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Prompt Post Round Five
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Fill 10/?: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-10-27 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)The blonde smiled a little. He reached and fumbled at the bedside table for his phone to check for the time. It was just a little bit past 5:30—no wonder it was still dark outside. But he was up anyway; so he slid down from the bed, careful to not jostle Noctis too much and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, before switching his sleeping shorts into training pants and put on his running shoes.
Slipping out from their bedroom as silent as possible (not that any noise could wake Noctis up now), he headed towards the beach. The morning air was cold and his breaths came out in white puffs; Prompto stretched himself for a minute before started his morning jog.
When he finished his run, the sun was already up; he was sweating and panting and perhaps shivering a bit, but it was a good run. Prompto wiped the sweat off his forehead and went back to his room, not expecting Noctis to be up already.
But he was; Noctis turned his head lazily when he opened the door, only to sit up straight the moment his eyes landed on Prompto. “You’re back,” he said, a little bit tense.
“Yeah, I was going for a run around the beach. It’s really great!” Prompto smiled, suddenly feeling too self-conscious. He was sweating a lot, and his t-shirt must have been soaked in sweat and probably smelt gross. “Um... uh... L-Let me take a shower first before heading towards the restaurant for breakfast!” he said quickly, before heading towards the bathroom, not giving Noctis any chance to answer.
Prompto shed his clothes and took a quick shower to get rid of the stickiness on his skin and the smell. When he stepped out, he realised that he didn’t bring any change of clothes, so he wound a towel around his waist and went outside.
Noctis was grooming himself when he went out. He made a sound of acknowledgement when he saw Prompto, before going to the bathroom himself. Prompto proceeded to pull a clean shirt and a pair of baggy cargo pants from his luggage, before taking his phone and decided to play a round of King’s Knight as he waited for Noctis.
When the Prince went out of the bathroom and got dressed, they headed towards the restaurant for breakfast. They hadn’t seen Ignis and Gladio, but figured out that they might not want to be disturbed since they had their own plans.
“So what do you want to do?” Noctis asked.
“Hmm... Guess I’m sticking to the original plan. Water-skiing, and then boating!” he grinned. “We can pack some sandwiches so we won’t starve while waiting forever for a fish to catch your hook.”
“It’s not that long anyway,” Noctis grumbled, but he didn’t protest when Prompto dragged him towards the beach shack that offered multiple water-involved entertainment.
“Two tickets for water-skiing, please,” Prompto said, lifting his fingers, before Noct could said anything. The shack owner raised an eyebrow when he saw Prompto and Noctis.
“...aren’t you kids too young for this?” he said gruffly. “You need a guardian’s permission to be able to rent these.”
Prompto looked offended. “I’m eighteen! So is he!” He pointed at Noctis. The shack owner didn’t seem to be convinced.
Noctis sighed. He dug out his wallet from his pocket and took out his student ID card, putting it on the counter. “Will that suffice?” he asked, staring at the owner. The man looked at the card sceptically, but his eyes widened when he saw the name on that card.
“P-P-P—“ he stuttered.
“Just let us rent the damn ski,” Noctis interrupted. “And please keep my presence here in secret, thank you very much.”
“Y-Yes! Certainly...!” The shack owner hastily replied, before he went inside to retrieve the equipment. Prompto glanced at Noctis, who looked bored.
“...what?” he asked when he caught Prompto staring.
“N-No, it’s just...” the blonde smiled sheepishly. “I didn’t cause you trouble... did I?”
“It’s just the matter of using my name,” Noctis offered Prompto a reassuring smile. “It’s nothing troublesome at all. I won’t let him ruin the fun like this.”
“Well... Thanks!” Prompto was back on being his bubbly self again. “I appreciate that, Noct! Thank you!”
Noctis smiled. “No problem.”
Once the owner had been back with the water-skiing equipment, they headed towards the pier, where a few of motorboats were stationed. Prompto gleefully started stripping already, leaving only his swimming trunks. “Come on, Noct!” he yelled at Noctis. “Let’s go!”
“You’re just too excited,” Noctis yelled back, but he grinned as he shed his own clothes and joined Prompto. He paused for a bit when they were about to board the boat, looking a little bit doubtful just for a split second.
“What’s wrong, Noct? Scared?” he smirked, and Noctis snorted.
“You wish,” he said, finally stepping into the board. There were two people in the boat; one to be the driver, and another assumed to the one who would help them getting into the water-ski thing. “Let’s go, then!”
