[ Even if he's all but sure what his friend's response will be, there's still a moment before Noctis speaks where Prompto's heart draws to a stop. What if he screwed up? What if he waited too long, and this is too much of a trespass for Noctis to overlook? After all, keeping all that to himself wasn't purely selfless. Even after being accepted by his friends once, he was still...afraid, that the second time might be different.
...But it isn't. Doesn't bother me. Prompto releases a breath he didn't realize he was holding, his head dipping down into a nod, warm reassurance spreading through him. He shouldn't have been afraid to tell Noct the truth, either here or there. But now he has, and...nothing has changed, has it?
Bonds like theirs aren't so easily broken. ]
...You sure?
[ But of course he's sure, and Prompto never should have doubted. ]
I just...dunno. Thought it'd be better to let you be happy as long as possible, y'know?
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...But it isn't. Doesn't bother me. Prompto releases a breath he didn't realize he was holding, his head dipping down into a nod, warm reassurance spreading through him. He shouldn't have been afraid to tell Noct the truth, either here or there. But now he has, and...nothing has changed, has it?
Bonds like theirs aren't so easily broken. ]
...You sure?
[ But of course he's sure, and Prompto never should have doubted. ]
I just...dunno. Thought it'd be better to let you be happy as long as possible, y'know?