WHO: prompto + various WHERE: around the city / outside of it WHEN: throughout april WHAT: damn daniel back at it again WARNINGS: will edit as necessary!
[all prompto knows is that he had been a good boy: gotten in after work, discussed with noctis ideas for someone's getting-married gift, and promptly conked out without probably even realising that he had already been drooling into a pillow. such is the life of an overworked twenty-one year old trying to keep his life from collapsing.]
[shittily enough, he's so used to his routine that he wakes up at six in the morning sharp, with zero desire to go for a jog, but being far too awake to just lie down in bed. too much anxious energy through him as he goes through the mental schedule for his day.]
[too many damn things going on after 8AM]
[so, he's left the comfort of the warm bed with his boyfriend to bumble out into the apartment, stretching and rubbing at his oily face, boxers and one of noctis's shirts on, towards the kitchen in search of some good old zero calorie coffee. except it smells delicious and he's stumbled into a chair at the counter, alerting the already prim-and-proper ignis scientia of his presence.]
[prompto does the only thing he can think of:]
[he drops to the floor and prays that ignis thinks it's one of the pets in the apartment, enticed by the smell of cooking breakfast.]
[Luckily enough Ignis had been out at the time of Prompto's arrival, and any sort of noise or faint chatter from Noctis' room was simply brushed off as a conversation on the phone, so when Ignis had headed of for sleep and woken up bright and early at his usual time, everything had started the way it normally would.
Prompto isn't wrong in that the pets have a tendency to head into the kitchen once Ignis starts cooking. Rufus is always the first suspect, his attachment to Ignis like something of a magnet, and he tends to just putter about near Ignis before he shoos him away. Which never works. However eventually Rufus gets pretty miserable about being ignored again, and soon the dog meanders sadly into the living room to return to sleep. When will senpai notice him?? Etro is far less nosy, simply giving a curious meow to make sure everything is in sorts before returning to bed. The other two never show signs of being disturbed and leave the kitchen alone.
He hasn't heard the tip-tap of Rufus' claws. No curious mew. All the pets are still asleep.
Someone is awake, and it's not Noctis.
Ignis lowers the heat then turns around, standing up to his tiptoes which allows him to more easily peer over the other end of the table where he sees sloppily spread out tufts of blond hair.]
[in fact, it's true; the younger cat and dog prefer being in noctis's room, attached as they are, so they remained in bed; rufus is too well-behaved to go jumping over to prompto despite coming to attention; etro, however, jumps from her perch on her elevated bed and padded her way over to prompto, silently, and started rubbing her head and tail against his face.]
[prompto scrunches up his own face and he knows the jig is up.]
--mo-mornin'!
[pushing himself up to sit up, he grabs etro into his arms and hugs her, then squatting into a standing position]
It smells really good.
[is he going to avoid mentioning that he just dropped to the floor? yeah. what are you even talking about?]
[it's a lovely spring morning on sunday, and prompto's put out the lounge chairs for him and noah to chill out in noctis's penthouse. their spa treatment day started kind of early--nine in the morning--and so it happened that noctis was still asleep and ignis was out on his shopping routine or whatever. in any case? great times to look forward to.]
[spa treatment basically means ordering a fuck ton of food and lying down to get some burnt skin action going on. either way, it's relaxing.]
You made up your mind yet?
[prompto swats at noah beside him with his hand. he had lent his phone to the younger boy so he could order something to be brought in. noctis's card was already saved on his phone, so it was fine.]
The masseuse I booked will be here at 11, so we got plenty of time.
[ Noah wasn't sure what to expect when he said spa day, but he came because he really had nothing better to do. So far? He likes this. He's lying on the lounge chair, scrolling through delivery options. So many good ones in this area... ]
[prompto, like any other young adult would do, is finally bored of tapping through his phone's social media and playing different app games after like what seems an eternity in this bus ride. they're not that far off from magatus, but prompto's ready to bounce off his feet.]
[so, standing up, he moves about the bus to stretch his legs. it's not very full, patches of empty seats here and there.]
[he notices a familiar face] Oh! Hey, Li!
[are you meant only for eternal suffering, perhaps?...]
