[ despite all the time they've spent together since clive's return to eos, prompto gets into his head about it. about them, about why. about whether or not this is something he should be doing or if clive would be better off with someone else. someone more capable and better equipped to handle the situations they come across. because he struggles—constantly. not because he isn't well-attuned to battle or nearly escaping death or sleeping in a tent, but because he hasn't crossed the threshold of telling clive anything about himself.
the truth.
the real reason he'd rather avoid magitek troops or go anywhere near niflheim when at all possible. (at least the excuse of too much cold and snow has kept them far from the other side of the continent.)
and he debates the necessity of it constantly, worrying at his lower lip when they travel or toying with his clothes or his gloves or any other part of him that isn't actually, well, part of him. he's even thinking about it by the time they decide to call it a night, renting out one of the campers on the side of the road since they're still a day or so from any real town with an actual hotel. it's small and cramped, but the closeness of it seems to help distract him.
it's only when he's finally half-asleep and tucked up against clive that he finds the courage to voice his thoughts. ]
Hey. [ hopefully, clive's not already asleep. ] Do you like being here? I mean, uh... with me?
[ they sure are going to have the relationship talk in the middle of the night. ]
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the truth.
the real reason he'd rather avoid magitek troops or go anywhere near niflheim when at all possible. (at least the excuse of too much cold and snow has kept them far from the other side of the continent.)
and he debates the necessity of it constantly, worrying at his lower lip when they travel or toying with his clothes or his gloves or any other part of him that isn't actually, well, part of him. he's even thinking about it by the time they decide to call it a night, renting out one of the campers on the side of the road since they're still a day or so from any real town with an actual hotel. it's small and cramped, but the closeness of it seems to help distract him.
it's only when he's finally half-asleep and tucked up against clive that he finds the courage to voice his thoughts. ]
Hey. [ hopefully, clive's not already asleep. ] Do you like being here? I mean, uh... with me?
[ they sure are going to have the relationship talk in the middle of the night. ]