Legend tells that when the gods made humans, they each held claim to one secondary gender. Shiva created omegas protected by Titan, Ifrit created alphas protected by Leviathan, and Bahamut created betas protected by Ramuh.
The world was peaceful for thousands of years until Titan disappeared beneath the meteor. Without the omega protector, society began viewing omegas as inferior. They were abused, mistreated, and enslaved until Shiva took every last one and hid them away, deep within the snowy peaks of the Niflheim mountains. Only those with permission from the goddess herself could enter their domain.
The line of Lucis became one of the bridging points between the dynamics as Shiva granted each Lucian monarch an opportunity to visit her domain and find an omega that might wish to mate with them.
Now that Noctis had come of age, it was his turn to follow in his ancestor’s footsteps and present himself to the omegas.
Hello everyone! My name is Sky and I am looking for some rp partners. So a little general info about me is that I am 23 and have been rping for just shy of ten years probably. I've been writing fanfic for just as long and because of that like to think of myself as pretty literate. I do believe in quality over quantity of course so as long as we move things along I am down. But be warned I generally do reply in paragraphs because that's just my style. If you want to see an example of my work you can check out my voltron imagines blog @space-lions-and-imagines
Alright now back to what the title was all about lol I’ve recently been stuck on some Omegaverse AUs and would love to talk about it with a partner and play something out! The couples involved would be Promptis and GladioxOc (maybe later even including Nyx) would be playing the OC and wouldn’t mind playing either part of Promptis but I have a lot more experience as Noctis. So if any of this sounds interesting hit me up and maybe we can swap Discord’s ❤️
Summary: A series of unconnected(unless stated otherwise) Promptis one-shots messing around in the Omega verse.
Rating: T
Words: Almost 2k.
Cross-posted to Ao3 and fanfiction.net under the same name I use here.
Disclaimer: I own this fanfiction but not the characters or game they’re from.
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Still, there was the faintest hint of hope rooted in his heart that he was wrong. Noctis hadn’t exactly left or pushed him away. They were laying how they did in what felt like a lifetime ago in Noct’s apartment, after late-night study sessions turned to last minute sleep overs- a time before fighting and the engagement to Lady Lunafreya. A time when their kisses were experimental, never going farther than lingering kisses and hands roaming over skin, a time before his feelings got put on the back burner because before anything else he was Noctis’s best friend and wasn’t going to jeopardize that or possibly hurt the woman he owed so much to. He had wanted to thank her for what she had, unknowingly, done for him.
Now, though, he wondered if she would even want to talk to someone like him.
“-om?” The gunslinger caught the end of that after his shoulder had been gently shaken, snapping him from wandering thoughts. “Oh, sorry, Noct.”
“So, an omega, huh?” Noctis questioned, idly trailing his fingers along the blond’s back, the pair sharing one of the bunks in the keep, laying nearly face-to-face; Prompto’s head half tucked under his chin, the gunners’ hands loosely gripping his shirt where his shoulder was, their legs tangled together.
Normally the gesture would have been nice and welcomed, but hearing the question set him further on edge than he already was; unable to shake the feeling that he had done something wrong, his grip on Noct’s shirt tightened a bit. The blond could feel something dark off of his friend and it bothered him. “Are you mad?” He asked without looking up.
Of course he had every right to be, as did Ignis and Gladio. There was no realistic scenario that had ran through his mind over the years where the people he cared about most would turn around and accept him on the spot, without question, be upset at what he had gone through and not what he was. Not care that he was a living reminder of what took so much from them- a clone of the man that held a large hand in taking away their families and homes, a Nif, someone that lied to their faces for half a decade about being an omega, an MT Unit that only got lucky even longer ago otherwise he was certain he would have been struck down by one of them in the beginning.
It would make sense, he thought, that the weight of their words hadn’t really sunk in. They’d been caught up in reuniting from their forced separation and then moving forward- they hadn’t yet fully realized what he was and the more familiar scenario of being shunned or worse would happen once they really let it hit...
Still, there was the faintest hint of hope rooted in his heart that he was wrong. Noctis hadn’t exactly left or pushed him away. They were laying how they did in what felt like a lifetime ago in Noct’s apartment, after late-night study sessions turned to last minute sleep overs- a time before fighting and the engagement to Lady Lunafreya. A time when their kisses were experimental, never going farther than lingering kisses and hands roaming over skin, a time before his feelings got put on the back burner because before anything else he was Noctis’s best friend and wasn’t going to jeopardize that or possibly hurt the woman he owed so much to. He had wanted to thank her for what she had, unknowingly, done for him.
