The only reason he would ever recoil is to find a curative, if it was injured. Which it was not, and even when he withdrew, he tried to make it obvious it wasn't with disgust.
He had his own scars, after all. Ones only Ignis and Clarus have seen in this house.
Noctis nodded, squeezing Prompto's shoulder before letting go. To grab their drinks and hold Prompto's out to him. "I can confirm. Don't know how many times I fell asleep on Ignis as a kid."
When he couldn't sleep in his own bed, and they wound up falling asleep on a couch. Reading.
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He had his own scars, after all. Ones only Ignis and Clarus have seen in this house.
Noctis nodded, squeezing Prompto's shoulder before letting go. To grab their drinks and hold Prompto's out to him. "I can confirm. Don't know how many times I fell asleep on Ignis as a kid."
When he couldn't sleep in his own bed, and they wound up falling asleep on a couch. Reading.
... That was a yes, by the way.