[A hand comes up to make a dismissive motion, quick to wave away the idea.]
I know you meant it, and the answer's still the same. You don't have to pay me, since I'm just doing it on my own time.
[He's had to wait for awhile for Cloud to find time to gather parts and fix it up in his spare time. He'd not make a paying "client" wait that long, so he's not going to make Prompto pay for his services.]
It's nearly done, by the way. Then you can take it out for a real test drive and let me know if it feels as good as new.
[after that, the reason prompto may start crying will be different from his initial burst of emotion. but he manages to keep on smiling, until his cheeks hurt, driving the tears to stay.]
[it goes unsaid, but it's almost like prompto can tell that cloud means what he says because it's what brothers do. he's thankful; he's incredibly thankful--]
Yeah.
[he turns on his side, getting comfortable with the small space on the bed, impossible to keep the smile down. his eyes closed, he feels lighter.]
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I know you meant it, and the answer's still the same. You don't have to pay me, since I'm just doing it on my own time.
[He's had to wait for awhile for Cloud to find time to gather parts and fix it up in his spare time. He'd not make a paying "client" wait that long, so he's not going to make Prompto pay for his services.]
It's nearly done, by the way. Then you can take it out for a real test drive and let me know if it feels as good as new.
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[he won't fight it, crumpling up some of the blanket and pulling it over his face]
[he stays quiet a while, until he decides to speak up again. embarrassing prompto o'clock]
...Cloud? You're the best. Thank you.
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Don't mention it.
[And he means it. No need to thank him, it's just what he Should Do as a brother.]
Get some sleep or you're gonna be tired tomorrow.
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[it goes unsaid, but it's almost like prompto can tell that cloud means what he says because it's what brothers do. he's thankful; he's incredibly thankful--]
Yeah.
[he turns on his side, getting comfortable with the small space on the bed, impossible to keep the smile down. his eyes closed, he feels lighter.]
G'night.