(TFLN) NOCTIS > PROMPTO

[lureking]

(ooc: continued from here)

[That all escalated very quickly, but he has no complaints for how that conversation went. Staring at his phone for a moment, vaguely wondering if that meant Prompto was going to come here to his hotel room or not? Or... somewhere else? It was a little unclear and he was far too lazy to double check right now, having flopped back on his bed, deliberating the ceiling.

...Was this really a date?

He's never been on one or instigated..... one? What was even the word for that?

His stomach felt weird. Fluttery and warm. He kept thinking of Prompto's dumb smile and how his freckles really popped when he got flustered or excited. He really was pretty, but Noctis never had the opportunity to act on it? Or he didn't think that it would be mutual so why waste his time?

Groaning softly as he finally gets to his feet, hand dipping under his shirt to scratch lazily at his stomach as he shuffles into the bathroom to freshen up before Prompto gets here.

...

For their date.

Drinks and privacy.]

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[Prompto was so very glad he'd been alone in the town during that whole conversation because holy fucking shit Noct thought he was pretty and they were getting drunk and maybe laid. It was like all of his high school wet dreams were coming true, delivered to him a singing choir of buff angels in Cindy's "jumpsuit".

...sometimes Prompto was worried about what his brain came up with, but really if he was a bit crazy he could literally blame his childhood. And either way: Noct, privacy, and lots of booze.

Hell yeah.

Prompto makes quick work of getting good quality fruity cocktail mixers as well as food that's easy to eat and can be heated up in the hotel microwave. They don't want to get drunk on an empty stomach, after all (been there done that). He takes his bags up to his room, dives into the shower so he doesn't smell like sweat and street, and heads over to Noct's room.

And then heads back to his room because he forgot the bags.

But he's outside Noct's door before long, kicking at it since his hands are full]

[lureking]

[Trying to figure out what to do with himself while he waited sure was a pain. Should he text? Would that make him seem too eager? He now had all these dumb insecurities and anxieties that he normally wouldn't have, it was just Prompto. By the Six he needed to chill out.

So he took to lounging on one of the chairs, playing King's Knight until he heard the... low sort of knock?

Huh.

Easing back on his feet, tucking his phone in his back pocket he answers the door, brows raising and a lazy smile tugging at his lips.]

You've been busy.

[Taking at least one of the bags to ease Prompto's burden, moving out of the way so the other could move into the room.]

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Well, I kind of stank so I had to shower.

[He smiles and follows Noct in]

And I've had a hangover on an empty stomach and I would not wish that on anyone but my worst enemies. Or the bullies in high school.

[lureking]

Showering for me? Nice. I feel special.

[Closing the door behind them. And after a moment's pause he locks it, because if he knows Gladio like he knows Gladio... the man tended to enter rooms without knocking a lot of the time. That wouldn't do.

Setting one of the bags down, a hand on his hip.]

Fair enough. Looks like you got a lot of stuff for a good time. Can't complain.

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[Why does that lock feel like a death sentence?

That lock was totally a death sentence. Hopefully just the death of his virginity, though.

Prompto sets his bags down and takes a deep breath]

Okay so before we get wasted? Anything goes tonight. Wanna get blanket consent out of the way while I'm sober.

[lureking]

[Snorting a little bit as he goes through the bags, looking for his fruity shit. Ah, there it is. It went down smoother and didn't taste as bad.]

I think I'm gonna be a little less wasted.

[He'd like to know what it is he's doing and not mess up, really. That would be embarrassing. You should remember your first time, right? Right.]

Huh? Oh, yeah. You got my full consent. And no pressure or anything, you know. If you get nervous and just wanna... I dunno. That's also fine.

[Noctis could feel the heat creep up his neck, so he plonks his ass down on the couch, popping the cap of his drink.]

Heat up some grub and join me?

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I'm a lightweight, Noct. Who knows how drunk I'm gonna be?

[Still, nice to know there's no pressure. Of course, Prompto has set his mind on riding that dick like a chocobo and when he sets his mind to something, he typically gets it done. Especially when it comes to Noct.

He digs out the food he grabbed]

Pizza rolls okay?

[lureking]

Don't worry, I'll take good care of you.