Now, though, he wondered if she would even want to talk to someone like him.
“-om?” The gunslinger caught the end of that after his shoulder had been gently shaken, snapping him from wandering thoughts. “Oh, sorry, Noct.”
“It’s fine. But, no, I’m not mad. None of us are, not at you, anyway.” It wasn’t fine, nothing about this was fine. There was great conflict of being angry and relieved when they had finally been reunited, but Prompto had been off after he had been freed. His scent was noticeably different, asking if Noctis had been worried about him as if he had reason to believe otherwise. New scars and injuries were scattered across his body; the tells of a painful story during their separation and his capture that Prompto hadn’t offered more details on than what he revealed to them earlier.
It’s not exactly something I could tell people, growing up in Lucis.
Noctis didn’t like how he’d said that, made him want to tear Ardyn apart sooner rather than later. The break they took was a forced one because the young king knew his best friend well, and knew he would have been fine to push the pain aside and carry on like it was nothing. Like he hadn’t been strung up for who knows how long, enduring what Ardyn had done to him here, and whatever had happened after the train...
He wouldn’t have cared that Prom was an omega or from Niflheim. Prompto was Prompto: his dorky best friend since that first day of high-school from what felt like forever ago. A long time ago when they toed the lines of being more, wanting to officially be more but never fully crossing it. Then his own arranged engagement happened and they had to put what they had to the side before they could finally be together. He was so attached to and in love with the gunner, that the idea of doing anything with Luna was off-putting. It didn’t help that his longtime friend was more like an older sibling than anything of a romantic nature.
It did help that her feelings were mutual on the matter. Her words had a gentle teasing to them when she gave her blessing for them to be together, assured him that Prompto would still be alive when they were reunited and that he should not doubt otherwise despite his fear.
Now, after he defeated Ardyn and they got out of there, they could rebuild and foster peace among the people without the marriage, but still together.
How many others suffered like Prompto did?
The thought made his stomach churn and resolve strengthen. He would build a kingdom where people didn’t have to hide, where they wouldn’t have to be scared, where they wouldn’t have to endure the same things Prom did.
“It’s okay, ya know?” Prompto spoke quietly this time, his thoughts racing like they were trying to win a marathon. There was still a lot to tuck away to hopefully not be thought of again, or at least for his self in the distant future to deal with. He tacked on a mental note to apologize to his future self because he was too worn out to deal with any of it now. “You guys came and we’ll beat Ardyn, then get you back to Lady Lunafreya like we were supposed to.” It would hurt, a lot, he knew, to see them together. He would deal when the time came. Right now the position they were in was far too intimate for even best friends and reminded him so much of back then it was getting painful, yet, a part of him was going to be selfish and store it away.
“There’s not going to be a wedding,” Noctis replied, finding the wall across from him suddenly interesting to commit to memory. “Luna also gave her blessing for-”
“Noct,” he interrupted, wide-eyed and stuck for words, unsure if he could handle what Noctis was saying. Later, maybe, but not now. It would have been too much to process on top of everything else.
“After this over, we can talk about it.”
“Y-yeah.”
“Anyway, you should get some sleep. Specs is gonna lecture us both if he finds out we were awake all this time.”
“Hmm, dude, you too. Gladdy’s still on first watch right now, right?” It wasn’t like he needed to be, the door was heavily barricaded but Gladio was stubborn and insisted in a tone that left no room for argument. When he offered to take a shift, it was shot down fast, which was ridiculous to the blond because he wasn’t made of glass, he could handle it. After a few long moments, his brows furrowed, puzzled. Something was off. Noct was taking too long to answer and there was a slight change to scent in the air.
His anxieties were being pushed to the back of his mind, he felt oddly peaceful and then it hit him when his eyes were half-way closed. “Cheater,” he mumbled, unable to fight the calming scent the alpha was providing. There wasn’t much he could do to counter it in his current state, worn down, exhausted and still hurting. They’d given him a potion earlier, but some of his injuries ran deeper than one could heal and he wasn’t about to have them waste another one when the blond was more than capable of handling it. Now, without his pills and suppressant’s he was more susceptible to the scent and that brought another round of thoughts that were scarier than they ought to have been.
