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[prompto looks him over and makes a face, standing up and stepping on the couch so he's hovering over noctis a little, fixing his damp hair]

Like, I know we're dating, but it's not fair to make me worry all the time?

[prompto's wearing a jacket over the borrowed shirt]

Where's y'beanie? Wear a scarf, too! I saw gloves in one of your drawers!

[he turns noctis around, forcefully, and jumps on his back]

Back t'the bedroom! [points dramatically down the hall]

[ Noctis stops, looking a bit confused when Prompto so quickly starts to fuss over him and his hair. Does it really look that messy? His nose wrinkles, eyes darting away because he starts to feel a bit embarrassed when Prompto asks all of those questions.

... He's forgetful. He knows that much. ]

A-Ah, I mean, I didn't--

[ OOF! Noctis doesn't even have the chance to make an excuse, because Prompto whirls him around and jumps on his back, forcing him to steal back his balance. Noctis loops his arms around Prompto's legs with a protesting grunt. Despite that, he laughs. ]

Okay, okay, fine, we're going.

[ TO THE BEDROOM.

Noctis carries Prompto in, and he's lucky Noctis has gotten some strength while regularly going to the gym. But he very quickly throws him on the bed. ]

One sec.

[ He walks over to the drawer, picking out a beanie and a scarf. The hat being black, the scarf grey with a skull and crossbones embellishment on the hem. Noctis holds them out to Prompto. ]

This good?

Yeah, but first.

[he rolls off the bed and steps into the adjoining bathroom. he looks around the drawers and picks out a hair dryer. why does noctis have a hair dryer? it probably came in a box of supplies when the apartment was stocked up.]

[he plugs it in on the side and smiles, beckoning his boyfriend over]

Come here.

[ The scarf and hat have the boyfriend seal of approval, which matters. A lot. But when Prompto waltzes over to the bathroom and calls him over, he neatly sets them down on the bed.

Oh, Prompto want's to...

This is... Oddly sweet of him. Noctis looks a little confused for a moment, but he does as he's told. He probably should have tried his hair, but this isn't all that bad. ]

Is it really that bad?

[ He says that with a laugh. ]

[they're the same height, so prompto sits himself up on the counter for some extra height. he rolls his eyes but grins, placing a hand over noctis' shoulder and keeping him between his legs.]

[he turns on the blow dryer to blow at noct's face for a second]

Y'want a cold? Go out at night with a wet head.

[but soon he's carding his fingers into damp, dark hair as the blow dryer is turned on, drying off soft, spiky hair little by little]

[ That smile doesn't go anywhere, especially when Prompto seems so eager to take care of this. He nestles himself between Prompto's legs, wrinkling his nose at the little blow to his face. ]

Sorry. Didn't think.

[ It's hard to when he's about to go on his first date with his first crush and first boyfriend. First everything, really.

Prompto gets started, and Noctis is acutely aware of the feeling that comes with Prompto's fingers slipping through his hair. He's never really known his scalp to be sensitive, but it... Feels good, actually. He sighs happily, staying where he is and merely resting his hands at Prompto's waist, brushing his thumbs there affectionately.

He never much liked to be fussed over. But this? This is... Nice. Prompto has always been caring and attentive, but there's a whole new level of experience here. Noctis feels loved, cared for, and knowing that it's coming from Prompto makes his heart throb against his chest.

He loves him. Impossibly so. But he knows it's far too soon to tell him.

Soon. It's not like he can talk with the hair dryer going anyway. Prompto would barely hear him. ]

[it takes a couple of minutes, and when prompto's done, he unplugs the blow dryer, carding both his hands through the hair to look over his handiwork. mussing the bangs wherever and however he wants]

All dry and warm. Bring the beanie and the scarf, yo.

[prompto will wrap him up]

[ Noctis hums, still cooperating as Prompto fixes his hair the way he sees fit. And he's okay with that. Honestly, however way Prompto wants to arrange it, Noctis will allow. It's important he looks good for him. ]

Yes, sir.

[ It's spoken fondly, and he turns on his heel to grab his beanie and scarf. The scarf is draped over his shoulder, beanie in his hands when he comes back to the bathroom. ]

Shouldn't you bundle up, too? You're not wearing a hat.

[prompto's only response to that is a grin and putting up the hoodie of his jacket to cover his head]

I'm not stupid.

[implying noctis is--playfully, of course]

[he arranges the beanie on noctis' head, tucking hair in, and then wraps up the scarf in a series of elaborate twists and turns so that it covers his chin]

Plus, I do alright with the cold. [satisfied, he jumps off the counter and pushes the hoodie down, turning off the light to the bathroom]

Where are we going anyway?

