[ From the moment she turns, makes eye-contact, and starts towards him, Noctis feels his heart seize in his chest. It's almost enough to keep him from stepping forward to meet her, his feet weighing him down, body gone heavy and slow all over. It can't be real, because it feels too good to be. He didn't want to hope that Luna would be back here someday.
The second she touches him, his hand is over hers, and he huffs a quiet laugh as relief washes over him like a warm breeze. His voice probably sounds rough, but if he's called out on it, he'd blame it on the champagne. ]
I missed you.
[ Things like that are usually hard for him to say, but the words come easy on the exhale. Every cell in his body missed her, and every one wants to welcome her back now. He doesn't want to admit that he's counted the days, that he still hesitated with every step into his bedroom at night, thinking one day she might be there waiting, impossibly. And now she's right here in front of him, her hand under his, and his other hand comes up to tilt up her chin, and he leans in to kiss her like it's the most natural thing in the world, because for him, for them, a couple months ago, it was. There aren't any tears he's holding back, no regret that isn't deeply buried by now. What happened in Altissia is a memory far away from his mind. ]
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The second she touches him, his hand is over hers, and he huffs a quiet laugh as relief washes over him like a warm breeze. His voice probably sounds rough, but if he's called out on it, he'd blame it on the champagne. ]
I missed you.
[ Things like that are usually hard for him to say, but the words come easy on the exhale. Every cell in his body missed her, and every one wants to welcome her back now. He doesn't want to admit that he's counted the days, that he still hesitated with every step into his bedroom at night, thinking one day she might be there waiting, impossibly. And now she's right here in front of him, her hand under his, and his other hand comes up to tilt up her chin, and he leans in to kiss her like it's the most natural thing in the world, because for him, for them, a couple months ago, it was. There aren't any tears he's holding back, no regret that isn't deeply buried by now. What happened in Altissia is a memory far away from his mind. ]