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[ 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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