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Noctis Caelum

"You got Noctis. Do the thing."

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[mercurio]

Before eight in the morning?

Someone's a little too intent on reruns, I bet.

[he inputs the channel with judge judy, sets the remote down, and then fixes his pillow so it's partly on noctis's legs as the other remains seated]

[finally, prompto yawns, comfortable]

Everyone who was missing... they came back. No one outside our Retrospec group remembers monsters, or how messy things were. Nothing's destroyed, anyway. It's nuts, but... I'm glad home is back to being home.

[kittycaterer]

[ He slowly opens his eyes, pretty keen on watching television. He's never up this early, and so he doesn't often get to watch this show. Reruns or no, he'll never get bored of this show. Noctis sniffles, rubbing at his sleepy face, unmoving as Prompto gets himself comfortable. ]

S'everyone safe?

[mercurio]

Last I checked.

[he shuffles, lying down on his side so he's mostly got his back against the headboard of the bed, legs curled in front of himself.]

Beat up and injured and tired as hell, but it seems we all made it out alright.

Just in time for school.

[kittycaterer]

Pff.

[ Noctis scoffs, wearing a sleepy and lazy sort of smirk at the mention of school. He slides down a bit, eventually laying back down on his side so he can watch the television a bit. ]

Thank god for small miracles.

[ He yawns again. ]

Crazy as it might've been... It was pretty badass. I had no idea you were good with a gun.

[mercurio]

To be fair, neither did I.

[he keeps quiet a while, considering through his sleep mind just what it means that he is good with a gun; how that changes things. isn't it weird that he isn't nervous about using a gun at all?]

[he knows noctis felt that way, at first.]

What's with your sword anyway?

[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis gives a lazy shrug of his shoulder. He considers it for a moment, too, how he'd found this sword seemingly at the best moment and felt the need to go for it immediately. But nothing compares to the feeling of it being familiar in his hands. Heavy as it was. ]

Dunno.

It... I don't remember entirely, but I think it's the one I used in that fight with Deadeye.

Or looks like it.

[mercurio]

[prompto lifts a fist up in the air]

[you know what he wants]

Whatever it was, you were pretty badass with it, too.

[kittycaterer]

[ He turns his gaze, catching the request. The smirk comes back, and he lazily lifts his arm to tap the side of Prompto's fist with his own. ]

Huh.

You really think so?

[ It was SO HEAVY. ]

[mercurio]

[and just like that, it feels like the world is all better]

Uh-huh. I mean, it looked heavy, but it seems like you got the hang of it at some point. Are you keeping it in your closet or something?

[kittycaterer]

[ The compliment is actually pretty flattering. Mostly because he struggled a fine bit that day, and he's sure his form is pretty terrible. But he survived, and he didn't apparently look bad at it, so... ]

Mm.

Yeah. It's in there for now.

[ He pauses. ]

Definitely gonna work out more so I have a better handle on it.

[mercurio]

Bet you're glad I got you that gym enrollment sorted out, huh?

[prompto snickers, though it's tired. no matter how much energy he thinks he has from simply getting to be around his best friend and without having to worry about what's going on outside. he's listening to the case on judge judy's show, but his eyes are closed.]

...

[his shoulders seem to relax]

Let's train together. With our weapons. If we... hunted Deadeye together before, we should, right? Maybe we'll remember something...

[kittycaterer]

[ His eyes are still half-shut, smile lopsided and sleepy. As usual, even when he's wide awake, but still. ]

Alright, alright, I'll give you that one.

[ It's a good thing he started going to the gym. He's going to need to go more often now, especially knowing what kind of crap goes down in the middle of town. At the offer of training, Noctis raises a brow. ]

What, like... Sparring?

[mercurio]

[prompto turns so he's lying on his back, looking at noctis]

[they don't know how to use beds, apparently]

Yeah, sparring. It'll help us get better at our weapons and learn each others' fighting styles.

[kittycaterer]

[ Despite how sleepy he is, the idea doesn't bother him. Honestly, he could use the training considering what happened. Noctis hums thoughtfully as he thinks on it.

Yeah, clearly not a proper use of bed. But talking to Prompto is nice. ]

I'd be down for it. Just don't kick my ass too hard.

[mercurio]

What?

[prompto always has the energy to go through with a joke, is definitely what this is about, purely, as he sits himself up, leans over noctis, and slaps his ass with an open palm]

Can't hear you over the ass kicking I usually deliver your way!

[kittycaterer]

[ Ok, that wakes him up a little. Noctis jolts, rolling over fast to retaliate because it's basically a reflex now. ]

Oh it's on.

[ Guess who's trying to get you in a headlock in bed. Because this isn't weirdly intimate at all. ]

Jackass, training starts now.

[mercurio]

[prompto's immediately kicking and crying foul!! his hands reaching to try and pull at noctis' arms around his head]

The bed is a sacred space!

[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis snorts, still keeping Prompto in place. ]

Says the one who spanked my ass on it. Need I remind you that it's my bed?

Pretty sure that means I make the rules.

[mercurio]

Please forgive me, your lordship?

[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis looks upward with pursed lips, obnoxiously "in thought". ]

Who's number one here?

[mercurio]

[and prompto groans.]

[tiny's happily rolling between them, scruffing about]

Uhhh... Maybe I'll just fall asleep in y'arms.

[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis snorts, reaching around to pat his cheek. ]

That's cute.

Hard to read a bedtime story with my arm around your neck, so I can make something up.

[mercurio]

How about you sing me a lullaby?

[huffs... trying to get comfortable in this headlock]

[kittycaterer]

[ At the very least, his grip is loosened. Noctis is practically holding Prompto, mostly with his arm around the guy's collar at this point.

He looks up in thought. Then shrugs. Noctis takes a deep breath before starting to (very obnoxiously) sing this song. Absolutely in Japanese, and he absolutely rocks Prompto back and forth a bit before banging his head and patting Prompto's cheek to the beat. ]

[mercurio]

[prompto's just getting jostled the more this goes on]

Let me go, fiend!

Stop chanting!