The Apartment Above the Photo Hut - Sunday Morning

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Yesterday Prompto had come round as they had planned for and had ended up staying for dinner, following that, that had led to an awkward invitation to stay the night. That invitation had taken a lot of stammering and blushing and the offer for Prompto to stay with her while she slept so that’s she’d be able to get some rest.

When Liz woke up Sunday morning, she blinked a lot, realising she was in bed, Prompto’s arm around her.

At first she was a bit confused but then realised she had just slept for eight hours. It was the most sleep she had gotten in ages.

She wasn’t sure whether she should move and wake him, so she lay there for a bit longer.

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The nuzzling was nice and Liz didn’t necessarily want that to stop, so she waited a few more moments.”hey,” she said softly.

That was a pretty good indication, Prompto wasn’t where he thought he was right?

[hashtag_chocobro]

Nuzzling wasn't usually a part of Prompto's Fandom wake-up routine, but it did happen sometimes (more times than Prompto would be willing to admit, really). But the body he was nuzzling into now definitely didn't feel anything like Ignis.

And that definitely didn't sound anything like him either.

Prompto gave a slightly confused grunt before blinking himself into a little more awareness, a little more wakefulness, and everything fell into place.

Which meant he was now not just nuzzling into Liz's shoulder, but grinning into it, too, and pressing a kiss there as his arm tightened around her in a light squeeze.

"Hi," he answered back.

[flamesburned]

Liz grinned as she placed her hand on his arm, as he gave her shoulder a squeeze.

She gave a smile as she turned her head slightly to look back at him.

“Morning,” she said with a grin, she was looking a lot better than she had a while, she was still tired but she didn’t feel as bad as she had been. “This is nice,” she said softly.

[hashtag_chocobro]

"Mmmmm."

Because sometimes, you really didn't need words. Just a soft, content, and agreeing hum seemed more than enough to suffice, especially since that meant more energy to just snuggle in and appreciate it.

Eventually, though, Prompto did ask, "Sleep okay?"

As if he hadn't spent half the night awake making sure that she did. As if it wasn't a big, monumental deal that she actually had.

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Liz nodded, “I think that’s been the longest I’ve slept …without being afraid to,” she told him quietly.

She hesitated, “I forgot what that was like,”

[hashtag_chocobro]

Gods, and then she had to go and say something like that, and all Prompto could think to do was just squeeze a little harder and hope it wasn't too hard.

"I knew," he then murmured into her shoulder, "all that turkey was a good idea."

Yup. Definitely going to credit the tryptophan on this one!

[flamesburned]

Liz let out a laugh, that almost sounded …well normal, it was still a bit tired sounding but compared to how she had been this last week…

“That was really good turkey,” she agreed and then smiled shyly at him, “you being here also helped…thank you,”

[hashtag_chocobro]

Hey, any laugh at this point sas a good laugh, especially an improved on. Prompto was definitely going to take that, even if the rest of it sent his face blazing with a sort of shy awkwardness and the need to skirt away from the idea that he really actually had anything to do with it all.

In spite of the evidence currently wrapped up in his arm.

"Hey," he said, "this has prevented me from being dragged out of bed by a large, shouting man to go work out. I'm pretty sure I'm the one who should be thanking you."

And if that thanks just so happened to come in the form of a kiss? Well, it was kind of a shame that they'd been up this long like this and there hadn't been kissing yet, really...

[flamesburned]

She laughed again, a faint blush giving her cheeks some colour again.

“Well if that’s the case…” she said with a grin. Liz had no objections to kissing as a way being thanked and happily accepted the kiss.

Hopefully it wouldn’t cause said large, shouting man to come yell at her because of it - it would just end up being added to the already long list of things she had to talk about in therapy.

[hashtag_chocobro]

If said large, shouting man decided to go and yell at Liz about anything, then Prompto was definitely going to be shouting back.

But for now, he was just appreciating how this was a million times nicer than his usual Sunday morning, shifting a little to maKe it that much easier to revel in the sleepy, lazy kisses, eventually pulling away with a smile. He lifted his hand to softly brush some rogue strand of hair behind her ear, marvelling a little at the improvement a good night's rest had made for her.

"You're so cute," he murmured, and the almost instantaneous blossoming of pink across his cheeks as soon as he did was a good indication that he may not have entirely meant to say that outloud.

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At first Liz wasn’t sure she had heard him correctly and the blush deepened, it had definitely been a while since her cheeks had been that colour.

“Oh…” which she was pretty sure was not the correct response to that, so she let out a nervous laugh, bit her lip and stared up at him “and you’re very handsome,”

[hashtag_chocobro]

Well, just look at the two of them, probably red enough at this point to be mistaken for tomatoes, and Prompto was pretty sure he could feel his freckles trying to practically pop off his face, with how much they were probably standing out now.

"Yeah, okay," he said, with an awkward, self-depreciating laugh, because he was pretty sure handsome guys didn't turn into splotchy freckled messes like this when they were embarrassed, and clearly, the only step he could take from there was to just kiss her again before she could either a) object to his dismissal or b) realize she was wrong.

[flamesburned]

Liz smiled shyly at him and did open her mouth to say something but then got distracted by the kissing, which was something that Liz had no problems with funnily enough. She very happily returned the kiss.