Even if they knew he was an omega, no one else besides his parents did, so maybe he could go back to the amount he was taking before? The idea of dealing with certain alpha’s and a regular heat was unpleasant. When they thought he was a beta, they tended to mostly leave him be. It was better that way.
The scent grew a little stronger, his eyes finally shut with another muttered, half-hearted complaint. Still, even in this nightmare of a place(he was ready to be out of there as soon as possible), it was nice being tangled with Noct, and there was that seed of hope from what he said just earlier. Were they really accepting of what he was? Noctis wouldn’t lie to him like that so did it really mean there was a chance they could be together? It didn’t seem real, but the hope was there and it was nice to head off to sleep with the idea playing in his dreams instead of being in armor that fit too well and on the receiving end of one of the others weapons.
Once Noctis felt the grip on his shirt loosen and noticed the even breathing of the man in his arms, he finally looked down. Prom was, thankfully, finally asleep and getting some rest, however brief it may be before they had to leave. He wasn’t sure of the time or how long they had been talking. The young king hadn’t moved to get his phone to look.
In the movies, he knew well, that in a situation like this one of the love interests would confess, kiss passionately and usually move on to a scene that would show why the movie was rated as high it was. Reality was so much different and he briefly wondered if he hadn’t missed a chance. One to really back up what he had said. After everything, they could be together, if Prom wanted. Astrals knew Noctis did.
There was a small amount of guilt for having to use that calming scent against his friend without permission, but he knew Prompto would be fighting to stay awake if he hadn’t. That would have to be dealt with later. For now, he thought about his battle with Ardyn, reuniting with Luna and the possibility of going to sleep and waking up together like this but in a regular bed.
They were all together again, and his friends weren’t about to be forcefully separated anytime soon.
He’d make sure of it.
Additional Notes:
This was a birthday present to myself back on December 22nd and I finally finished it. Some of it is a little rushed though.
This is also for practicing world-building in different ways.
Unless stated otherwise, the chapters are not connected.
Tags will be updated as needed.
I won't be doing any full on non-con content. No thank you. Or rapist Ardyn.
Whumptober fics are still being written. I've just had a lot of bad stuff going on.
Expect some ooc-ness, I'm still trying to get the hang of these characters.
Lady Lunafreya lives.
This will only update whenever I feel like writing for it. Don't expect consistent updates.
Tips or suggestions for the characterization are always welcome. I'll let you know if I have someone act a certain way for a reason.
Don't take these works too seriously. Some of it is outright self-indulgent trash.
The ending is up to interpretation.
This is my first contribution to the ffxv fandom and also an exert from a fic I'm currently in the process of writing. (the lore of the Gods is edited a bit. Sorry not sorry. )
some kisses and a little suggestive fun times, but nothing explicit
Noctis was the first one awake, which was abnormal to say the least. Prompto usually went running at the ass crack of dawn, Ignis was the next to rise for Ebony and organizing the days events. Gladio was the second to last to rise for training and things of the sort. . But, the three were sprawled out next to him, the blonde omega was curled into an incredibly tight fetal position, his golden curls were splayed around his head like the rays of the sun. Carbuncle was sleeping peacefully against his back. Ignis moved the least out of the four of them and usually stuck to sleeping between Gladio and Prompto, so Noctis could cuddle Prom as much as he wanted. Gladio was splayed out on his back with an arm thrown over his face. Noctis squinted at the clock and his brow furrowed in confusion, why were they all still asleep and so late into the morning at that.
Prompto shifted from his position and stretched out as he slowly awoke, his nose wrinkling in distaste when Carbuncle moved to settle onto his newly exposed and no doubt warm belly, he was like a furnace at night. A pleasant feeling bubbled in the pit of Noctis' belly; this was the first time he'd woken up to a full bed in a long while, it was incredibly lovely.
They could finally spend time with each other. Noctis hummed in delight and leaned down to pepper kisses across Prompto's face, the omega mewled in discontent before Noctis buried a hand in his sleep mussed locks and tugged until Prom rolled to face him, blue hues peering up at him behind hooded lids. "What is it Noct?" The Alpha hummed again and leaned down to catch his lips in a kiss.
