but he doesn't quite say that. mostly because he doesn't really know how to say it. noct is bad with words—actions, those are slightly easier.
slightly.
and he's nervous, but even still, he pulls away one of his hands... only to bring it up and lightly brush the back of it against milla's cheek, brushing her hair back.
it's tentative, it's gentle, and what follows is him closing the gap between them, lightly and briefly pressing his lips to hers. it's incredible chaste and barely lasts long enough to be considered much of anything at all—
and then noctis steps back slightly, averting his gaze.
he tried?]
...Not exactly what a king should be doing with the Lord of Spirits.
[that's why he's apologizing, especially because... he kind of just did it. on his own.
(and now he's terribly embarrassed because he actually did the thing and he absolutely. you know, should not have?)]
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[he's gonna do it!
that's why.
but he doesn't quite say that. mostly because he doesn't really know how to say it. noct is bad with words—actions, those are slightly easier.
slightly.
and he's nervous, but even still, he pulls away one of his hands... only to bring it up and lightly brush the back of it against milla's cheek, brushing her hair back.
it's tentative, it's gentle, and what follows is him closing the gap between them, lightly and briefly pressing his lips to hers. it's incredible chaste and barely lasts long enough to be considered much of anything at all—
and then noctis steps back slightly, averting his gaze.
he tried?]
...Not exactly what a king should be doing with the Lord of Spirits.
[that's why he's apologizing, especially because... he kind of just did it. on his own.
(and now he's terribly embarrassed because he actually did the thing and he absolutely. you know, should not have?)]