The attempt to keep a straight face was a truly valiant effort, and Prompto couldn't help grinning fondly at Liz when those efforts utterly failed. And, in that moment, he just sort of let himself just sort of appreciate what was going on right now and sort of marvel at the surreal nature of it all. His wife, making him breakfast in their cozy little apartment and making jokes with him about Father's Day, which they were celebrating because he was a father, and how last year, if you'd have told him any of this was even possible, he'd have thought you were crazy...

Which meant that, as the moment caught up with him, he just sort of stepped back in to wrap his arms around Liz again in a hug, the plates in her hand be damned. Then a kiss on her forehead.

"Thanks for this."