Xiaolang was one of the first ones on the bus, and thus opted for a seat in the very back, to avoid moments like this. He had only heard bits and pieces about Magatus, and the ridiculously long bus ride to get over there, and he didn't want to be stuck for hours upon hours making painful small talk with someone he hardly knew. And, for the most part, it worked-- squirreled away in the last row, no one had really noticed him, and he was content to flip through his school notes on his iPad and attempt to get a little bit further in Mariner Moon Dots. But even that got tedious after the fifth hour or so, and he was beginning to doze off, head resting against the window, when Prompto's greeting startles him awake. His brown eyes blink, momentarily disoriented, before fixing his gaze on the older boy in slight annoyance.]
... I was sleeping.
[His tone is terse and a bit cross (someone was a bit cranky when they woke up), but he does wonder how long he's been out for. When did Prompto even get on?]
[as planned, prompto had sent kouhei his address via gmaps. it was only a matter of time before the other would reach the place, and prompto's more than happy to swing the door open to greet his friend inside.]
Hey, Kou!
[not only does he smile and say that, but he also signals 'hello.' unfortunately, his knowledge of ASL is lacking.]
[No matter how many times they've met prior to this, there's always something incredibly charming about being called by a nickname and greeted with the simple sign for "hello." Either one would be sweet enough on its own, but the combination always knocks Kouhei's usual barriers down with ease.]
Nice to see you, Prompto. It's been a while.
[He wasn't kidding about Prompto being easy to talk to. The fact that he's smiling broadly and signing back should be more than enough to convey that.]
Yeah, it was no trouble at all. Thanks for having me over.
[some time during the week, prompto's end of shift guides him through the maze of streets of the city and close to the police precinct. it's dark out already, and prompto pauses for a moment as he considers and wonders how things are with the coppers nowadays.]
[it's been a while since his delivery boy days.]
[he's pleasantly surprised and pushed out of his thoughts as he sees mako step outside. wait, he's out early?]
Yo, Mako! You're already done for the day?
[it... has also been a while since he last saw mako.]
[yeah, he's out early. He's getting closer and closer to, well, bidding this place adieu forever. Honestly, he hates his job. But he doesn't let that show.]
Hey, Prompto. Long time no see, pal.
And yeah, this is kind of a late shift for me, these days.
[it's always a blessing when he gets to sneak up on his boyfriend and make his life high key stressful for however long the initial surprise lasts. prompto didn't expect to see noctis out and about so close to the chocobo range, anyway, but he's thinking with the side of his brain that demands action rather than the one that's telling him to stop and reconsider.]
[that is how prompto finds himself smacking cain's ass, his face immediately falling upon realisation that this is not in fact, noctis.]
[oh, gods. this is the kind of thing people never live down!!]
[most people would be insulted or downright pissed off at getting their ass slapped without consent. not cain. instead of looking for a fight or covering up with embarrassment, he slowly turns to face prompto.]
Y'know, most people would be offended by getting their ass slapped. [he leans forward towards prompto- smirking cruelly] Me? I'm just offended it wasn't for me.
[when it's time for prompto to meet up with yoon-sung, he makes sure that he's there on time. he brings with him a small box of krispy kreme donuts, along with (insert morning beverage of choice). just as promised, he gets allowed inside with little issue--actually, he's treated very nicely. a friend of the boss, after all, not just any other random interviewee applying for a job.]
[he's sitting nice and pretty in the waiting area by yoon-sung's office, box on his lap, backpack with his photography stuff just in case he needs to show it.]
[the secretary told him to wait, and he doesn't mind doing so. he knows his buddy will be in to attend him in no time.]
[ There wasn't any scheduled meetings but that didn't mean Yoon-sung was stuck in his office for most of the day. He had a couple run through on the mainframe to check, a couple glitches that he and a couple coders needed to find in order to unglitch them, and even a short few minutes of toying around with a new break time machine. So after all that, Yoon-sung finally swings around to his office and finds Prompto waiting for him.
And he feels a little like an idiot because he didn't realize that the time had gotten away from him this easily. ]
[prompto checks the text message for the nth time, making sure he got the place right. it's not unusual for him to get random requests by unknown numbers for maths of physics tutoring; he's used to it, at this point, but the feeling of apprehension before meeting the person he's meant to help study is always intimidating.]
[...he rings the doorbell, and at the door opening, he'll greet the person on the other side with an awkward but mostly confident--]
Hi! It's Prompto Argentum, for the tutoring...? we talked through text messaging earlier.