Prompto's kisses were always soft, always left you wanting more, a slow burn that ticked every want in Noct's body. Prom slowly melted into the kiss, a soft sound of need pushed into Noct’s mouth as he raised his hands to cup the back of Noct’s head. Gentle caresses passed between the two as tongues caressed one another, soft moans and labored breaths woke the men beside them and they watched in lethargic interest as the two clung to one another. Carbuncle darted out from between the cuddling pair, dissatisfied with becoming a pancake of a creature and Noct silently thanked him as he spread Prompto's bare legs and settled between them. Prompto always started out in shorts and a shirt when he slept, but he usually only had on the shirt by the time morning rolled around. Noct wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside his mate and was about to live out his heart's want when the bedroom door flung open.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS!"
The mates froze at the sound of Lunafreya Flueret's voice greeting the royal pack.
Reality came crashing down around Noct and he realized why his pack was still in bed this morning.
Why the last month had been a hectic mess. Why the faint scent of pine and cinnamon flooded every corner of the citadel.
It was the day that Shiva and Ifrit's gift to the earth had been born, the savior of mankind. The prophet of the Gods.
Prompto's favorite holiday.
The omega in question wiggled out from underneath Nocits and launched out of bed. Noct held in a whimper at the loss.
"Merry Christmas, Luna!" The two chatted excitedly as Prompto quickly stepped into his shorts and followed the other blonde out of the royal pack's bed chamber, while the pair began discussing the days events. Noctis whimpered as his mate left him behind without a thought and turned to glare at his other two pack members as they guffawed at Noct's misfortune.
There were two things that were rated higher than Noct in Prompto's list of important things: Chocobos and Christmas.
Noctis thinks he knows what's wrong with Prompto, but he is dead wrong.
AO3
Noctis had been dozing off in the back of the Regalia when Gladio’s voice suddenly boomed, “you doin ok back there, kid?” Noctis blinked the sleep from his eyes and his brow furrowed, “what?”
Gladio made a sound of gruff irritation and Noctis could practically feel the eye roll from the other. “Not you, was askin blondie.” Immediately Noctis looked over to said blond and noted that he did in fact look oddly pale and was clutching his stomach.
Concern spread through the alpha and he was about to ask what was wrong when Prompto spoke up suddenly. “Ignis, the car, pull over.” His voice was low but desperate and as soon as the words were spoken he clamped a hand over his mouth while Ignis quickly stopped the car.
The car had barely come to a halt when Prompto had thrown open the door, he only made it a few steps before his stomach betrayed him and he bent over. Noct followed behind him and laid a gentle hand on the omega’s back, he felt Prompto tense under his touch and a small part of him felt hurt at the action.
“What’s wrong?” If Prompto was getting sick then they should go out and get some medicine, maybe hunker down at town if need be. Prompto shook his head after the nausea began to fade, “I’m fine, must be motion sickness or something.” Somewhere from behind the pair he heard Gladio make a noise and told the beta, “or something.”
Noctis couldn’t hear whatever Ignis said in response due to Promto once again heaving up whatever was left in his stomach,“Prom, you sure you’re ok?” Prompto nodded and after a few more minutes he straightened up, “ok, think it’s finally done. Sorry bout all that guys.”
Noctis shook his head, “better out here then in the car.” Prompto gave a strained smile at the comment and gladly took the water that Ignis offered with a small thanks. Ignis looked up at the sky before giving the blond a quick glance, “it will be night soon, we should find a place to rest.”
Prompto shook his head, “I’ll be fine, we need to keep going.” Ignis locked eyes with the man and a silent conversation seemed to play out between the two before Prompto cast his eyes to the ground in submission, the beta then looked towards Noctis and gave him a meaningful look.
It took Noctis a moment to understand what the look meant and he nodded, “yeah, let’s find a haven and settle in for the night.” Ignis nodded in agreement, “there should be one close by, I believe we should be able to walk there.”
They all nodded and set off, though Noctis couldn’t help but notice how silent the omega had become. He wasn’t the only one and Gladio gave Prompto a large pat on the back, “still feelin sick?” Prompto shook his head but it was clear by his silence that he was still fighting back vomit and the concern that had blossomed earlier bloomed in full in Noctis’s chest.
His phone let out a small chirp and he checked it instinctively, ‘Prom Heat’, he stared at the alert that he had set up and felt things click into place. He had heard that omega’s sometimes got sick before a heat began and the when he thought about it harder he realized that the man’s scent had changed.
