[ he huffs out a breath, almost immediately arching into the touch as he presses even closer. prompto slides his arms around his neck, poised just right as he considers dipping forward to kiss him, but there's a pause, staring at him like he's just said something crazy. ]
Seriously?! [ shit. he hadn't meant to yell that, ducking a little in case someone happens to look their way. ] What other stuff can you do?
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Seriously?! [ shit. he hadn't meant to yell that, ducking a little in case someone happens to look their way. ] What other stuff can you do?