“Alright, hit it!”
It turned out that Prompto sucked at it more than Noctis. The dark-haired teen laughed when Prompto fell over for the third time in ten minutes since they went down to the water. “You suck!” he yelled.
“Shut up, Noct!” Prompto grumbled and shook his head to get rid of the water, frowning deeply. “This is so hard to do!”
“Just admit it, you’re poor at maintaining your balance,” Noctis cackled as he watched Prompto climbing into his ski once again.
The blonde glared, but he didn’t throw any more comments when the boat started to pull them again.
They spent the rest of the morning water-skiing, and when they finally returned to the pier, Prompto felt his whole body aching. He thought he was quite fit from all the runs he did, but obviously that wasn’t enough, since Noct was stretching not far from him, looking pleased.
“That was fun,” Noctis commented, turning back to Prompto. “You up for a light lunch before we head to fish?”
Prompto groaned. “Are you serious, Noct?!” he huffed. “My body feels like it’s tearing itself apart.”
“Hey, it’s just fishing. We just have to sit,” Noctis replied, grinning. “Besides, I’ve gone along with the water-skiing, now it’s your turn.”
“Fine, fine,” he grumbled, reluctantly following Noctis back to the restaurant, where they got lunch and a pack of sandwiches to be brought along. After that, they rented a boat and went to the deep water before Noctis summoned his fishing gear and started the preparation.
They ended up spending three hours fishing, Prompto even falling asleep for a little while waiting for Noctis’s lure to catch something. When they finally returned back to the pier, the sky was turning red, and the sun was hanging low on the horizon.
“Let’s take a walk,” Prompto grinned. “I want to take a couple of photos! Look at that sweet sunset!”
“You just want to feel how’s it like to take the infamous ‘romantic’ walk in Galdin,” Noctis teased. Prompto grumbled and turned back, hoping that the orange glow masked his blushing face.
“You’re welcome to go back to the room if you don’t want to,” he sulked, trotting away.
“Hey, don’t be mad, I’m just kidding,” Noctis ran after him, soon catching up and chuckled. “Go ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”
Prompto responded with a snort and started taking pictures. The sunset was really pretty, glowing orange and red sphere in the distance; and the Angelgard Island looked gorgeous. He snapped a few pictures and turned back, intending to show it to Noctis, but the Prince was actually distracted by something else and wasn’t looking at Prompto, so he took the chance to snap a picture of him.
Noctis turned in surprise when he heard the shutter click. “Did you just photograph me?” he asked.
Prompto grinned. “You looked gorgeous there! There’s no way I will pass it,” he said, scrolling through the pictures he just took. Honestly, it made him jealous that his best friend was so handsome, even photographed candidly and after being in the sun for so long. The sunset helped boosting those delicate features, and Prompto had to admit, he could stare at these photos for hours.
“...Prompto,” he heard Noctis called his name, and he lifted his head from the camera. “I like you.”
The blonde stopped. His heart started to beat faster.
“I like you too!” he answered, and he forced himself not to let his voice too shaky. “Best bros forever, right?”
“Y... Yeah,” Noctis replied back, “Best bros forever, Prom.” He raised his hand, and Prompto slapped it, grinning.
Noctis went back to their room first, claiming that he’s tired, so Prompto let him be and walked on the beach for a little longer to take more pictures. When he finally went back to the hotel, it was already dark, but Noctis was nowhere to be seen.
“Ignis! Gladio!” Prompto was relieved when he saw both of Noctis’s retainers were still in their own room. “Do you see Noct? Where is he?”
“Oh,” Ignis answered. “He is with Lady Lunafreya in the bar.”
“The Oracle?” Prompto blinked.
“She came by and Noct wants to catch up with her. I heard she’s his childhood friend, after all,” Gladio shrugged.
“...oh,” was only Prompto’s response. He tried ignoring the jealousy bubbling inside his chest. “So... Did you two want to grab dinner?”
“We already ate, Prompto. Thanks for the invitation, though,” Ignis said.
“I... see,” he said, crestfallen, and retreated back to his room and fell on the bed. He didn’t feel really hungry now, and having dinner alone was sad so he opted not to.
Noctis and Lady Lunafreya, huh... Noctis mentioned her a few times, saying that she helped him when they were little and had exchanged letters since. When they met Regis as well, the King had told their history. And Lunafreya was pretty as well... Prompto wondered if Noctis had a crush at her. Well, who didn’t? She was beautiful, and was the Princess of Tenebrae, aside of being the Oracle.