Not drastically, just enough to notice and Noctis knew that they should head into town and wait the heat out. Though how they would play it out next would be tricky, Noctis had helped Prompto through his last two heats but now, well things had changed and he would probably need to talk to Promto about it.
When they got to the Haven Ignis wasted no time in getting dinner started while the others began setting up camp, though Noctis noted that Gladio seemed to be doing most of Prompto’s usual chores but he didn’t have too much time to dwell on it before dinner was served.
It was soup and it was no surprise to Noctis that it was delicious, however when he looked over he saw that Prompto had barely touched it. Ignis noticed this as well and took a breath, “you must eat, even if you feel nauseous. You worked hard today and you need your strength.”
Noctis could hear that something was going unsaid and it was further confirmed when Prompto obediently started eating and Noctis felt something unpleasant begin to worm its way through his chest. After the dishes were put away both Ignis and Gladio went into the tent with a final look to both Noctis and Prompto, something that again struck Noctis as odd.
After the pair left Noctis noticed an immediate shift in tone and seeing the blond pull into himself caused his heart to throb. After a few moments of silence Noctis began, “look Prom, I already know.” This caused said man to stare at him with round eyes and Noctis frowned at the fear present in them, “really? How?”
Noctis nodded before rubbing the back of his head, “remember that time that your heat started in the middle of class?” Prompto was obviously confused but nodded, it was an experience he would likely never forget.
“Well after that I set up an alert on my phone for every three months, just in case. I’ll tell the guys that we should settle down in town for awhile.” Prompto blinked at the explanation before leaning forward, “that’s not going- we won’t need to do that. My heat isn’t coming, it won’t for awhile.”
He told the last part to the ground and let out a deep and shaky breath. Noctis leaned forward in concern, “please tell me you didn’t take that weird suppressant stuff again.” Noctis couldn’t help but think back to the time Prompto had tried some new injection that stopped a heat all together, and how it landed the blond in the hospital. Prompto seemed to swallow around an invisible lump in his throat and shook his head, “nothing like that.”
The alpha waited for him to collect himself and Promtpo looked up at him with sad eyes, “can’t have a heat if you’re already pregnant.”
He tsk’d. For several years now, he’d been fighting himself for the sake of his social standing. However, all that didn’t matter anymore. He wasn’t obliged to marry anyone anymore. He wasn’t even really a prince. Now, he only knew one thing. He would be damned if he let another alpha near the omega he’d been looking after.
Reaching out, he ran a gentle finger along the sensitive point just below Prompto’s ear, nose flaring slightly at the scent wafting from there. It was a scent he loved smelling. A gentle mixture of honey, vanilla, and sun-warmed wheat, untainted by any other scent.
Noctis laid in bed and thought about what had happened earlier that day, they had arrived in Lestallum, he went on a weird date thing with Iris, he kept getting these mind numbing headache, and they now had a place where a sword might be.
He heard the shower shut off and after a few moments Prompto exited the bathroom ready for bed, after some hesitation he crawled into bed next to Noctis. Noctis smiled, it was nice not having to hide it anymore, even if Ignis and Gladio already knew before hand.
As well as Iris apparently who had already given the pair a large hug and congratulations, a part of Noctis wondered if she knew about the child before he did. On that note when did everyone learn about the pregnancy he wondered and made a note to ask tomorrow.
He was slowly beginning to drift off when Ignis’s voice stopped him, “now would be a good time to discuss our plans for tomorrow.” Prompto shifted so he was sitting up, “we’re going to go find the magic sword, right?” Noctis nodded before he remembered the hospital that Iris had been very clear to point out to him as well as telling him that they had state of the art machines, now that he thought of it more she also had taken him to a booth in marketplace that specializes in maternity wear.
His mind drifted to how long it was no taking Prompto to get dressed in the morning, he knew that Prompto would object but it needed to happen. “We should check out the hospital tomorrow, maybe the marketplace. We don’t know when we’ll have another chance like this.”
Once the words were out Gladio gave him a small nod of approval and Ignis had the barest hint of a smile, “I believe that is a wise plan.” Prompto on the other hand was giving Noctis a look of confusion and concern, “are your headaches getting worse?”
The marketplace made sense, it was smart to stock up before going to a place they knew would be swarming with monsters, but the hospital bit was concerning. Noctis shook his head, “not for me, for you. We need to make sure that all this running around isn’t going to hurt anyone.”
