Ravus doesn't know what answer he wants, only that he needs it to be an honest thing he can believe in. Whatever it is, he'll accept it. In the same way he has simply accepted what Prompto is, and how similar it makes them.
So it shouldn't surprise him that Prompto is looking for that same genuine desire, and not the pitiful sympathy one might pass to a beaten dog. He should have known, really.
There's a light sound from Ravus, just the amused exhale of someone letting go of the breath they hadn't realized they'd been holding onto. The silver leans in, and presses his forehead to Prompto's. His hands cradle the blond's face with a measured gentleness, always so mindful of his strength, always so mindful of his wicked claws.
"Then you have my most solemn vow, dear Prompto. I will let you shine your light in my world, and gladly look to its kind glow."
Ravus is not the first to compare Prompto to the bright warmth of the sun; yet the way he describes letting that light in to his world steals the blond's breath right away. His eyes scrunch closed as foreheads touch and clawed hands cradle freckled cheeks. Prompto smiles, beams, shines that light directly to the man before him, right to his heart.
"Wow. That means we're...We're boyfriends then, right? I could just kiss you I'm so hyped!"
So he does. This kiss is long, lingering, lazy and slow, in stark contrast to the boy who is always on the move. This is a way for Prompto to savor this precious moment- the two of them, baring all to one another and accepting it with love, tails twined and bodies embracing close.
"A vow...Just like a knight!!! I give you one right back- I vow to stick by you. Through thick and thin. To look to you as my heart, and my inspiration to keep myself goin'."
The copper tail coiled around the much thicker blue one squeezes and wiggles, a gesture both gentle and pleased that gives away Prompto's happiness just as much as that radiant smile does.
"Sheeeesh! That's never gonna get old, kissing you. But uhm...What..." Prompto's brow knits "what do you want to do? Where do you want to take all this...?"
If it's with Ravus, Prompto is pretty sure he would be happy with anything.
Ravus is about to give him verbal permission if he dares hesitate after speaking so wistfully. He has, after all, promised to be Prompto's courage. Thankfully, there's no need, and he's left gently savoring the blond's mouth against his own.
When they draw apart, Ravus takes the time to kiss across his cheeks. Charting across his freckles like a map of tiny stars. Contentment shines in his mismatched eyes, and he gives a brief nod. Boyfriends, yes, he supposes they are.
As to the question, Ravus isn't exactly experienced enough to have a proper answer. What he can do is offer his willingness to see anything and everything through, though.
“Wherever it takes us, I will be content. But, if my limited knowledge can be trusted, I think a date would be a good early stepping stone, no?”
Prompto cannot help but beam joyously at the kisses along his cheeks, basking in the attention that he adores so much. It hits a special way, especially for someone who thinks so little of himself so often. It sends his heart beating, makes all the love wrap around him with warmth. Ravus loves so genuinely, without hesitation, and there is nothing Prompto could possibly do to anxiety himself out of it. He is vulnerable here, baring everything...and feeling safe. That in and of itself is dearly special.
"Mmmm, a date? Yeah...Sounds fun to me! Just what can we do around here...No arcades to game at or anythin'." Prompto hums, his tail twitching along with the thoughtful sound, though it remains twined with Ravus'. "Oh!"
What is more intimate than sharing a hobby or a passion? Not much, in Prompto's humblest of opinions.
"What if I show you how to do some leatherworking!? You seem to like plants a lot, we could make dye and work on tooling for a little. Been picking it up here and there to keep myself from going stir-crazy without tech to play with. I feel like you probably didn't get much time to do that sort of thing before- now we both have plenty of it. Together."
Ravus tilts his head one way, and then the other. He thinks Prompto means he’s never had time for hobbies by that sentiment. And he’d be mostly right. Even as a child, his interests had typically been practical or what most would consider too boring to really be hobbies. Training and reading, occasionally learning flashy knife tricks to irresponsibly show off to his younger sister. Nothing that inspired much creativity.
“I should warn you, I am not what one might call an artist.” Ravus looks a touch sheepish admitting it, worried it could very well disappoint someone that clearly has creative outlets. “But I should have no issue creating whatever dyes you might like to have. The abundance of flora and berries in this area with incredible pigmentation is extraordinary. It’s a bit like Tenebrae’s wild forests.”
...Oh. Prompto thinks Ravus is really pretty cute when he tilts his head like that...Like a big dog. A wolf, maybe.
Lucky for Ravus, Prompto happens to love to teach, especially when it has to do with his hobbies or creativity. To share his own passion with a loved one really is an integral part of his love language.