Prompto bit his lower lip and tried sleeping to get rid of the jealousy again. There was no reason for him to be jealous. Noctis might be his boyfriend for now, but it’s fake, and soon, everything would end. Just like everything, for Prompto.
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two more update to the end!! what's left is the festival time. until then, please bear with me and thanks for reading!!
Re: Fill 10/?: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-10-28 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)Fill 11a/12: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-11-29 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)“Prompto, are you awake? Please do wake Noct and we’ll have breakfast before departing back to Insomnia.”
Prompto’s eyes widened, suddenly remembering last night. He looked sideways and saw Noctis, sleeping like he was dead. He didn’t even realise when Noctis went back to their room—was it Ignis?
“Y-Yeah!” he shouted, after a few moments of silence. “Be there in a minute!”
He then turned to Noctis and shook the Prince’s shoulder. “Noct. Hey, Noct. Wake up.”
Noctis didn’t even flinch at that, so Prompto shook his shoulder harder. “Noct!”
“Mmrrgghh,” Noctis gave a murmur. “Go ‘way... Ignis...”
Prompto huffed. “Noct!” he hissed, squeezing Noctis’s cheek, and the Prince finally woke up with a jolt. He stared in confusion for a few seconds, blinking.
“Huh.”
“Noct,” Prompto repeated, catching Noctis’s attention. “Ignis wants us up. We should take a shower and get ready before they yelled at us again.” He got off the bed and headed towards the bathroom. “I’ll take the shower first.”
Noctis gave him an acknowledgement hum. He quickly showered, and then kicking Noctis out of the bed again when he went back to the room and found that his friend went back to sleep.
They had finished packing up when Ignis knocked again, and then after making sure nothing was left behind, they left for breakfast and check-out. Noctis looked tired—he had been yawning even when they ate, so Prompto wondered what happened with him when he was with Lady Lunafreya.
“Headache, Noct?” Gladio snickered from across him.
“...don’t remind me,” Noctis grumbled, irritated, as he slathered the butter on his toast and took a big bite.
“I’ll get you a painkiller as soon as we get back to the Crown City, Noct,” Ignis replied, sipping his juice. “Next time, please be careful.”
Noctis didn’t answer, but he let out a soft grumble as approval. Prompto stared at the three of them in confusion.
“Guys? What happened to Noct?”
“It’s nothing, really,” Noctis waved him off. “Just... uh... picked up the wrong glass last night.”
“The wrong glass?” Prompto’s eyebrows shot up in bemusement.
Ignis and Gladio glanced at Noctis. The Prince gave them both an icy, warning glare. “Uh... It’s really nothing you have to concern yourself with, Prompto. Really,” Ignis finally said.
Gladio only shrugged when Prompto looked at him, unwilling to talk about it. Prompto pouted.
Very convincing indeed.
They departed from Galdin Quay right after breakfast and made a short stop at Longwythe to refuel and get lunch, before resuming the journey back to Insomnia. Prompto didn’t get to find out what happened to Noctis last night when he was with Lunafreya, even until Ignis dropped him off at his house. He watched the car drove away with slight disappointment.
Why didn’t Noctis tell him anything, something?
He sighed.
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Fill 11b/12: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-11-29 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)As planned, Prompto got dragged with Noctis into the interviews, and Ignis (very helpfully) had taught him how to keep a straight face, how to evade a question too private politely, and how to answer things without revealing too much information. They were exhausting; the interviewers sometimes got a little aggressive, and when they were shooting live there were cameras and audiences everywhere and it might get a little bit too bright for Prompto, but Noctis would sweep in and charm the people and save Prompto in the process.
It didn’t end there, though. Ignis dragged them both for measuring to make their custom suits. No matter how hard Prompto tried to reject it, Ignis insisted. “You’re going as Noct’s escort,” he said. “Your suits need to match, at least.”
“Fine, but I’m picking the ties,” Prompto bargained.
In between running around for royal preparations, their school was also buzzling with excitement. Their school yard was going to be used as one of the dancing spots aside of the city square, so the students were also involved in the preparations for the festivals, Noctis and Prompto included. They made paper lanterns and decorations to be hung up, and the home economic students even participated to contribute for the food they were going to serve.
Time passed in a blink of an eye, and suddenly, it was already the day of the Festival of Light. School activities and office works were ended in noon so the people would have time to prepare. Ignis picked Noctis and Prompto up from school straight to the Citadel, where they would get ready.