[prompto had texted, and prompto had gotten an available time slot to go see the owner of the rather extravagant and luxurious horse ranch. without a doubt, prompto is in awe by it. the fields are pretty extensive, allowing the horses the freedom to just be and enjoy their existence, not to mention that the buildings were pretty impeccable-looking, too.]
[he doesn't really know where to go, so he shoots kenta a message saying he's by the picket fence--and there he remains, admiring the gracefully trotting horses on the field.]
[As luck would have it, Kenta happens to be at the stables already, so it's easy enough for him to go to where Prompto is watching the horses.
He's wearing work clothes, boots, jeans and a T-shirt, and he's a little dirty from cleaning up muck himself, but somehow, he still manages to look like a model ready for a magazine shoot.
The stables are in Viea Village, one of the richest part of town, so it was easy enough to get more horses to board once local families realized it was an option, and the first riding classes are starting soon. All in all, this is a booming little business.
Kenta comes to lean on the fence and poitns out the pure white horse.]
[the package that prompto had been holding on to all of a sudden decided to -- spring wings and start trying to fly away from him. normal mail packages don't do that, as far as he knows!]
[must be some retrospec thing]
[nonetheless, instead of letting go, he finds himself starting to hover a little on his feet. he's not that heavy, apparently, as the package tries flying off from prompto's prying hands]
[Zeke has definitely been Doing His Part to all of this, gathering up packages and trying to redistribute them. The packages aren't making it very easy, with their getting up and running around on him, but he's managed to get back every single one of them to this point.
There have been others out there, of course, and he's tried to herd the packages where they should be whenever he sees someone struggling, but this is probably the first time Zeke's laid eyes on one with... wings. Wings that, despite the small size of the package, can apparently pick up a grown-ass human.
He abandons the pile of mail he had been trying to sort together after the most recent mail shower to jog over.] These things just aren't giving anyone a break, are they?
[prompto steps out from the bathroom in the social area in noctis's apartment. he's currently in swimming trunks his boyfriend oh so helpfully got for him (blue with a chocobo print, how nice) and the largest shirt he could find. prompto hates how abnormally skinny he's starting to look, bony to a fault, and he doesn't want today to turn into one of those conversations.]
[yet the matter remains that there's an array of floaties, already inflated, by where noctis stands.]
["i'm going to teach you how to swim" more like "let me show you how full of bullshit i am"]
I didn't actually mean it when I said to get me floaties! I was half asleep! I think I may actually have been asleep!
[...well, at least it's sunny and warm enough for the pool to be of use again, even if it does get its temperature changed into a comfortable lukewarm despite any sudden spring chill.]
[ It’s getting strikingly close to the point where Noctis is going to point something out, but Noctis knows that Prompto is self conscious. Hell, even Noctis is wearing a shirt over his swim trunks.
But for now, he stands pretty triumphantly over the gathering of floaties and inflatable tubes for the pool. Hands at his hips. ]
Now you have zero reason to be afraid of hopping in.
[ He nudges his nose towards he pool. ]
If you don’t need one, then walk on in. We’ll get started without ‘em.
[you walk into the clinic, a white-walls and minimalist furniture affair. it's clearly on the high end of the wealth spectrum, catering towards clients who have a liking towards looking after their appearance to a sometimes unnecessary lengths.]
[the doctor is nice, however, a little too into their own skills. prompto has only ever heard good things about her treatments though, so he can't really say anything against her. and, besides, for working at the reception part-time and filing papers he makes a pretty decent pay. he cannot honestly complain.]
[the door opens and prompto's quick to greet the newcomer]
[ it's one of those days where sena's on a prowl to look for better shops to further enhance his appearance, whether by boutiques or spas or what-not. he hasn't tried out this clinic before so in he goes -
only to be greeted by someone very familiar. huh. ]
...I didn't know you work here.
[ curiously, walking up to the receptionist's desk. heyo prompto what up. ]
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►IGNIS
[shittily enough, he's so used to his routine that he wakes up at six in the morning sharp, with zero desire to go for a jog, but being far too awake to just lie down in bed. too much anxious energy through him as he goes through the mental schedule for his day.]
