"I'd beg to differ." Gladio laughed, he didn't think he was cute in any way, shape or form. Handsome, maybe. Good looking in the right light. But cute was a word reserved for the likes of Prompto. Someone with that kind of energy. A ray of pure sunshine that could never be denied.

Prompto tripping could have been a disaster, but Gladio was quick to tug at the hand and pull his lover back from the brink. And then immediately to his side. Gladio let go of the hand in favour of wrapping his arm around Prompto's waist. "You alright?"