“...do I really have to accompany Noct to the stage when he delivers his speech?” Prompto whined, as Ignis straightened his suit and tugged his tie. “Don’t do that, Ig! The tie’s strangling me!”
“You need to look as perfect as possible,” Ignis said, eyes still on Prompto’s tie. “And yes, you have to. You just have to stand beside him; after the speech Noct will take your arm and then you two will lit the first lantern together.”
Prompto almost rolled his eyes. That was such a cheesy scenario. “I swear,” he muttered under his breath, “if not because Noct is my best friend, I wouldn’t want to do this at all.”
“Best friend, or best friend?” Ignis quipped.
The blonde blinked. “What?”
“Nothing,” Ignis quickly answered, patting his shoulders. “There, you’re done. Noct is in his room getting ready, if you’d like to meet him now.”
Prompto nodded. “Thanks, Ignis.” He went out of the room to the hallway, where people were busy running here and there and screaming at forgotten supplies or how the sound systems weren’t plugged in yet. He walked past them to the royal chambers wing to meet with Noctis—and that was where he met with Lunafreya.
He froze, unsure what to do. Prompto knew there were several important guests invited to Insomnia for the Festival, and of course Ravus and Lunafreya would be present as well. His mind went to two weeks ago, in Galdin.
Princess Lunafreya. With Noctis.
“Hello there,” she greeted him first, smiling. She was even more beautiful up close, her green eyes shining with kindness and her expression gentle. She was wearing her usual white, ankle-length Oracle dress, with her hair already put up and styled neatly. “Prompto, isn’t it?”
“L-Lady,” Prompto stammered, flustered. “I-I mean, Princess. Uh—“
“It’s okay,” she chuckled, taking Prompto’s sweating hand into hers. “You can call me Luna! No need to be so nervous. You’re Noctis’s boyfriend, after all—and every friend of Noctis is mine as well!”
“Huh—what—“ he blinked. Didn’t she know? Prompto thought she knew, but guess that Noctis decided not to tell her. “Um, r-right. Luna,” he finally squeaked out. “It’s... It’s nice to meet you.”
Her laugh sounded pleasant. “Nice to meet you too!” she shook his hands gently. “How are you faring, being Noctis’s boyfriend?”
“It’s...” Prompto lowered his head, embarrassed. “A-A little bit exhausting, I guess.”
“I see,” Luna gave him another smile. “It’s to be expected, I guess. Noctis is the Crown Prince after all; anybody at his side will gain the same spotlight as he is. At least tell me if he treats you right.”
“Treats me... right?”
Lunafreya nodded. “Like, bringing you to dates, giving you flowers, maybe...?” she giggled. “How is Noctis as a boyfriend? Is he a good one?”
Prompto blushed, suddenly remembering the chocobo plushie Noctis gave him at the beginning of their ‘relationship’. “Y-Yeah, he’s... good,” he nodded. “Noct isn’t a flower man... He gave me a chocobo plushie, though. And he treats me... sometimes... On my birthday he and Gladio and Ignis brought me to Galdin Quay.”
“I see!” Lunafreya clapped both of her hands together in delight. “Yes, yes, I know about Galdin. I met with Noctis there! He told me much about you.”
Prompto started sweating. “What... does he talk about?”
“Many things, actually,” she hummed. “To summarise, all I can say is that he’s really into you, Prompto.”
“...really?” Prompto said in disbelief.
Lunafreya nodded. “You see, he’s—“
“Prompto!”
Before Lunafreya had the chance to finish her sentence, they heard a familiar voice from behind. Prompto and Lunafreya both turned to see Noctis, already in his suits, jogging towards them. “There you are!” he sounded a little frantic. “I’ve been looking anywhere for you—“ he stopped, turning to Lunafreya. “Oh, Luna, you’re here too.”
“Your Highness,” Lunafreya suddenly turned into her Oracle-mode, more solemn and calmer than she had been when she was with Prompto, as she gave a small bow to Noctis.
“Cut it out, Luna, you know there’s nobody but us here,” he dismissed her, smiling slightly, and damn there’s this little pang in Prompto’s chest again. “You look amazing tonight.”
Lunafreya’s expression lit up, and a slight blush appeared on her cheeks. “Thank you,” she said. “You look amazing yourself, Noctis! I hope you have fun during the Festival!” she gave him a slight wink.
Noctis blushed. “Uh... thanks,” he replied.
“Now excuse me, then, I have to go along to find big brother,” Luna said. “Goodbye, Prompto! It’s nice meeting you!”
