? Sounds like you don't want to be in charge of planning." Yet another tease. "I don't know of anything else but like, the arcade or ice cream or whatever. Not like I've had to think of dates before."












