Promptio - Gladio comforting Prom after a fight with his parents? Or just feeling abandoned by them?
Gladio gives the best hugs. Canon. Fact. And you know it.
Prompto hovered outside Gladio’s door, his whole body trembling.
“Who is it?” Gladio grumbled from somewhere inside.
The door opened almost immediately. “Prom, I thought you were having dinner with your parents –?” he broke off when he saw Prompto’s huge blue eyes, red-tinged and glassy. He rushed forward and engulfed him in a massive embrace, one hand on the back of Prompto’s head.
“They… They went out…” Prompto gulped. “Never showed up.”
“Oh Prom,” he breathed.
He was warm, and gentle, and so tender.
“Come in,” Gladio said, closing the door behind them. He led Prompto to the sofa, pulling him close and letting him climb into his lap.
As Gladio stroked Prompto’s thick blond hair, the shaking gradually subsided and he offered him a watery smile. “Thanks, Gladdy. Really.”
“Shh.” Gladio leaned down, stroked his hair back, and kissed him with slow tenderness. “I love you.”
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