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Noctis Caelum

"You got Noctis. Do the thing."

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[mercurio]

[prompto starts laughing and leans into noctis]

Who even says welp? You're such a dork.

[he wants to bask in the fondness that he feels for this ultimate dork, before picking up his own cup and looking at it with a sentiment of... trepidation]

[taking a slow sip, he takes a moment to savor it. it's not the best cup of hot cocoa he thinks he's ever hard, but it's just right. some whipped cream sits on top of his lips when he turns to look over at noctis]

Did you remember to turn off the stove?

1/2

[kittycaterer]

[ He acts like he doesn’t care, but Noctis is secretly staring at Prompto from the corner of his eye to make sure it’s good. He’s actually nervous about it, because he’s never cooked a day in his life. If this even counts.

He doesn’t get an opinion yet, and he turns his gaze away when Prompto turns his head. And his expression is pretty blasé until.

Did he remember to turn off the stove? ]

...

2/2

[kittycaterer]

[ Eyes wide!!!!!! ]

Shit.

[ Noctis literally jumps out of his seat and runs to the kitchen to turn off the flame. ]

Re: 2/2

[mercurio]

[fucking-]

[cue prompto putting the cup down so he can proceed to laugh his ass off as noctis springs back to the kitchen]

[UNBELIEVABLE]

[kittycaterer]

[ He realizes how big of a loser he is.

Noctis sighs as he shuts it off and drags his feet back to the couch. ]

Laugh it up. I could have spit in it, you know.

[ CHEEKS PUFFED. FLOPS BACK ONTO THE COUCH. ]

[mercurio]

We've swapped too much saliva for it to matter at this point!

[still laughing, wheezing, as he presses against noctis. mirthful]

--it tastes great, Noct. Thank you.

[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis wobbles a bit as Prompto presses close, but he leans in nonetheless. And the assurance that it’s good is comforting. Because he’s never made it before, he literally guessed.

Still huffy, he wraps his arm around Prompto, pulling him closer. ]

I’m glad.

[ He loves this guy so much. It kind of hurts. ]

[mercurio]

[prompto pats at noctis' chest, pulling back eventually to get back at the cups of hot cocoa, bringing noct's own back to him.]

[he drinks some more, although not a lot, trying to make himself be okay with this]

I'm surprised it even came out this well.

[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis takes his mug when Prompto hands it to him, smiling softly before leaning back. He takes a sip. ]

Neither of us have dropped dead yet, I guess.

[ A joke. But then:]

You really like it?

[mercurio]

Yeah.

[he says quietly, drinking some more and licking at the whipped cream on his upper lip]

...

I'm not like, fragile or something now, right?

[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis perks a brow, looking to Prompto. ]

Do you feel fragile?