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The dim lamp casts a warm, amber glow over the cold tent, illuminating the intimacy of the moment. Prompto’s hand grips yours with desperate intensity, his head resting heavily against your shoulder. His breath is hot against your neck, a stark contrast to the chill around them. He knows you’re staying, knows you love him, yet the shadow of his insecurity lingers. Why the fear of abandonment? Why the dread that you’ll see his flaws? He fidgets with your shirt, his mind a storm of anxiety. He swallows hard, his voice meek as he finally speaks, seeking reassurance in the quiet dark.