[too many damn things going on after 8AM]
[so, he's left the comfort of the warm bed with his boyfriend to bumble out into the apartment, stretching and rubbing at his oily face, boxers and one of noctis's shirts on, towards the kitchen in search of some good old zero calorie coffee. except it smells delicious and he's stumbled into a chair at the counter, alerting the already prim-and-proper ignis scientia of his presence.]
[prompto does the only thing he can think of:]
[he drops to the floor and prays that ignis thinks it's one of the pets in the apartment, enticed by the smell of cooking breakfast.]
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Prompto isn't wrong in that the pets have a tendency to head into the kitchen once Ignis starts cooking. Rufus is always the first suspect, his attachment to Ignis like something of a magnet, and he tends to just putter about near Ignis before he shoos him away. Which never works. However eventually Rufus gets pretty miserable about being ignored again, and soon the dog meanders sadly into the living room to return to sleep. When will senpai notice him?? Etro is far less nosy, simply giving a curious meow to make sure everything is in sorts before returning to bed. The other two never show signs of being disturbed and leave the kitchen alone.
He hasn't heard the tip-tap of Rufus' claws. No curious mew. All the pets are still asleep.
Someone is awake, and it's not Noctis.
Ignis lowers the heat then turns around, standing up to his tiptoes which allows him to more easily peer over the other end of the table where he sees sloppily spread out tufts of blond hair.]
Good morning, Prompto.
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[in fact, it's true; the younger cat and dog prefer being in noctis's room, attached as they are, so they remained in bed; rufus is too well-behaved to go jumping over to prompto despite coming to attention; etro, however, jumps from her perch on her elevated bed and padded her way over to prompto, silently, and started rubbing her head and tail against his face.]
[prompto scrunches up his own face and he knows the jig is up.]
--mo-mornin'!
[pushing himself up to sit up, he grabs etro into his arms and hugs her, then squatting into a standing position]
It smells really good.
[is he going to avoid mentioning that he just dropped to the floor? yeah. what are you even talking about?]
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►NOAH ET AL.
[spa treatment basically means ordering a fuck ton of food and lying down to get some burnt skin action going on. either way, it's relaxing.]
You made up your mind yet?
[prompto swats at noah beside him with his hand. he had lent his phone to the younger boy so he could order something to be brought in. noctis's card was already saved on his phone, so it was fine.]
The masseuse I booked will be here at 11, so we got plenty of time.
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Depends. How many restaurants can I order from?
[Yep it's one of those days]
And what seriously? You got a real masseuse??
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►XIAOLANG
[so, standing up, he moves about the bus to stretch his legs. it's not very full, patches of empty seats here and there.]
[he notices a familiar face] Oh! Hey, Li!
[are you meant only for eternal suffering, perhaps?...]
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Xiaolang was one of the first ones on the bus, and thus opted for a seat in the very back, to avoid moments like this. He had only heard bits and pieces about Magatus, and the ridiculously long bus ride to get over there, and he didn't want to be stuck for hours upon hours making painful small talk with someone he hardly knew. And, for the most part, it worked-- squirreled away in the last row, no one had really noticed him, and he was content to flip through his school notes on his iPad and attempt to get a little bit further in Mariner Moon Dots. But even that got tedious after the fifth hour or so, and he was beginning to doze off, head resting against the window, when Prompto's greeting startles him awake. His brown eyes blink, momentarily disoriented, before fixing his gaze on the older boy in slight annoyance.]
... I was sleeping.
[His tone is terse and a bit cross (someone was a bit cranky when they woke up), but he does wonder how long he's been out for. When did Prompto even get on?]
What're you doing here?
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►KOUHEI
Hey, Kou!
[not only does he smile and say that, but he also signals 'hello.' unfortunately, his knowledge of ASL is lacking.]
Come in! Ruby's waiting. Found the place alright?
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Nice to see you, Prompto. It's been a while.
[He wasn't kidding about Prompto being easy to talk to. The fact that he's smiling broadly and signing back should be more than enough to convey that.]
Yeah, it was no trouble at all. Thanks for having me over.
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►MAKO
[it's been a while since his delivery boy days.]
[he's pleasantly surprised and pushed out of his thoughts as he sees mako step outside. wait, he's out early?]
Yo, Mako! You're already done for the day?
[it... has also been a while since he last saw mako.]
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Hey, Prompto. Long time no see, pal.
And yeah, this is kind of a late shift for me, these days.
