[ 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.
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...
[ 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. ]
[ 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.
[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!
[ 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. ]
[ Either way, Noctis allows himself to collapse back into the bed, laying on his back, despite his head turning to face Prompto. He smiles thoughtfully. ]
[ He feels... Weirdly small right now. Noctis looks at Prompto's smile, feels that sudden poke to his forehead and he's... Thrown off.
Prompto has been nothing but accommodating and caring since he woke up in the hospital. It's been slow-going to adjust to things, but if he has to think about it? It's only been easier because of Prompto. It's like they've started fresh, but have continued what they had. Even if Noctis doesn't remember, he doesn't feel bad about it anymore.
Now he just wishes he can have all of the memories they shared once.
Noctis falls silent, smile fading when he just stares. It's completely involuntary when his face starts to turn a touch red. ]
M...Mmn.
[ Noctis notices if, and he quickly turns his head away. ]
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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?
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Mm.
Yeah. It's in there for now.
[ He pauses. ]
Definitely gonna work out more so I have a better handle on it.
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[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...
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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?
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[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.
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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.
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[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!
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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.
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The bed is a sacred space!
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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.
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Who's number one here?
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[tiny's happily rolling between them, scruffing about]
Uhhh... Maybe I'll just fall asleep in y'arms.
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That's cute.
Hard to read a bedtime story with my arm around your neck, so I can make something up.
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[huffs... trying to get comfortable in this headlock]
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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. ]
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Let me go, fiend!
Stop chanting!
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It's not chanting.
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[he sighs, plopping back down on the bed and curling up under the blankets, up to his head, face pressed to the pillow]
...missed hangin' out like this.
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It's Japanese.
[ Either way, Noctis allows himself to collapse back into the bed, laying on his back, despite his head turning to face Prompto. He smiles thoughtfully. ]
Wish I remembered hanging out like this before.
But it's fine. I like hanging like this now.
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Okay, mister bilingual. Don't worry about the past. Let's build even better memories now.
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Prompto has been nothing but accommodating and caring since he woke up in the hospital. It's been slow-going to adjust to things, but if he has to think about it? It's only been easier because of Prompto. It's like they've started fresh, but have continued what they had. Even if Noctis doesn't remember, he doesn't feel bad about it anymore.
Now he just wishes he can have all of the memories they shared once.
Noctis falls silent, smile fading when he just stares. It's completely involuntary when his face starts to turn a touch red. ]
M...Mmn.
[ Noctis notices if, and he quickly turns his head away. ]
You're a sap. You know that?
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[grinning, he tucks himself back into his blanket comfort]
I hope you know this marks the advent of my constant presence on the bed now. It's so soft it's unreal, Noct.
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Yeah, well, just so you know, I spread out.
If you get pushed off, it's not my fault.
[ But he's... Weirdly okay with this. ]
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[judge judy as white noise, the dogs snoring somewhere on the bed, the hum of the air conditioner, and his best friend at his side...]
[prompto's feeling pretty gay right now]
[*happy]
...catch you in many hours from now, Noct.