[Nero's response to all the shit going on lately is to spend lots of chroma buying things for their apartment. He didn't think retail therapy would do anything for his mood, but at least it's a decent distraction. It's great to be able to buy things on his own, but he does go overboard with towels, matching robes, junk food, a new showerhead, and lots of random knick knacks they don't really need.
In an effort to not annoy his new gym/training bro to death, he's trying to be productive in other ways: nesting.]
I found a showerhead that looks like a dragon's mouth.
[He sends a picture of it once he's done installing the thing. Prompto, your boyfriend is not dealing with his emotions well and he's on the verge of a meltdown, but look at his handyman skills.]
[ He hasn't been faring much better, all things considered, but at least he's not buying unnecessary things for their apartment. And currently, Prompto's out wandering around when he receives that message and the following pic, rolling his eyes a little at what he now has to look at every time he takes a shower. ]
haha nice looks like treasure to me ๐
what's the occasion?
[ This should be suspicious, but he can't tell exactly. Not yet. ]
[ This Firalia, a special gift waits under the tree, about the size of a clothing box, packaged and wrapped up. If you dare to open it, you'll find a sweater inside that's just your size. Chances are, it's just what you've always wanted. With it is a note signed in a messy cursive script, "To keep you warm. -NLC"
[ In a large gift bag will be a black scarf to help keep him warm during the winter. There is also a bag of dried fruits and a mixed vegetable/nut pack specifically from Nevei, indicated as snacks for Freshley! (Un)Coincidentally, he will find Noctis and Gladio will have the same scarves, almost as if they were intended to match. Interesting.....
In familiar messy cursive script (Noctis needed to write for him), a note simply says: "Merry Firialia. From, Ignis Scientia" ]
happy remooning! ๐๐๐ usually this is done in person, but this seems fun too just tap the envelope to get a surprise!
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[a half apology for feeling him up during the triple moon cycle which I'm still writing up shhh maybe, but once opened he'll receive another message with a digital coupon for a free serving of dumplings from a homey little restaurant in caihong- his choice of fillings.
it's tradition to share, so don't eat them alone! - tenten]
[ v calls or leaves a message, depending on if prompto answers or not. he sounds like he's somewhere with a party going on in the background - lots of talking, and glasses clinking, and music. ]
Have you ever been alone?
[ v is also... drunk as hell. he's not stumbling, but he's very obviously slurring his words and sounds more fraught than normal. ]
[ He does answer, but because of the noise, he doesn't recognize the sound of his voice at first. Once the words seep in, however, Prompto is squinting in the direction of the door like he's expecting someone to come through it and then slides over the arm of the sofa to plop onto a cushion. ]
Um... depends on what you mean by alone. [ There's a lot to unpack there, and he definitely doesn't want to unload his problems on V. ] Are you okay?
[It's the middle of the night following his trip to see V and collect stuff that belonged to him. Well, the younger version of him, that had been there before. He showed all the weapon modding tools to his boyfriend after getting back, but didn't talk too much about what else transpired.
Part of him wanted to put on a happy face so Prompto wouldn't have to worry about him or his everpresent baggage and family issues. So he waits until he suspects his boyfriend is asleep before he lets out any emotion at all. It starts with just silent tears with sniffles every so often. It would be easy enough to mistake it for the beginnings of a cold if Prompto ever woke up and Nero had to explain himself.
Having grown up thinking that his parents didn't want him to hearing directly from V that if things were different Vergil might have wanted to have a relationship with him like a real father and son was a lot to take it. The part that sat with him all day was that again, just like in Duplicity, Vergil had gone before Nero could get to exchange words. Even if all he wanted to do was punch him in the face for what he did to his own kid, he'd never even get that chance either. He's never been worth sticking around for, so it shouldn't have hurt this much that it had happened all over again.]
[ Things seem pretty normal for the first half of the day once they finally settle into their evening routine, and even going to bed had felt okay. Of course, Prompto could sense an underlying sort of tension between them that seemed to cling more to Nero than him, and though he'd wanted to question it, he wasn't exactly sure how to broach the topic without it being weird or intrusive. He figures they would just talk about it some other time, like always.
But that hadn't come, and now, he's half-awake to the sound of crying.
