-=eliot feels so warm, and he smells so good. prompto doesn't want to let go, not for a long time. his fingers curl into the fabric of the magician's shirt where they curl around his back.
Yeah... -=nodding, he finally looks up again, managing a small smile=- Yeah, lets go.
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Yeah... -=nodding, he finally looks up again, managing a small smile=- Yeah, lets go.