Jan 30, 2017
lastoftheline replied to your post: #Prompto wants to video tape it *sweats even...
“GODDAMMIT PROMPTO”
YOU STAY OUT OF THIS NOCTIS THIS IS ABOUT ME YOUR DAD AND GLADDYS DAD
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lastoftheline replied to your post: #Prompto wants to video tape it *sweats even...
“GODDAMMIT PROMPTO”
YOU STAY OUT OF THIS NOCTIS THIS IS ABOUT ME YOUR DAD AND GLADDYS DAD
When’s the next holiday?
Ignis woke up later in the day than he regularly found himself; of course having shut off his alarm it wasn’t that hard to regain the sleep they’d lost the prior night. He sat up in bed, Noct still draped over him as he leaned back against the headboard to check his messages for the day. Some important updates, a few short messages, another updated... And... really, nothing out of the ordinary. He shut his phone, already tired from hearing the messages, the nagging, the constant judgement that he needed to have Noct do more and his slack meant the future king’s(slack). He rubbed his face and reached for his cigarettes but opted out; he’d rather not with the prince so close to him and sleeping at that.
He opened his notebook, full of recipes and ideas, alterations and notes on cultural culinary. What could he feed the other today? Not that...he’d fed Noct that last week... curry sounded nice...but that meant vegetables... although samosas seemed to be passable...so long as he removed carrots and celery...
Wrapping the boy in his sheets, Ignis got out of bed and tossed his bottoms into the hamper, a mental note on the way by; “
Brew coffee --Cigarette
Start prep
Chill samosa filling and dough separately
Simmer curry/Cover...
Noct should be up --Poached eggs on toast with fruit salad parfait --Laundry while he eats...
Fold samosas”
The list seemed to grow exponentially as he finally began to wake up... Working down the list as Noct slept, he moved as quietly as he could, but still at an acceptable pace, adding to the list of things, reading the last batch of papers he had been given to study on the political turns of the past few weeks.
Response from here / @lastoftheline (Don’t have to answer this!! Prompto was just being stubborn about needing to respond!!)
His friend was being stubborn...self destructive and he could see it wearing on him. A scowl managed to make it to his face, something that was a rarity when it was genuine.
A firm hand placed itself on Noctis’ arm and shook his head firmly.
“Noctis, no. You need to rest. You’re going to run yourself into the ground. No jokes, no quips. This is your best friend telling you, you need to stop.” Prompto pressured gently. “It’s okay to grieve...but this...you can’t keep doing this, Noct. Your-- ...Just for a night or two, come on. If not for yourself, for the rest of us?”
He was exhausted too, surprised that he was being level headed despite the fact that he wanted to snap just as much as the prince. But someone needed to reason with him. And Ignis and Gladiolus decidedly weren’t. So Prompto needed to step up to the plate.
“I had no idea you felt like that about me. I thought you were just interested in me as a friend. I’m sorry.”
unrequited love/infidelity starter sentences
@lastoftheline
The words made the photographer flinch. Had he messed up and made his feelings too obvious?? He’d…been trying so damn hard to keep it under wraps. Prompto didn’t want to destroy what friendship they did have. Everyone elses’ feelings and lives came first. That was what he’d promised when these feelings reared their ugly head.
So much for that…
“I do!! I mean…I… I was at first!” Sighing, he looked to the side and away from Noctis.
“What are you apologizing for? You’re not the idiot that fell in love with his best friend. The idiot who decided that falling for someone who was already spoken for was a great idea.” His self-deprecating side was starting to show and it only made the gunner grimace.
“Honest, Noct. I didn’t mean to come off like it had to be returned… I didn’t wanna ruin our friendship like that, honest! I j-just…” A frown came across his face. “…Can we just forget we even had this talk? Whatever it is I’m doing, I’ll stop just…”
Running a clammy hand through his hair, he let out another sigh. Trying to combat the rush of anxiety and panic.
“I’m the one who should be apologizing. Not you… I don’t…I don’t want to talk about it. It’s a thing. It’ll stop being a thing eventually. Don’t worry about it.”
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Nope. Nope. Clarus was going to just delete this one. It was awkward enough that Ignis had sent him one of these not long before but now the Prince? Regis would kill him,
[Text]: Young Prince. I will delete this but please be more careful. We don’t need a scandal.
‘ at night i dream of you. ’
“And I often dream of you as well.” Luna wouldn't tell the prince about the prophesized dreams she had of him. Such burdens were unnecessary for now, and she did not wish for him to dwell on fate.
Send ❤️ for a romantic kiss
Today was Noctis’s birthday, and Lunafreya had coordinated with the Prince’s friends to have a party at Hammerhead. Though Lunafreya had never been there herself, the whole scenario was meant to be one of thoughtfulness. The local diner would be cooking behemoth steaks for them both–a thank you nod to Noctis’s hard work.
Unbeknownst to Luna, everybody else in the location had cleared out. She showed up at the correct meeting time and everything, yet she was the only other person here outside waiting for him.
Headlights in the distance finally showed a car that pulled up, fancy and black in color. Luna had only one guess as to whom the driver was, more than likely the guest of honor and man of the hour. Little did she know that this was all a setup for the two of them to be alone together.
“Welcome, Noctis.” The Oracle gave a warm smile to the Prince, who seemed to have been in a somewhat bored mood. “And a happy birthday.”
The duo entered the diner, Luna hoping all the while that somebody else would be there to make matters less awkard. Thankfully, there was, though only one other person. It was the chef himself, who simply served them their food then busied himself with other matters.
Quietly they ate, not saying much to each other. The blonde decided it would be right to break the silence, as they hadn’t spoken face to face in years. It was bound to be at least a bit out of the ordinary. “I heard from Lord Ignis that this food was prepared in honor of your name.” The crack of a smile could be seen on the Prince’s face at this, somewhat of a proud one.
Other than that, the conversation didn’t amount to much. In light of this, Luna shook it off and took his hand in hers, leading him outside to view the stars.
“They really don’t change, do they?” she mused. “They’re the same as when we were children.” A small smile rested on her lips, which were soon on his. The kiss was short and simple, sweet yet romantic at the same time. “A Happy Birthday, Noctis.”