"Well..." He made a show of thinking about that one, but in the end all he could do was smile and lower his head to press a warm kiss to Prompto's forehead. "The style is all wrong for you, but the blue brings out your eyes, so it's not so bad."

He loved Prompto's laughter and would do almost anything to hear it. A day without it seemed darker somehow. And when his love found his rhythm, everything was alright with the world. They danced like it was something they had been doing for years. Prompto's smile was breathtaking and Gladio was, for a moment, captivated by it. "... Now you know why I prefer to dance like this."