The fact that it's muffled makes it even more obvious, or maybe it's because he used to do stuff like that all the time when he was younger. Still, he rolls over, groggy and uncertain about where to put his arms until he squishes one beneath him and drops one over Nero's chest in a sleepy attempt to cuddle him. A gentle bump of his head against his shoulder, and he rests his cheek on his chest. ]
What's wrong? [ The question is soft, clearly giving him an out if he doesn't want to talk about it. ]
[ Prompto stares at his phone for almost ten minutes. Just one word, something that doesn't mean anything to him. He sighs, eyes closing for a moment. ]
[ He doesn't know if he's surprised or not to hear from V. Maybe he shouldn't be, not after the things that have happened, but for a little while, he'd felt safe in his small bubble with Noct. Now, reality is starting to bleed back in. ]
Hey, V. [ Prompto hopes he sounds somewhat enthusiastic. ] Sure, sounds like it could be fun. What time?
[ Please say at least an hour so he can fix his hair and stop looking like a shut-in. ]
I'm all alone in this huge brand new bed with brand new sheets. :(
[Complete with photographic evidence that he's just chilling shirtless on the new king size bed he got. Never mind that with the elaborate headboard it takes up 75% of the bedroom.]
[ In the middle of the night, aka the best time for spontaneous texting, comes.... a spontaneous series of texts. ]
Hey So How's things?
[ A very urgent series of texts, obviously. And it's not like Prompto's been moved out of the apartment all that long, or that he was even there all that long, or like the two of them never see each other just to hang out or grab a meal or whatever, but you know. The middle of the night type of brain does things. ]
[ He's the one who does that usually. Can't sleep, can't turn his brain off. So, he's bothering Noct or anyone else who will put up with his ridiculous shenanigans until he can find some way to sleep. And the strange thing is... it's not too late that getting texts from Noct is out of the ordinary, but the question is kind alarming in its randomness. Maybe? He's definitely overthinking that. ]
I think something's happening to me again. I need you to come home. Like. Right now. Please.
[It's been a wild day. Starting with the weird amount of attention he's been getting whenever he leaves their place, the random thoughts he's been having that aren't his own, and how badly he wants attention. It's more than usual (and usual was excessive already. Nero is afraid of the trouble he'll get up to if he doesn't scratch this very particular itch right away.
As soon as Prompto comes in he's going to get jumped on. Nero's going to fish his junk out of his pants and they're going to-- What the heck is going on? He paces around to keep his mind off of exactly that, but the second he hears the doorknob turn, he's in the doorway, pushing himself against his boyfriend and indeed trying to get into his pants like he's looking for buried treasure.]
Take these off. We don't need these.
[He mumbles to himself between kisses and ruffling of fabric as he tosses what was once Prompto's belt over his shoulder.]
[ Getting a message like that makes him worried to the point he drops everything he's in the middle of doing and practically races home. ]
what do you mean?? tell me when i get there
[ Which doesn't take long considering, and Prompto's actually panting when he pushes the door open, peering around inside for Nero. He's not prepared for the weight of a body against his or the hands that immediately go for his pants, stumbling a little until he's pressed back against a wall. His hands go for Nero's shoulders to try to stabilize them both, but a soft sound leaves him the second a palm presses between his thighs, hips pushing for more contact before his brain kicks in. Wait. What's happening? ]
H–hey. I thought you said something was wrong...
[ Not that he's really complaining, but also, he thinks something's up. Maybe Nero's experiencing what all the other moonblessed are? He'd noticed people acting strangely over the course of the day, but he'd only figured it was a moon thing and not something else. But he only vaguely remembers that there isn't a phase near the end of the month, and his fingers slide up into Nero's hair as he loops his arms around him in an effort to slow him down. He likes when they do things like this, the quickies between the nights they spend together, but sometimes, taking their time is worth it too. ]
[ During this conversation, Prompto receives a video call. If he answers, he'll recognize the background as the living room of Prompto and Nero's apartment, and Noctis obviously comfortable sitting on a chair in the middle of it. ]
[ He answers not long after, ducking into the view from inside a restaurant with his camera strap around his neck. Prompto does recognize the apartment but isn't sure he's supposed to acknowledge that or even pay attention to it. ]
Uh, yeah. Sure. What's up? [ Weird, he thinks, but it's not that weird. ]
[text] after nevei
In an effort to not annoy his new gym/training bro to death, he's trying to be productive in other ways: nesting.]
I found a showerhead that looks like a dragon's mouth.
[He sends a picture of it once he's done installing the thing. Prompto, your boyfriend is not dealing with his emotions well and he's on the verge of a meltdown, but look at his handyman skills.]