As per expected Prompto tried to fight, “we really don’t need to, I feel fine, everything is alright. Besides I had a checkup less than a month ago, no one needs that many.” Gladio scoffed, “they do when their pregnant and shooting up Daemons.” Prompto opened his mouth to argue but Ignis’s voice cut in and his tone left no room to argue.
“The fights will only become more strenuous from here, if there is something wrong we should know now and do what we can to eliminate any future complications.” Prompto bit his lip before sighing and silently relenting, he laid back down and Noctis felt a brief flash of guilt at everyone backing the blond into a corner, but this was important.
“Alright, so we have our plan for tomorrow. Night guys.” A chorus of goodnights followed and after the lights were turned off Noctis gathered the omega in his arms. He had expected some resistance but was surprised when Prompto scooted back to be more firmly pressed against him, he couldn’t say anything without the others hearing so instead he kissed the blonde's shoulder and hoped his feelings came across.
When morning came he was awoken by a rough Gladio, “rise and shine princess.” After a groan and a small push he finally opened his eyes, looking around he quickly noted the absence of a certain blonde. “Where’s Prompto?” Ignis looked up from his paper for a brief moment before continuing reading, “he mentioned something about nerves and went for a jog.”
His expression was neutral but his tone conveyed he was not pleased at the action, and neither was Noctis. Nonetheless the alpha got dressed and waited for the blonde to come back, he didn’t have to wait long as an out of breath Prompto entered the room a few minutes later.
“You ok?” Noctis was already walking over to him, though he wasn’t sure what he could do to help. Prompto nodded and straightened up, “yeah, just hotter than I was expecting.” Ignis gave him a careful look before sipping his coffee, “make sure to drink plenty of water.”
Prompto gave him a small nod and after downing a glass grabbed his clothes and promised to be out in a jiffy. While waiting Noctis tried to play a game to pass the time but he felt oddly nervous, why though he couldn’t tell.
Gladio picked up on it and gave him a rough pat on the back, “you really that scared to see your own kid?” Noctis’s heart picked up at the comment and he wave the arm away, “don’t know what you’re talking about.” Ignis watched the pair and after another sip spoke up, “I would imagine there will be an ultrasound at some point.”
Noctis froze at the words, he had never seen an ultrasound first hand, only in movies and he found himself unsure at what to expect. His question was cut short by Prompto opening the door and if the way he was biting hi lip was anything to go by, he was just as worried.
Despite this he flashed Noctis a smile, albeit strained, and tried to appear casual. “You ready?” Noctis forced himself to take a breath, “as I’ll ever be.” That was apparently the wrong thing to say and he watched as Prompto shifted in discomfort, “don’t get to excited, but seriously you don’t have to come. I went through one of these before, I’ll just give you guys the details later.”
Noctis mentally slapped himself and could feel Ignis and Gladios staring at him, rubbing the back of his head he let out a breath. “I want to go, I mean if you're ok with it.” This seemed to put Prompto at ease and he gave the other a smile, “then let's do it.”
Bidding goodbye to their companions the pair walked down the streets side by side, however when Noctis finally caved and grabbed the blond’s hand in his own Prompto nearly jumped. Noctis rose an eyebrow at the action, “do you not like holding hands?”
Prompto stared at him before looking at the people milling about, “it’s not that, but dude everyone can see us.” Noctis lazily looked around, no one really seemed to concerned with the pair. “We’re not doing anything wrong, and I want to hold your hand.” Prompto huffed in frustration over how the other man didn’t see the big issue, “you’re the prince, if someone saw us...”
Noctis finally understood the problem and gave the other a small smile, “if someone saw us they would be confused about how a dead guy was wandering around. Prompto, I love you, you’re pregnant with my child. I think it’s ok if we hold hands in public.”
Prompto bit his lips before giving out a small chuckle, “guess you have a point there.” The rest of the walk was uneventful and so wass checking in, the wait however was excruciating. Neither could seem to find it in themselves to pull out their phones and Prompto was left bouncing his leg and twiddling his thumbs, Noctis on the other hands was reading through a pamphlet and silently praying that the six would spare Prompto and his child any of these terrible things.