Prompto watched as she turned and walked away, but then a gasp from Noctis brought him back to attention. “Shit, Gladio’s going to be pissed. Come on, Prom! We’re late!” he grabbed Prompto’s arm and pulled him towards the entrance. “We need to get to the stage right now!”
He had no choice but to follow, stumbling behind Noctis as his best friend hurriedly pushed through, almost bumping to several people still finishing up preparations. As he stared at Noctis’s hand holding his own, Prompto wondered whether how long he could have this warm hand for himself.
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reaally sorry this took so long to update. but at least, one more update to the ending!! :D
Re: Fill 11b/12: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-11-30 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)Oh, those boys just really need to talk to each other. I love that you brought Luna in! Thanks for writing, it's super cute as always and I can't wait to see how it ends!
Fill 12a/12: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-12-10 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)There was no school, but almost all day Prompto got to accompany Noctis to wherever he went, flashing smiles until his jaw hurt and his teeth dry. At least he’s allowed to wear a more casual attire; if Ignis insisted that he wore the suits all day, he’d rather die.
The reporters were merciless, however. They tailed Noctis and Prompto almost everywhere, even when they were resting in the Citadel. As much as Prompto was patient enough, they were starting to get on his wits’ end, especially when they wouldn’t stop snapping pictures whenever he and Noctis were doing something, anything.
Noctis seemed to sense his uneasiness as well, as he tried his best to shield him whenever he could. But it was a public event; nobody can forbid the reporters to take pictures, not even Ignis. At least Noctis made sure that Prompto was always having fun.
At last, the third day came. That meant that it was time to close the Festival with the Last Dance. Supposedly, they were going to dance in the main square, but Prompto was reluctant to dance in front of so many people, so Ignis proposed that they could move towards the school after the first sequence.
They were once again wearing matching suits and cufflinks, the present from Iris adorned their wrist. The night would begin with a short speech from King Regis, Noctis on his side, and then Noctis would pick his dancing partner to begin the Last Dance with (which, of course, would be Prompto). And after the crowds had started to take the floor, they could slip out and go towards the school, where most of the teenagers their age would gather.
That was the plan, anyway.
Prompto watched nervously when the King and Noctis stepped forward, heart pounding in his chest. Looking at Noctis, Prompto couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. His boyfriend—pretend-boyfriend, Prompto had to remind himself again and again—was so unfairly gorgeous, under the soft lantern lights, the cape he was wearing over the suit billowing behind him as he stood just beside his father, unwavering. Even as the King delivered his speech, Prompto didn’t hear a single word; his attention focused on Noctis, and he almost swore that Noctis was also glancing at him.
“...and now, let us begin our Last Dance,” Regis announced. “Noctis, if you please?”
Noctis nodded and walked off the stage, slowly, straight towards Prompto. He never broke his eye contact; and with each step, Prompto felt his palms sweating and his heart beating faster. Time seemed to slow down, and when Noctis was standing right in front of him, it felt like everything stopped.
“Prompto,” Noctis extended his right hand, body slightly bowing but eyes never leaving Prompto’s, as his lips curled into a small, fond smile. “Will you dance with me?”
Prompto sucked in a deep breath. He had practiced this scenario with Ignis, countless times. All he had to say was ‘It’ll be my honour, Prince Noctis,’ and took Noctis’s hand and let him lead him towards the centre, where the slow music would start and they would dance. That’s all. But when it wasn’t Ignis who was in front of him, but Noctis himself...
...Prompto found himself low-key panicking silently inside.
“It’ll be my... h-honour, Prince Noct-chis,” Prompto stared in horror. Oh gosh, he did not just bite his own tongue at the most crucial part of the sentence. He heard several people snorting, some giggling, and he was ready to turn back and let the ground swallow him if not because of Noctis taking his hand and fucking kissed it, before pulling him gently from the crowd and towards the centre of the square like nothing had happened.
And then as if on cue, the music started, and Noctis started leading him to the dance. Prompto, despite having his brain short-circuit for a while there when Noctis kissed the back of his hand, tried his best to catch up, careful not to step on Noctis’s toes, and slowly, the people started pouring in, dancing with their partners.
“You wanna go now?” Noctis asked, as he led Prompto out of the crowd to take a breather. “We can continue at school—Iris might be there too.”
“Won’t Ignis and Gladio look for you?” Prompto asked, as he followed Noctis, who had walked away from the city square. “The reporters are still looming around.”
