oh man i think anything not jail food is ๐๐ so i'll have whatever you're having fried egg and fries and all
[ he flushes a little at the confession, but... things have always been sort of like this between them. hasn't it? prompto honestly can't remember a day when it hadn't been natural and easy; even that very first one had opened them up to a lot more. and rather than sulk in bed, he rolls himself out of it and tries to pick up some of the stuff around the apartment. there's a handful of photos he picks up from where they'd been knocked off the wall, wanting to rearrange them again but unsure what to really do with them or himself. ]
i'm not going anywhere promise so come back when you're ready
[ ivy tries to remember where she last got a good burger that wasn't room service. it doesn't feel right to her to order after all that's happened. prompto's assurance is just what she needs to push forward today, continuing her walk in the cold for now to find some peace.
she pauses on a street corner to continue her message. ]
[ just the affection in that text makes it feel like everything's okay. nothing is out of place except some of their stuff that's still scattered about on the floor, and prompto's so focused on trying to clean it up that he almost misreads the second text. but the words sink in full-force when he realizes what they're about, and it's an unconscious motion, the way his hand immediately presses against his throat where the submissive mark is. ]
oh yeah i guess time flies huh?
does that mean
[ he can't bring himself to type out anything that might insinuate he wants to stop this thing he has with ivy. ]
[ it's such a loaded question because he's always worried about saying the wrong thing and messing up. prompto writes out a thousand different messages before finally sticking with: ]
i don't think i wanna be with anyone else i mean unless you do?? then i guess we can figure that out
i think we can. all i really want to do is to just never leave the room and just order food and stay safe but after they broke in, i know that's no way to survive either. and hiding isn't really healthy. so we'll try to work through it, you and me.
[ prompto has to think about this a while because it's kind of a crazy idea, and he isn't even sure how it would work. ]
what if we like i dunno searched for a place we could move to that isn't here i mean we can still stay here but then we'd have that other place to go to if something happened we'd be the only ones to know about it
oh uh i dunno do you mean like what i want in a place? space for us and whatever we wanna do maybe a studio or something??? art and sleeping all in one spot ๐๐
but other than that idk how do you wanna make secret apartment searching a game??
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i think anything not jail food is ๐๐
so i'll have whatever you're having
fried egg and fries and all
[ he flushes a little at the confession, but... things have always been sort of like this between them. hasn't it? prompto honestly can't remember a day when it hadn't been natural and easy; even that very first one had opened them up to a lot more. and rather than sulk in bed, he rolls himself out of it and tries to pick up some of the stuff around the apartment. there's a handful of photos he picks up from where they'd been knocked off the wall, wanting to rearrange them again but unsure what to really do with them or himself. ]
i'm not going anywhere promise
so come back when you're ready
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[ ivy tries to remember where she last got a good burger that wasn't room service. it doesn't feel right to her to order after all that's happened. prompto's assurance is just what she needs to push forward today, continuing her walk in the cold for now to find some peace.
she pauses on a street corner to continue her message. ]
we're nearing three months, you know.
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oh yeah
i guess time flies huh?
does that mean
[ he can't bring himself to type out anything that might insinuate he wants to stop this thing he has with ivy. ]
what do you wanna do??
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i don't think i wanna be with anyone else
i mean
unless you do??
then i guess we can figure that out
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sorry, i should have said this all to you in person.
it just kinda came out while i was out here.
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sometimes it's just uh easier
[ because he definitely knows what it's like to face the world through a text. ]
so we keep going right?
like nothing's different??
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i think we're both a little different. but that's okay.
that doesn't change what i want or how i feel.
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oh right
well i still wanna give us a shot
see where things go from here yknow?
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[ sorry about his lack of in-depth replies. he's trying to have everything straightened up before she comes back. ]
you're not thinkin about it are you?
like... that stuff back at harmony
i mean too much anyway
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it's kind of inextricable from all of us now and like i'm good at pretending but i'm not that good, i don't think.
i just wanna move past it.
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think we can help each other do that?
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all i really want to do is to just never leave the room and just order food and stay safe but after they broke in, i know that's no way to survive either. and hiding isn't really healthy.
so we'll try to work through it, you and me.
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what if we like
i dunno
searched for a place we could move to that isn't here
i mean we can still stay here but
then we'd have that other place to go to if something happened
we'd be the only ones to know about it
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that's very romantic, prompto argentum.
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i guess it is
i was just kinda thinkin it'd be cool to have a place like that
what do you think??
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maybe we can go look together when you're not busy
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then what about now?
we could make it a game
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i'm down! you know i am.
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do you mean like what i want in a place?
space for us and whatever we wanna do
maybe a studio or something???
art and sleeping all in one spot ๐๐
but other than that idk
how do you wanna make secret apartment searching a game??