[ It's totally a joke at his expense, but Noctis manages a laugh. ]

Yeah, yeah.

[ But he's too softened by the fact that Prompto bundled him up. Could he possibly get any sweeter than he already was to begin with? Of course. It's Prompto. Noctis will likely die of his heart swelling too much, and he's okay with that.

Noctis follows behind Prompto as they exit the bathroom, and he snatches his hoodie from the foot of the bed, having left it there earlier. ]

Dinner, then maybe some hot chocolate and... I'unno, a walk somewhere? It's cold, but the beach is pretty at night.

[prompto considers if there's any nice places by the beach, and there's that really nice restaurant he went with ardyn a few weeks back. he suggests it out loud, taking out his phone to make the reservation via an app.]

[he waits for noctis by the door, grabs his wallet from his bag, and decides to leave it there. whether he sleeps over or not, he's most likely to drop in all day tomorrow anyway to work on homework together. and make out, maybe. perks of being a couple. when noctis joins him at the door, ready to go, prompto hooks his arm around his waist, keeping close]

Ardyn tell you about Galdin Quay, right?

[ Noctis agrees on the suggestion, fine with anything Prompto wants honestly. He's a finicky eater, but he's not entirely disagreeable when it comes to restaurants.

He grabs his wallet and keys, handing them over to Prompto. He's driving. There's no way Noctis is going to risk getting startled and warping through the car.

And it's nice, really, how easily they fell into this couple thing. Prompto hooks his arm around Noctis' waist, and Noctis is perfectly content to it. He wraps his arm around Prompto in kind, walking alongside him. He casually kisses Prompto's temple as they get into the elevator. ]

Yeah, I remember Galdin Quay. The uh... Beach-slash-resort place, right? We saw Ardyn there.

Exactly.

[he nods, a hand on his chin, as if in deep thought]

Doesn't feel like we recognized him. Didn't wanna say it in front of him, but kind of got a weird vibe off of him in the memory.

Y'know what I mean?

[ The elevator makes it to the bottom floor, where they walk towards the garage. ]

Yeah... Actually.

Did he seem a little, I don't know... Passive-aggressive? Wonder what was up with him.

Ah, y'noticed too.

[goes around the car, unlocking it with the key and getting it. man, get the heating on and working quick, please. the engine purrs to life, and prompto's excitedly getting ready to roll]

I'm more curious about the coin he tossed at ya.

[ Noctis gets into the car, buckling his seatbelt. His brow raises, and Noctis leans forward. ]

Yeah, what was up with that?

He kept looking directly at me when we were all talking to him. Didn't bother to even glance at anyone else.

I'm tellin' ya. You're important.

[out the garage they go, and prompto's content that at least the seats are warm and cozy]

[ Noctis shakes his head and crosses his arms. ]

Either that, or I pissed him off.

[ He's not sticking to this "important" thing, dude. There's no way. ]

He had an accent, too. Did you notice that?

Spoke all prim and proper.

[a Face, glancing at noctis and then back at the road] It's not that I suspect him. Ardyn's like a dad t'me, but it feels like... He's not saying the whole story, y'know what I mean?

[ Noctis leans back in his seat, arms still cross as he looks out the window. Now that they're talking about it, it's weird. And he certainly feels bad for feeling that way, but he... Weirdly can't help it? ]

Ardyn and I are family, I guess? I don't suspect him either, but...

[ He shrugs, loosening his arms. He looks over to Prompto. ]

Back when we were all dream-hopping... I got carted off into his head. He was sitting on this throne in--

[ He pauses. ]

Do you remember Insomnia?

Uh...

[??] Can't say I've ever suffered from it...?

[ lmao ]

Wh--

No. The Crown City. Insomnia.

[ But that obviously answers his question. ]

Anyway, I showed up there, and I remembered the place. It was a giant citadel. Nearly blown to pieces, tore up...

Ardyn was sitting in the throne room. On the throne.

[ His eyes squint, looking down to his feet. ]

There were... Bodies strung up to the ceiling. And he was sitting in front of the Crystal. The one that swallowed me up.

You realize how much of a horror movie you're describing right now, right?

... Can't say I remember any place called Insomnia. That the name of the place against the Nifelelers, then?

--geez, these names.

[meta]

Niflheim.

[ A pause. ]

... Ers. Niflheimians?

[ Noctis shakes his head. ]

Either way, I know he was about as disturbed as I was. Can't say I was able to read him.

While we're on the subject.

[ A pause. Noctis tries to really register how he's going to describe this. ]

Do you recall anything about some sort of... Prophecy? Of eternal darkness or something?

[looks at noctis horrified]

Huh?

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