“I can take care of myself and you for a night,” he shrugged, taking Prompto’s hand into his own and started walking.
“Are we going to walk all the way towards school?”
“Of course not,” Noctis grinned and waved a keyring on his finger. “We’re going to take the Regalia.”
“Oh, Noct,” Prompto’s eyes widened slightly. “You did not just steal the King’s car.”
“It’s mine too, technically. I just got my license, so sometimes Father allows me to practice using his car,” Noctis tugged on his hand as if to convince him. “We’ll park a little bit away from the school if you’re worried about the attention. And I’m a safe driver, I promise.”
Somehow Prompto didn’t believe in that, but he complied. Noctis didn’t exactly give him a choice here; he certainly didn’t want to be left alone, not with reporters prowling around waiting for them. Being together with Noctis gave him slightly more reassurance.
Fill 12b/12: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-12-10 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)--
The car was parked in the basement garage, and five minutes later, they had glided through the city in the Regalia, Noctis driving smoothly. When they reached the bridge, Prompto could see the glimmers of the Festival of Light from the car window, and he let out a sigh of awe at the sight.
“Amazing, isn’t it?” Noctis spoke beside him, his tone confident. “We should have gone for more rides, Prom.”
“It’s not like you can steal Regalia for too often,” Prompto laughed.
They soon arrived at the school. Noctis parked the car on a nearby spot, just five minutes’ walk away from school. The students had been gathering in the courtyard, some dancing, and some others eating and chatting with each other. Prompto could spot Iris dancing with an older boy amidst the crowd, and she looked like she was enjoying herself, so he decided not to call her.
Noctis never left his side, thankfully. “Do you want to grab a bite or two?” He poked on Prompto and asked. They had a light dinner before the dance in city square, but Prompto was too nervous to eat he ended up only having a piece of biscuit and a cup of tea, and now his stomach was growling loudly.
“I guess I’ll do that,” he said, lowering his head in embarrassment when Noctis chuckled. The Prince had already pulled him to the banquet table, though, and Prompto’s mouth watered at the various dishes laid there. The Home Ec students really did a well-done job this time.
“Try some skewers, they’re really good,” Noctis said, already stuffing some food into his mouth. Some of the students had noticed Prompto and Noctis as well and greeted them, attempting to chat more, but he was just not in the mood. Not when his mind kept thinking about Noctis; and that after this night was over, he would no longer be Noctis’s boyfriend. Their charade would end.
And deep down inside, maybe Prompto didn’t want it to end.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the commotion nearby. Some of the students had stopped dancing and was looking out of the gate with concerned look, so Prompto put down his plate and tried to see what was going on, but Noctis pulled his arm away.
“Noct, what the fuck?!” he hissed, but then he understood what happened when he heard the familiar sound of camera clicking and people shouting. Reporters.
“There they are! The Prince and his boyfriend!”
“Shit,” Noctis cursed. “They found us. Run, Prompto!”
“Wha—whoah?!!” Prompto yelped in surprise when Noctis grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the school building. “Noct, where are we going?!”
“Somewhere they’re not going to find us!” Noctis yelled back as he kept running, into the school and passed the shoe locker hall, turning right towards the flight of stairs that led towards the sophomore’s classrooms. Behind them, Prompto could hear footsteps growing closer and closer.
“They’re following us?!” Prompto asked in horror. “Into the school grounds?!”
“During the Festival anyone could go to anywhere in public places, Prom. We just have to lose them—shit!” Noctis skidded into a stop when he realised that there were also people at the other end, causing Prompto to crash to his back. “Shit, shit, shit—fuck this,” he growled, and then turned towards the central stairs and headed upstairs.
“Are we going to hide in one of the classrooms?” the blonde whispered.
“No,” Noctis answered. He pulled Prompto again back to the stairs and towards the topmost floor—the rooftop. “The roof is a far safer place to hide.”
As they reached outside, Prompto collapsed from exhaustion while Noctis locked the door behind them. “Fuck, that was somewhat terrifying,” he moaned, standing up and dusted his suits. The air was colder up here, since it was nearing the beginning of winter.
“A risk, I guess,” Noctis was now catching his breath as well. “We should wait here until everything has died down, though. Or maybe we should contact Ignis—shit,” he cursed when he patted on his pockets. “Dammit, I forgot that I left my phone in the Citadel. How about yours, Prompto?”
“I left mine in the Citadel too...” Prompto shook his head.
