[He spent a while wondering who Cloud Strife was, and he spent another while wondering why anyone would regret a milkshake. After that, he spent a much shorter while researching lactose intolerance and zoning out at the ceiling wondering if he had any food allergies he didn't know about because he lived off a specific diet of frozen and canned foods and takeout. Surely that was a good variety, though...
Point is, he spent a lot of time thinking of something to talk to Prompto about because he saw a lot of other people talking to him and felt weird showing up then. It was better when things were quiet, like the times everyone else on the stupid app was asleep.]
[it's... surprising to get a message from lalli, one without prompto initiating it. but it definitely isn't unwanted. prompto's had a hard time staying asleep. he talked about so many things with cloud, and there was so much that was shared, concerns and fears exposed, that he's still vibrating with the electrifying feeling that he has a family...]
[he's thankful for the distraction that comes from lalli's text, even as his eyes squint at the intense brightness of his screen]
[prompto lowers it before replying]
hey buddy yeah just got a couple more days of freedom
[ He tells himself that this is a bad idea while he's driving to Prompto's apartment. But it's not about him; he's been worried about Prompto since he came down with whatever it is that has him. Putting his newly-discovered feelings aside in favor of taking care of his best friend takes priority. And it's not like he doesn't want to be around Prompto, it's just...
Man, he sure is feeling foolish and weird. It's not like he's ever had a significant crush in his life, and Prompto is basically his first friend. He'll figure this out eventually, but he has to suck it up and keep it to himself for now. And maybe he'll gain some semblance of courage to be honest about this potentially damning thing.
He arrives as the sun is slowly starting to set, approaching Prompto's place with plenty of food, orange juice, and medicine. Noct let's himself in, much like Prompto does at his place. ]
[prompto's sitting on the floor of the bedroom part of the apartment, hand holding a screwdriver and wrist-deep into the main body of his split air conditioner. he sure did decide that right now was a good time to get it fixed; it's too hot, to be honest.]
[for what it's worth, he looks pretty happy when he looks up, even if slightly dopey.]
'ey, Noct.
[he's almost done. eyes back down onto the air conditioner]
I tried makin' those to-go ravioli, they're not that bad. There's some in the oven if you're hungry.
[ Should Prompto show up at Noctis' place as usual, there's a gift bag on the counter with Prompto's name on it. Your boy totally made on his word with this little number and a receipt for $150.
[if you think prompto isn't going to: unbuckle his belt, kicks off his sneakers, pulls down his pants, and replace his underwear with the one in the gift bag right here in the open--then you are wrong.]
[he can't believe how comfortable they are]
Woah.
[twisting around to check his reflection on the oven's crystal clear glass.]
So. I accidentally talked to Cloud Strife. Retrospec strikes again. And he told me he's your brother. So I found out, and I didn't mean to. But I had to tell you before you found out some other way.
I'm sorry I got in the middle again.
Re: 9/8 BACKDATED TO HELL because Togusa would not have sat on this for three weeks
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