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►CAIN
[that is how prompto finds himself smacking cain's ass, his face immediately falling upon realisation that this is not in fact, noctis.]
[oh, gods. this is the kind of thing people never live down!!]
So-sorry! Thought you were someone else!
[tragame tierra]
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Y'know, most people would be offended by getting their ass slapped. [he leans forward towards prompto- smirking cruelly] Me? I'm just offended it wasn't for me.
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►YOON-SUNG
[he's sitting nice and pretty in the waiting area by yoon-sung's office, box on his lap, backpack with his photography stuff just in case he needs to show it.]
[the secretary told him to wait, and he doesn't mind doing so. he knows his buddy will be in to attend him in no time.]
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And he feels a little like an idiot because he didn't realize that the time had gotten away from him this easily. ]
Hey there! Did you wait long?
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►NANASHI
[...he rings the doorbell, and at the door opening, he'll greet the person on the other side with an awkward but mostly confident--]
Hi! It's Prompto Argentum, for the tutoring...? we talked through text messaging earlier.
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[Nanashi waves and smiles. He's always happy to meet new people. ]
I'm having a lot of trouble with school. Math is hard. Do you think you can help me with it?
[Grade 9 math and algebra! Maybe Prompto can lend a hand with it.]
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►KENTA
[he doesn't really know where to go, so he shoots kenta a message saying he's by the picket fence--and there he remains, admiring the gracefully trotting horses on the field.]
Wow...
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He's wearing work clothes, boots, jeans and a T-shirt, and he's a little dirty from cleaning up muck himself, but somehow, he still manages to look like a model ready for a magazine shoot.
The stables are in Viea Village, one of the richest part of town, so it was easy enough to get more horses to board once local families realized it was an option, and the first riding classes are starting soon. All in all, this is a booming little business.
Kenta comes to lean on the fence and poitns out the pure white horse.]
That one's mine. Iwaiichigou.
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►ZEKE
[the package that prompto had been holding on to all of a sudden decided to -- spring wings and start trying to fly away from him. normal mail packages don't do that, as far as he knows!]
[must be some retrospec thing]
[nonetheless, instead of letting go, he finds himself starting to hover a little on his feet. he's not that heavy, apparently, as the package tries flying off from prompto's prying hands]
Seriously! Get back here--!
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There have been others out there, of course, and he's tried to herd the packages where they should be whenever he sees someone struggling, but this is probably the first time Zeke's laid eyes on one with... wings. Wings that, despite the small size of the package, can apparently pick up a grown-ass human.
He abandons the pile of mail he had been trying to sort together after the most recent mail shower to jog over.] These things just aren't giving anyone a break, are they?
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►NOCTIS
[prompto steps out from the bathroom in the social area in noctis's apartment. he's currently in swimming trunks his boyfriend oh so helpfully got for him (blue with a chocobo print, how nice) and the largest shirt he could find. prompto hates how abnormally skinny he's starting to look, bony to a fault, and he doesn't want today to turn into one of those conversations.]
[yet the matter remains that there's an array of floaties, already inflated, by where noctis stands.]
["i'm going to teach you how to swim" more like "let me show you how full of bullshit i am"]
I didn't actually mean it when I said to get me floaties! I was half asleep! I think I may actually have been asleep!
[...well, at least it's sunny and warm enough for the pool to be of use again, even if it does get its temperature changed into a comfortable lukewarm despite any sudden spring chill.]
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But for now, he stands pretty triumphantly over the gathering of floaties and inflatable tubes for the pool. Hands at his hips. ]
Now you have zero reason to be afraid of hopping in.
[ He nudges his nose towards he pool. ]
If you don’t need one, then walk on in. We’ll get started without ‘em.
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►MIZUKI
[the doctor is nice, however, a little too into their own skills. prompto has only ever heard good things about her treatments though, so he can't really say anything against her. and, besides, for working at the reception part-time and filing papers he makes a pretty decent pay. he cannot honestly complain.]
[the door opens and prompto's quick to greet the newcomer]
Morning! Welcome to doctor Amada's clinic!
[...oh, it's mizuki]
Hey! Dude, what's up?
[total professionalism]
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only to be greeted by someone very familiar. huh. ]
...I didn't know you work here.
[ curiously, walking up to the receptionist's desk. heyo prompto what up. ]
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