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[Noctis isn't sure anymore how to prove to Prompto that he's not an imposter, so that's a downer as well. He wishes, wants to help so desperately and yet- it feels like his hands are tied.

When did everything go downhill...?]

not much because
it's hard not to think about it
I
lost something kind of important
and now I can't get it back
Probably shouldn't talk about it over the phone

[ don't worry, he's never going to let anyone see that side of him anymore. he knows it won't ever be a good thing, and there's not much he can do except try to put a smile on. ]

i can come over if you wanna talk about it
you're still my best friend
you know that right?

[That's also not a solution because, eventually, if Prompto slips up on it, Noct will feel guilty.

He doesn't really want to talk about it, but as Prompto is part of his retinue, he has to know]

As you are mine
I'm home
so whenever you have time just drop by
you're always welcome here, you know that?

[ S I G H ]

yeah okay
then i'll stop by real soon

is there anything you want me to bring?
maybe we can just chill
you know
like old times

[They'll never agree on this because they just care that much about each other. Accept it Prompto.]

Okay
the door's unlocked

Specs cooked today, as always so
maybe just some snacks for later

you got it buddy
leave it all t o me

[ which probably isn't as reassuring as it sounds, but prompto's determined to make this up to noct, to make him feel better somehow. so, he shops for plenty of noct's favorite snacks and shows up a little while later with a bag in hand. he doesn't enter noct's room right away, instead lingering outside and trying to gather his courage before knocking lightly and calling out noct's name to get his attention. ]

[Noct just remains where he is, fiddling with the device, playing some simplistic games on it. He's already indifferent seeing cards for a solitaire with naked women on them.

When he hears Prompto shuffling around and then asking to come in, he answers back and puts the device to the side. He doesn't look much different compared to how he looked in high school, honestly- messy hair, black sweater with too long sleeves, gray pants. With crossed legs underneath him, Noct waves Prompto in.]

Hey, you made it.

[ he gives him a careful smile, dropping the bag near the end of the bed as he crosses over and immediately joins him by sitting on the edge. for a second, he stays quiet as though he's trying to figure out what to say, but in the end, noct is his best friend and he loves him too much to just let that fade into some awkward thing. so, he leans to nudge him, his smile dropping into something softer. ]

Told ya I was gonna come. [ prompto looks him over. ] Have you been in here the whole time?

[Noctis smiles back, shuffling his legs a bit and taking a blanket so Prompto can sit down properly next to him. He's missed him... the week of hell was beyond nightmarish and he's missed Prompto so much he can't describe it. When Prom nudges him, he gets a nudge back.]

I... yeah. [He's never been embarrassed to admit that he spent a ton of time in the house. It's just his thing- nap the day away.] I just... wasn't up to going anywhere.

[Noct picks at the edge of his sweatpants- how does he even start to tell him that he lost the sword? Would that even matter much? He guessed it would because they are down a Royal Arm for defense and they can never get it back, but- it feels so hard.]

[ prompto already knows the answer before it even comes. it's not like it's hard to figure out anyway, especially after everything that's happened, but it's still a lot considering how things had slowly started to fall to pieces. he thinks it might have started around the time people began disappearing from duplicity, a thing he's still having a lot of difficulty accepting, even now, and because they've never been good at talking about their feelings or anything important, it had just started to build up. now, it's like dealing with an aftermath that he hadn't been there for, grateful for the touch when noct nudges him. ]

I get that. Everybody's got days where they just wanna stay in. [ the pause that follows is more on prompto's behalf than noct's, unsure if he'll find the motion comforting or not. still, he reaches out to take his hand, moving a little closer so his thigh is pressed to noct's knee. ] If you want, we can build a pillowfort and keep livin' in here for a while. Iggy probably wouldn't worry as much then.

[ it's a light comment, almost teasing, and kara can be blamed for prompto's thought about pillowforts since she'd had one permanently setup in her apartment for the longest time. ]

[Noctis has honestly starting to think that he brought nothing but bad luck to people around him. So, his not-so-smart brain came to the conclusion that if he's not around other people, they won't get in trouble.

Communication has always been a problem for Noct, and things like these didn't help much. While he should probably tell Prompto about the sword, it's too easy to slip into Prompto's "groove" and just go along with it.]

Am I allowed to stay in forever then? [Noct tries to laugh and his lips twitch, his hand squeezing back Prompto's. Maybe a bit too tightly than he intends. As if Prompto will disappear in jaws of that Hell.]

Pillow fort... we didn't make those in a while... yeah. Let's do it.

Game Inbox - Duplicity

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