[That.... came out far more suggestive than he meant it to? So he clears his throat, taking the time to take a nice long swig of his drink. It was a bit bubbly and warmed his throat and helped him relax. He hated how nervous this made him feel, it was Prompto for crying out loud. His best friend.

...

His really hot best friend.

Dammit.]

Pizza rolls are always okay.

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[Prompto nearly drops the bag of pizza rolls at that, blushing a furious red.]

Uh....how-how many? The whole bag?

[Wow those sure are some butterflies in his gut...]

[lureking]

[...Shit. Prompto is so fair he could see him blushing from here? And his freckles. Dammit.]

Oh... yeah. Whole bag, I think we can destroy a bag of those.

[Okay he needed to not stare because... just because. Focusing on his drink felt like the safest option at the moment.]

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[Prompto just nods and dumps the bag on one of the microwave safe plates he grabbed because styrofoam plates cannot go in the microwave and that's all they had lying around. He pops them and goes over to steal Noct's drink]

Thanks, man.

[lureking]

...Hey.

[Well that wasn't fair. Elbow on the arm of the couch, cheek pressing against his fist as he tilts his head up to look up at him. Noctis was far too comfortable and lazy to willingly get up and chase his drink from this very attractive thief of his.]

Who said I was sharing?

[clickclickbang]

Uh, I did when I bought it.

[He grins and takes a drink]

Sorry not sorry.

[lureking]

Yeah, you bought them for me.

[Because he's a picky thing when it comes to... everything. Puffing out a breath, reaching for Prompto the best he can without actually moving.]

Come here then. If you're going to be a pain in the ass.

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To share because seriously dude, what kind of person gets drunk but doesn't let his best friend get drunk with him?

[Prompto scoots away from Noct just as the microwave dings, so he sets the bottle down and out of Noct's reach when he goes to get the food]

[lureking]

I thought you were going to have beer. Get your own bottle.

[...And he is watching this betrayal, Prompto. He is watching it with so much disappointment and abandonment. Huffing out a sigh, wondering if it was worth the effort to get up and grab the damn thing or not.]

Grab me a fresh drink then when you come back.

[Might be a bit of a whine. Isn't your date supposed to treat you nice? Isn't that a thing???]

[clickclickbang]

Yes, your Highness.

[Overly exaggerated bow!

Prompto does grab Noct another bottle, setting it and the food down closer to him before grabbing the drink he stole from Noct and moving closer himself]

You're lazy.

[lureking]

[That earns a scoff and a wave.]

The one time you show me royal respect and you're sarcastic about it.

[Aha, but now he has his drink and food within reach! That is a plus if he's ever seen one before. Waiting for the pizza rolls to cool, having another sip of his drink... glancing to Prompto.]

Yeah well, you've known that for years. It's not going to stop being true.

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And that is why I will never be serious about giving you royal anything.

[Prompto takes a drink of his fruity whatever, grinning]

I know you too well for that.

[lureking]

Good, I don't want royal respect from you. I get enough of it from specs.

[Tapping the side of his drink, another sip. Longer than before. Maybe... he needed some liquid courage? Should he... do something? Was it too soon?

To fill in any awkward silence he is gonna reach over for a pizza roll. Can't be expected to do anything with pizza in your face.]

You like it. [Mumbled around a mouthful.]

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[Prompto grabs one at the same time Noct does, shoving it in his face faster because why is this so awkward? It's just his best friend!

Who he wants to kiss.

A lot.

All over.

And who knows this now.

Gods, he's a dumbass.]

Like what?

[lureking]

My laziness.

[Stated simply, finishing his first bottle off wit ease, and taking another pizza roll. At least these were delicious and awful for you.

Iggy would hate it.

Which made them taste better.

Pausing a moment... to casually? Sit a little closer? This should be okay right?]

I can't believe you told me you think I'm gorgeous.

[Said with a grin, a gentle little tease.]

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Well, it's true. Uh, both things.

[And he leans back, smiling at Noct through his nerves]

You're a fucking model, Noct and I am so jealous.

[lureking]

I'm alright? I don't think I'm a model, you crazy?

[He pauses then, fighting with himself if he should put his arm around his shoulders or not. Is it too soon? Probably too soon.]

And you need to stop selling yourself short.

[clickclickbang]

No, you are so a model and I am a chocobo nugget. Everyone loves them, no one wants to kiss them.