“Damn. Guess that we just have to wait for it to die down,” Noctis grumbled, running a hand on his once perfectly styled hair, now all mussed up from the sweats and running. They fell silent for a while, still trying to calm down as they stared downstairs towards the courtyard through the chain link fence.
“Come to think of it,” Prompto grinned, breaking the silence. “This is so thrilling, you know. All this... running and hiding,” he walked away from the chain link fence. “It’s like I’m eloping from you!”
Noctis didn’t answer, but he caught himself. “Ah—I... I don’t mean anything weird from it, I swear!” Prompto sputtered. “We’re... We’re going to end this fake relationship soon anyway, so it’s not like it’s possible, right? Noct—“
Fill 12c/12: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-12-10 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)“Prom,” Noctis growled, and Prompto felt his heart leapt.
So this was what it felt to be kabedon-ed.
And Noctis was the one who did it to him.
“Y-Yes?” he managed to squeak out. Noctis’s expression was absolutely screaming murder right now. He looked... pissed. “N-Noct...?”
“Prompto,” Noctis growled out his name again. “Are you an idiot or what?”
Before he could answer back, Noctis had had his lips against Prompto’s, kissing him hard. The blonde gasped and tried to struggle, but Noctis had both of his hands pinned to the wall—since when did he do that?!—and with their bodies pressing into each other Prompto’s options were limited.
And it’s not like he wanted Noctis to stop. Heck, please don’t stop, he silently wished.
When Noctis grinded his crotch against his, Prompto let out a soft moan, and the Prince slipped his tongue inside. Prompto felt his brain melting as he tilted his head back to allow Noctis to deepen the kiss, and he let out a small, disappointed whine when Noctis broke their lips together.
“What—“ Prompto gasped for breath. “—what was that for?”
“For being a stupid idiot,” Noctis grumbled. He had let go of Prompto’s wrists and now had cradled his head in both hands, forehead touching with each other’s. “Tell me, Prompto; did you really want it? For our relationship to end?”
Prompto could feel all the emotions he had somewhat buried inside surfacing again. “How—“ he choked back a sob. “It’s—it’s what we’ve agreed on, Noct. I can’t—“ he inhaled, trying to stop himself from crying, don’t cry, you idiot, but of course his body betrayed himself. “—I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I’m not supposed to—to fall in love with you—“
“And that’s where you’re wrong,” the prince hissed. “I—do you ever stop and think why would I agree at this... fake-dating in the first place?”
“Because... you’d like to get rid of the annoying people that kept pushing their daughters to you?” Prompto asked back, confused. That was what it’s supposed to be the reason, right?
“Well—“ Noctis looked embarrassed, scratching his head. “Yeah, uh, that’s part of the reason, but...” he blushed. “...m-maybe the other part is because I am secretly in love with you as well?”
Prompto gaped. He opened his mouth a few times, then closed it again. In the end, he settled with just a shocked stare, speechless.
“Say something,” Noctis rubbed his nose awkwardly. “Oh gosh, I can’t believe it. I’m confessing to you. Fuck, Luna is going to laugh at me.”
“What am I supposed to say?!” Prompto shrieked, heart racing and thoughts swirling inside his head. It’s so much information to process in the same time, he felt dizzy. “You’re... You’re in love with me.”
“I am!” Noctis groaned. “Fuck, that sounds really embarrassing when it’s said out loud...”
“But—but, what about the Princess? I mean; Luna?” Prompto stuttered. “In Galdin, you...”
“I met with her, yes,” the prince pulled back slightly. “It’s... I was talking about you with her. She kept encouraging me to confess, but you—you don’t seem to be interested in me,” he scratched his head. “You—you got mad at me when I kissed you when... when he hung out in the ramen stall. And... a-and you rejected me once when I confessed. On Galdin.”
“I was mad at that because you—it’s—I thought you’re screwing with me!“ Prompto protested. “And Galdin! When on Eos did you confess to me?! I didn’t recall any of it!”
“I’m not screwing with you—I never was,” Noctis sighed. “And the confession—I-I even say I like you! On the pier! When we’re walking together and you’re snapping the pictures of the sunset and it’s just—Astrals,” his face was entirely red now. “—you don’t like me that way, do you? I’m sorry if I’m just—pushing all of this to you.”