When they were finally called the doctor, a kind female beta, sat them down with a smile, “so what brings you two in today?” Prompto looked at Noctis and the alpha responded by joining their hands together and giving him a reassuring squeeze. “I, um, well we, we want to make sure everything is alright.”
The woman gave the pair a small smile, “understood, we’ll start off with a urine test. Then we can move on to a blood test, I’ll check your blood pressure and weight, then the ultrasound. Sound good to you?” Prompto gave a sharp nod and went off to the restroom leaving Noctis alone with the doctor, “ now are there any comments or concerns you have? I’ll ask Prompto about his when he returns.”
Noctis immediately thought of all the terrible sounding complications and after a moment found his voice, “what can I do? To help him, to help the baby?” The woman gave him a warm smile, “well for starters; minimize stress, this is something often overlooked by mates but it’s one of the most important things you can do. Help him out when you can, give him massages, let him vent to you, little things can go a long way to help. That doesn't mean baby him however, that’ll only stress him out more.”
At seeing the look Noctis was giving her she nodded, “it sounds easy, but can be very difficult to find a good medium. I can tell you both more in depth once the tests are complete what to do but that would be a good start.” Prompto came in a moment later and more tests were done, however when it came to checking his weight Noctis didn’t miss the small frown the doctor had at the number.
After urging the blond to lay down and lift his shirt Prompto hesitated and turned pink, Noctis knew he was self conscious about his stomach and grabbed his hand again. After a few more moments Prompto finally raised his shirt and stared at the wall.
The woman said nothing but pursed her lips at how much his pants were digging into his skin, and after gently prompting him the omega unbuttoned them. Gentle hands felt around his stomach and soon enough she was pulling away, “thank you, now I’m going to put some gel on your stomach so we can get a good picture. Be warned though, it’s cold.”
Despite her warning Prompto yelped as she lathered it on and Noctis felt his breath catch when he saw her hooking up a machine. Prompto squeezed his hand and Noctis leaned in closer to him as she ran a wand over his stomach.
For a long moment there was silence until finally a fast heartbeat filled the room, Noctis let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and Prompto let out a laugh of relief. At a small ah-ha the pair turned their attention to the small screen, and after the doctor pointed it out Noctis stared at the grainy image of their child.
He glanced back at Prompto’s stomach before looking to the screen and felt his breath catch, that was their child. Clearing his throat a few times he finally spoke, “the heartbeat, is everything alright?” The woman nodded, “yes, it’s meant to be fast, in fact your child has a very strong heartbeat.”
Prompto sniffled, “hear that, our kid is already a badass.” Noctis felt his throat grow tight, “well yeah, look at the parents.” After asking if the pair would like a picture and receiving a resounding yes, the pair were handed a picture of their child and after tucking it away somewhere safe they turned the attention back to the doctor.
After she was finished looking through the test results she set them down, “so I need to start off saying that the baby appears to be in excellent health, however.” Noctis immediately became on edge, “Prompto you’re a tad bit underweight, it’s nothing serious so far but it’s better to get a handle on it now. You also have an iron deficiency, now both of these things can be taken care of with a healthy diet as well as some prenatal vitamins. I also must express concern about your clothing, it’s a bit tight and could lead to problems if you continue to force your body to fit them. Other than that everything looks fine, you two are free to go.”
The pair walked numbly out of the hospital before Noctis spoke up, “we should go back to the inn and tell the guys how it went. Then we go to the marketplace.” Prompto gave him a nod, though it was clear that he was stressing out about what the doctor said.
Noctis brought the blond closer and molded their lips together, one hand was gently placed on the blonde's cheek while the other drifted down to his stomach. This was the first time that Noctis had done so in a long time and he felt his breath catch at the small swell his hand was greeted with.
“We can do this, Prom, everything will be ok.” Prompto gave the man a small smile before placing a hand over Noctis’s, “yeah, it’ll be fine. Now let’s go show everyone our kids first picture.”
The words rang in Noctis’s ears, pregnant, Prompto was pregnant, he found he could form no words and barely could remember to breath. Prompto misread the silence and seemed to hug himself, “it’s yours, I’m sorry but you deserve to know.”
At the voice of the other Noctis seemed to find his voice, “how long have you known?” A small part of him hoped the answer would be that the blond only recently found out, but at how the omega looked away he knew the answer would not be good.
“...I found out a week before we left.” When the royal engagement was made official he meant and Noctis cast him a look as he felt something akin to betrayal rise up like vomit. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you come with us? Why are you still fighting!?”