"Hey, everyone can make something! They just need the chance and a lil' push. That's where I come in right?! I love to teach. Dyes are a perfect idea- we can look at some plants together! Plus I can show you how to tool designs...!" He gets visibly excited now, eyes shimmering. He plants a kiss square on Ravus' forehead. "Where do you wanna meet?"
Ravus makes a soft sound when he's kissed on the forehead. Not of complaint, but a sort of mildly confused noise - he's not used to this sort of open affection. He blinks, and then offers a tiny smile in turn.
"My cabin, I suppose. It would be easiest to press the dye without having to move the plants. Many of them are rather delicate." He's still not so sure about making anything, but it can't hurt to try. Especially not if it would please Prompto so much, and the boy does seem utterly delighted by the idea.
"But we're ahead of ourselves. We should dry and dress ourselves first. Lest your grand plans run away from you before you've even put pants on."
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So it shouldn't surprise him that Prompto is looking for that same genuine desire, and not the pitiful sympathy one might pass to a beaten dog. He should have known, really.
There's a light sound from Ravus, just the amused exhale of someone letting go of the breath they hadn't realized they'd been holding onto. The silver leans in, and presses his forehead to Prompto's. His hands cradle the blond's face with a measured gentleness, always so mindful of his strength, always so mindful of his wicked claws.
"Then you have my most solemn vow, dear Prompto. I will let you shine your light in my world, and gladly look to its kind glow."
"Wow. That means we're...We're boyfriends then, right? I could just kiss you I'm so hyped!"
So he does. This kiss is long, lingering, lazy and slow, in stark contrast to the boy who is always on the move. This is a way for Prompto to savor this precious moment- the two of them, baring all to one another and accepting it with love, tails twined and bodies embracing close.
"A vow...Just like a knight!!! I give you one right back- I vow to stick by you. Through thick and thin. To look to you as my heart, and my inspiration to keep myself goin'."
The copper tail coiled around the much thicker blue one squeezes and wiggles, a gesture both gentle and pleased that gives away Prompto's happiness just as much as that radiant smile does.
"Sheeeesh! That's never gonna get old, kissing you. But uhm...What..." Prompto's brow knits "what do you want to do? Where do you want to take all this...?"
If it's with Ravus, Prompto is pretty sure he would be happy with anything.
When they draw apart, Ravus takes the time to kiss across his cheeks. Charting across his freckles like a map of tiny stars. Contentment shines in his mismatched eyes, and he gives a brief nod. Boyfriends, yes, he supposes they are.
As to the question, Ravus isn't exactly experienced enough to have a proper answer. What he can do is offer his willingness to see anything and everything through, though.
“Wherever it takes us, I will be content. But, if my limited knowledge can be trusted, I think a date would be a good early stepping stone, no?”
Leatherwork and ....SURPRISE BASEBALL
"Mmmm, a date? Yeah...Sounds fun to me! Just what can we do around here...No arcades to game at or anythin'." Prompto hums, his tail twitching along with the thoughtful sound, though it remains twined with Ravus'. "Oh!"
What is more intimate than sharing a hobby or a passion? Not much, in Prompto's humblest of opinions.
"What if I show you how to do some leatherworking!? You seem to like plants a lot, we could make dye and work on tooling for a little. Been picking it up here and there to keep myself from going stir-crazy without tech to play with. I feel like you probably didn't get much time to do that sort of thing before- now we both have plenty of it. Together."
Re: Leatherwork and ....SURPRISE BASEBALL
“I should warn you, I am not what one might call an artist.” Ravus looks a touch sheepish admitting it, worried it could very well disappoint someone that clearly has creative outlets. “But I should have no issue creating whatever dyes you might like to have. The abundance of flora and berries in this area with incredible pigmentation is extraordinary. It’s a bit like Tenebrae’s wild forests.”
Lucky for Ravus, Prompto happens to love to teach, especially when it has to do with his hobbies or creativity. To share his own passion with a loved one really is an integral part of his love language.
"Hey, everyone can make something! They just need the chance and a lil' push. That's where I come in right?! I love to teach. Dyes are a perfect idea- we can look at some plants together! Plus I can show you how to tool designs...!" He gets visibly excited now, eyes shimmering. He plants a kiss square on Ravus' forehead. "Where do you wanna meet?"
"My cabin, I suppose. It would be easiest to press the dye without having to move the plants. Many of them are rather delicate." He's still not so sure about making anything, but it can't hurt to try. Especially not if it would please Prompto so much, and the boy does seem utterly delighted by the idea.
"But we're ahead of ourselves. We should dry and dress ourselves first. Lest your grand plans run away from you before you've even put pants on."