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[ Noctis turns around with a can of soda, a bottle of water in the other. He throws the water to Prompto. Noctis opens his drink with a crack, and he shrugs. ]

Well, uh.

I'm self-conscious about it. Maybe if I show someone I trust, I can start, y'know. Being okay with my body.

[ Okay this may be getting away from him a bit but he's working on it. ]

Noct...

[he catches the water, but he's caught over by noctis's words about being okay with his body. prompto grows serious.]

Dude, you're more than fine! I, I also have issues with my body image. You saw those pictures, right? I was pretty, uh, fat as a kid. It's kinda gross, but I got... I got stretch marks, so I don't really... go around shirtless a lot...

[but!]

But! Noct! There's nothing to be ashamed of! [a hand to his own chest] If showing me helps, then go ahead. I'll support you, no matter what.

[ DAMN.

Okay, yeah, this got away from him. But he's still committed to this because Prompto tried to get dirt on him and it is so on. Also he's trying to pry into private things!!!! That deserves a lesson of some sort, right?

Let's be real here, they were both messes as children.

So he keeps the act going. Because what are social cues? Noctis sighs, nodding, as if finally getting comfortable. ]

Okay. Okay, fine.

[ Noctis comes around the corner of the counter, setting down his drink. He turns around, unzipping his pants. ]

Here goes.

[ No slow progression here. Noctis yanks down his pants and fully moons Prompto. His ass is 100% okay. ]

[prompto's not sure he wants this to happen, but noctis seems pretty set on doing it. on baring himself to his Best Friend, expose his weaknesses. who is prompto deny noctis a chance at reassurance? at feeling like he belongs and that his deformities don't take away from who he is--?]

[he waits, expecting to see the appendage of a tail sticking from the small of noctis's back]

[and here it comes...]

[there's nothing there]

[on reflex, prompto squeezes the water bottle a little too tight, and the cap bursts off. woops.]

[he was strung over this, only to--?!]

[of course noctis's ass is fine. of course there's nothing wrong with noctis physically. prompto feels foolish]

[he manages to hold on to the water bottle so that spilled water isn't much of a big deal, but he doesn't look all too amused]

Seriously?

Whatever, I'm leaving.

[he places the bottle on the kitchen counter and heads for the door]

Edited 2017-07-09 22:46 (UTC)

[ He pulls them up pretty quick. He'd laugh, but he's fully aware that it wouldn't be appropriate. Noctis clicks his tongue and grabs his drink. ]

Told you to stop trying to dig up dirt on me, dude.

It wasn't dirt! I just wanted to know a little bit more about you.

[he's embarrassed, his face red]

...you're a good actor. So is the doctor.

[ Noctis crosses his arms, head tilted and expression unamused. ]

So ask me? Why are you going to other people?

Because... because...

[he quiets down, coming back and away from the door, towards the kitchen again]

I didn't want you... to think that I didn't know shit about you, for as much as I call myself your best friend.

[he looks angrily at the bottle, and grabs it to drink up.]

Who do you think you're taking to?

[ Noctis sighs and takes a seat at the barstool before his counter. He takes another sip of his soda and sets it down. ]

I don't remember anything about you, Prompto. I still call you my best friend because 1. You're the only one I hang out with and 2. I like that.

Give me some credit.

[you can tell he's still kinda defensive overall]

Yeah.

Sorry, I'm still trying to appear cool after everything.

[prompto, too, has his good days and his bad days; when he's super confident in his bond with noctis, and when he's not.]

--can't believe you mooned me for a joke.

[ Man, now Noctis is in a shitty mood. But he doesn't really show it. In fact, he pretty purposefully makes it seem like he doesn't care. But he's just as self-conscious as Prompto, and knowing that he talked to someone who knew him as a kid kind of makes him uncomfortable. He wasn't exactly a normal kid.

He's not angry at Prompto, though. Kinda impossible to be when he has his own hang-ups too. ]

I can moon you for the hell of it, if that'd make you feel better.

[ There's that blase tone. ]

[and he slumps over the counter, arms extended over the surface]

[he laughs]

Yeah, that would.

[but he lifts his head, and smiles at noctis]

--sorry, Noct. I know I shouldn't go behind your back. You're just, one of the coolest people I know, at least to me, and I don't wanna appear like an idiot in front of you. Even if ... I kinda am, all the time, huh?

[glances at the puddle of water there on the floor]

[ As Prompto slumps over the counter, Noctis reaches over and gently flicks his nose. ]

That's enough of my ass for one day.

[ And, a sigh. ]

I'm sorry, too.

I know you've got your hang-ups, too. I meant it when I said I trusted you, though. If you have a question, ask.

[ Noctis chuckles, getting up to grab a rag. ]

And yeah, you are an idiot. Not all the time, though.

Oh, hey, lemme clean up.

[he goes over and makes noctis sit down again, as he goes grab a rag. he spilled it, he cleans it.]

[he stays silent as he cleans up, and doesn't speak until a minute later]

...so, what was home like?

[ Noctis doesn't argue with Prompto wanting to clean it up, so he sits back down. His elbow rests on the counter, face resting on his hand. ]

Not as weird as this place.

[ But, he shrugs. ]

I grew up in a large city. The outside of it was pretty nice. Lots of trees, bluffs. But I liked the tall buildings I lived in the middle of.

[he dumps the rag over the sink, but goes on over himself to wrench the excess water off of it. prompto listens, interested.]

In Europe, right? I've never been out of Recolle... I hate bringing stuff up from before February, but you mentioned living in the UK, but you also travelled quite a bit, too?

Edited 2017-07-09 23:48 (UTC)

Off and on, yeah. I grew up in the U.K., but we've settled in different places when the company expanded.

[ He finishes off his soda, tossing the can into the nearby garbage can. Noctis sighs at the mention of February. ]

Prompto.

Talking about before February sucks, but... I remember my life before showing up here. It's fine. It is what it is.

Yeah! I know... It's just that I don't want you to think I'm bringing up stuff from before that you told me, without you now really remembering. I told myself not to do that to you.

[he just wants to be careful, and a good friend.]

[blinking down at the towel in his hands, he lets it hang from the tap]

...what places did you travel to? What were they like?

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