Noctis was standing by this point and his voice had risen, Prompto flinched before the need to defend himself sprung forward and he was on his feet as well. “When was I supposed to tell you? After your marriage was announced? Or should I have told you after Insomnia fell!? There was no good time!”
Noctis heard Ignis and Gladios leaving the tent but he paid them no mind, “you should have told me immediately! Not hide it and throw yourself in battle every day!” Prompto opened his mouth to rebuttal but a hand on his shoulder stopped him and Ignis spoke in a calm voice.
“Calm yourself, nothing good will come out of anger. That goes for you as well Noctis.” Noctis looked at Ignis before a spike of anger flashed through, “you knew, you knew and you let him fight.” He was no longer yelling but his voice was no a low growl, a sound that caused Gladio to stand straighter and place himself in front of the beta and omega.
As expected Noctis turned his attention on the other alpha and Gladio spoke. “Kid was comin with us whether we want him to or not and it’ll better to have him close by in case things get messy then if he was on his own.” Noctis scowled at the answer and Prompto pushed past the two in front of him so he could look Noctis in the eye.
“I’m staying with you guys, nothing you do or say could shake me off. I don’t care how much you hate me I won’t leave you, and after everything is settled then I’ll.” Prompto sucked in a breath before steeling his resolve once more, “I’ll leave you alone, you won’t ever have to see me. You can marry Luna and have beautiful babies and live a life of everlasting peace with her, I won’t stand in your way of happiness but I need to see this through.”
His declaration caused all pairs of eyes to fall onto him and Noctis felt like a slap in the face would have been easier to go through. Finally he shook his head, “Prompto, I could never hate you, never and I need you on my side. But Prom I can’t lose you, I want you by my side but most of all I want you safe.”
Prompto let out a sigh and laid a hand on the man's shoulder, “I’m being careful, no way am I gonna let some monster hurt my kid.” As soon as the words were said the air grew quiet and Prompto shifted uncomfortably, wondering if he made it awkward.
What he wasn’t expecting was the look Noct was making as his eyes traveled down to the blonde's stomach and the sharp breath he drew in, Prompto shifted under the heavy stare before Noctis moved forward. Prompto wasn’t sure what to expect but it certainly wasn't to be locked into an embrace, after a moment Prompto wrapped his arms around the other and finally let himself relax.
The pair stayed like that for a few minutes as Gladio and Ignis left them to have their moment together, finally Noctis released his grip and they pulled apart. “Finally hit you, huh?” Noctis gave a small nod, “guess so, I always knew that one day I would have kids but now that it’s actually going to happen.”
He trailed off but Prompto nodded, “you’re telling me, I’m the one growing a baby and it still doesn’t always hit me.” He rubbed the back of his head and gave the alpha a sheepish smile before it suddenly dropped, “so I guess this means we need to, you know, talk about stuff.”
Noctis nodded and sat heavily back down in the chair, resting his arms on his knees he looked at the blond expectantly. “Where should we start?” Part of him wanted to argue more about letting Prompto continue fighting but he would continue that another time.
Prompto sat as well and looked at the ground, “so we need to come up with what we’ll tell people, mostly Luna.” Noctis looked at him in confusion, “what do you mean, Luna will be ecstatic when she hears the news.” Prompto gave the alpha an incredulous look, “I may not know Luna personally, but I can’t think of anyone who would be happy to hear their fiancée knocked up some random omega.”
Noctis shook his head, “there won’t be a marriage, I never loved Luna, or at least not in the way I love you.” Prompto stared at him with his mouth agape before he found words, “Noct, what about about peace and the fact that Luna is obviously the best person to sit besides you on the throne or how- wait what was that last part?”
Prompto’s thoughts were going to fast to hang on to one for a long amount of time but Noctis’s words of love rang through his ears. Noctis looked away before looking back at the other man, “Prom, I love you. I know i've never said it before but I love you, and I can’t think of any other person better than you to be by my side and I don’t want anyone else by it either.”
Prompto was silent before he felt a lump form in his throat and he felt tears burning the corner of his eyes, “shit, hormones, sorry.” He wiped at his eyes and Noct got up from his chair to kneel in front of the man, when Prompto looked up Noct locked their lips together. When they separated Prompto was smiling, “I love you too.”
