[ maybe it's fine, maybe they deserve this, or maybe more like they need this — this quiet moment to just sort of laugh, and be happy, and not feel so bad about being happy.
lance is jostled as prompto throws an arm around him, unable to keep the small laughter from spilling out of his mouth, his sheepish expression from growing into something wide, almost giddy. ]
I dunno if I really had anything to do with it...
[ granted, he supposes he made the first official move, and kind of ushered them along into ~official territory~ but it still feels like it was all wildly out of his hands, like it all just sort of. fell into his lap.
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lance is jostled as prompto throws an arm around him, unable to keep the small laughter from spilling out of his mouth, his sheepish expression from growing into something wide, almost giddy. ]
I dunno if I really had anything to do with it...
[ granted, he supposes he made the first official move, and kind of ushered them along into ~official territory~ but it still feels like it was all wildly out of his hands, like it all just sort of. fell into his lap.
not literally of course... ]
It kind of just. Happened. But — thanks...