Fill 12d/12: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-12-10 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)But Noctis was still rambling. “I shouldn’t have proposed this... whole fake-dating thing to you, even if the purpose was to drive the unwanted invitations away. And—and I understand if you don’t want me. As a, uh, boyfriend. I mean, I’m the prince, and seeing all these attentions we got must have creeped you out, huh?” he let out a soft, forced chuckle. “Also the fact that my personality is not, uh, the greatest. There’s still so much people out there better than me, and you can probably pick anyone whom you like and likes you back. Someone who can love you wholeheartedly and not me—“
“Uh... Noct?”
“—and yes, Ignis always complained that I never eat my vegetables and probably you would like someone who eats their vegetables, but I swear vegetables is the nastiest thing I’ve ever tasted and even though I like you so much I don’t want to eat them, yucks—“
“...Noct—“
“—and you probably hate me because I always defeat you in fighting games but I swear, I’m not cheating, I just keep practicing so I can defeat you and I can see your cute pout when you’re mad at me—“
“FOR SIX’S SAKE, NOCTIS LUCIS CAELUM,” Prompto interrupted him, before Noctis found weirder things to ramble on. “Stop right there and listen to me for a second, okay?!” he squished Noctis’s cheeks with both of his hands and pulled their faces so close Prompto could feel Noctis’s breath on his own face.
He took a deep breath. “I like you too, idiot,” he murmured, the corners of his lips tugging up to form a soft, fond smile. “I... I like you too in that way. Not-friend way,” he blushed, ducking his head down. “Been for a while too...”
Noctis’s dark blue eyes grew comically wide. This time it was him who gaped and proceeded to let out several incorrigible, broken noise before he settled with a look of disbelief.
“You—“ the dark-haired teen inhaled sharply. “You like me? Like, like me?”
Prompto laughed. “...did I not say it clear enough?” He grinned, and placed a quick kiss on Noctis’s lips, earning an embarrassed sputter from the prince. “I like you too, Noct.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously.”
“...me?! You like—like me?”
“For fuck’s sake, yes, I like you, Noct.”
Noctis’s expression instantly turned into delight like a lit tree. “Oh Six,” he gasped, breaking into a huge grin. “You like me too! Fuck. I’m—you don’t know how happy I am right now—“
“I know,” Prompto lifted his head, and when Noctis leaned forward, Prompto was ready this time, tilting his head to meet Noctis’s lips midway, and they were kissing again, this time slow and soft, as Noctis held him close, not wanting to let go.
When they finally break the kiss away, there was a thin line of saliva connecting their lips together before breaking, and he was grinning so wide his jaw hurt, but he didn’t care.
“Astrals,” Noctis had drawn back, and Prompto could see his cheeks reddening and his lips red and swollen, but he was smiling wide and practically radiating with happiness. Prompto was probably in the same state as well. “I can’t believe it. I’ve waited too long to confess.”
“You certainly are,” Prompto laughed. “And it seems that I have created terrible misunderstanding from my side as well...”
Noctis had grabbed both of Prompto’s hands and squeezed them, butting his forehead lightly with Prompto’s and stared at him with a fond smile. “Prompto Argentum, you’re an idiot.”
“Prince Noctis Lucis Caelum, you’re an idiot too.”
“I have to admit, we’re both the idiots here.”
“Yeah,” Prompto squeezed Noctis’s hands back.
As if on cue, the sound of fireworks exploding started, and Prompto just remembered that the students were planning to lit some fireworks; and this was such a great way to end the night. He glanced at Noctis, who had pulled him to lean towards him, watching the fireworks shoot to the sky and explode with a flurry of colourful sparks.
They stayed like that for a while, before Noctis spoke again. “...Prom,” he cleared his throat. “I just remembered something.”
“Yes...?”
“...how are we going to break the new to my Father... and Ignis and Gladio that we’re now real boyfriends?”
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WAAAAAAAAAH IT'S FINISHED!!!!
thank you OP, for the wonderful prompt! i have fun--this might not be the thing you're looking for (and i can't fit all the bonus in my head, i'm so sorry)--but i hope you (and the rest of you) enjoy this as much as i do!! :D
Re: Fill 12d/12: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
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(Anonymous) 2017-12-14 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)thank you so much for the wonderful fill! It has been super lovely and cute all the way! And I would love to see an epilogue where they have to confess to everyone that they're boyfriends for real now.
thank you again writer non!!
Re: Fill 12d/12: Noctis/Prompto, fake dating
(Anonymous) 2017-12-14 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)i'm glad you're enjoying this op! and yes, the epilogue's on the way as well, when i finish proofreading the fill and deanon this on AO3 ;D the proofread's going to take a while to finish, though. please look forward for it! :D