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haha nice
looks like treasure to me ๐
what's the occasion?
[ This should be suspicious, but he can't tell exactly. Not yet. ]
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Merry Firalia!! ]
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In familiar messy cursive script (Noctis needed to write for him), a note simply says: "Merry Firialia. From, Ignis Scientia" ]
@devil.breaker
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uh
why???
[ Do they have that kind of relationship now? He's confused. ]
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text | after trip moon + new year stuff popping up
usually this is done in person, but this seems fun too
just tap the envelope to get a surprise!
๐งง
[a half apology for feeling him up during the triple moon cycle
which I'm still writing up shhhmaybe, but once opened he'll receive another message with a digital coupon for a free serving of dumplings from a homey little restaurant in caihong- his choice of fillings.it's tradition to share, so don't eat them alone! - tenten]
text
I've got a thing for you
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yeah i'm free
what's the thing?
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text | un: demonchef
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what's up??
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[ v calls or leaves a message, depending on if prompto answers or not. he sounds like he's somewhere with a party going on in the background - lots of talking, and glasses clinking, and music. ]
Have you ever been alone?
[ v is also... drunk as hell. he's not stumbling, but he's very obviously slurring his words and sounds more fraught than normal. ]
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Um... depends on what you mean by alone. [ There's a lot to unpack there, and he definitely doesn't want to unload his problems on V. ] Are you okay?
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Part of him wanted to put on a happy face so Prompto wouldn't have to worry about him or his everpresent baggage and family issues. So he waits until he suspects his boyfriend is asleep before he lets out any emotion at all. It starts with just silent tears with sniffles every so often. It would be easy enough to mistake it for the beginnings of a cold if Prompto ever woke up and Nero had to explain himself.
Having grown up thinking that his parents didn't want him to hearing directly from V that if things were different Vergil might have wanted to have a relationship with him like a real father and son was a lot to take it. The part that sat with him all day was that again, just like in Duplicity, Vergil had gone before Nero could get to exchange words. Even if all he wanted to do was punch him in the face for what he did to his own kid, he'd never even get that chance either. He's never been worth sticking around for, so it shouldn't have hurt this much that it had happened all over again.]
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But that hadn't come, and now, he's half-awake to the sound of crying.
The fact that it's muffled makes it even more obvious, or maybe it's because he used to do stuff like that all the time when he was younger. Still, he rolls over, groggy and uncertain about where to put his arms until he squishes one beneath him and drops one over Nero's chest in a sleepy attempt to cuddle him. A gentle bump of his head against his shoulder, and he rests his cheek on his chest. ]
What's wrong? [ The question is soft, clearly giving him an out if he doesn't want to talk about it. ]
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I want my money back.
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mostly it was from watching ignis
sorry it was so bad
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text; during crisis time
[ in case prompto missed the whirlwind that was v coming through the house. ]
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[ Not saying that he isn't coming back. He just needs time... ]
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audio; you mentioned new stuff and i had an idea
[ alisaie's voice is familiar, though there might be a ... hint of something different in her tone. like some pitch has changed. ]
I ... may require some assistance with clothes.
[ she has SO MUCH LEG and HER PANTS AREN'T BIG ENOUGH. ]
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What sort of help do you need? [ There's a pause. ] Everything okay?
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text because heโs a coward
why is he like this lmao
hey
how's it going?
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audio; i see that dang thread!!!
[ v's voice is smooth, and relaxed. it's not quite as formal as he might normally be, but it's still definitely v. ]
I was wondering if you would like to join me for dinner... Just the two of us, like a date at home.
[ he feels the last bit is unnecessary but he kind of wants to set up that it's for him and prompto, not for a discussion about nero. ]
YOU SEE NOTHING
Hey, V. [ Prompto hopes he sounds somewhat enthusiastic. ] Sure, sounds like it could be fun. What time?
[ Please say at least an hour so he can fix his hair and stop looking like a shut-in. ]
I SEE ALL
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text: @devil.breaker
[Complete with photographic evidence that he's just chilling shirtless on the new king size bed he got. Never mind that with the elaborate headboard it takes up 75% of the bedroom.]
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you mean bored right :P
nice pic tho
send me something else??
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Hey
So
How's things?
[ A very urgent series of texts, obviously. And it's not like Prompto's been moved out of the apartment all that long, or that he was even there all that long, or like the two of them never see each other just to hang out or grab a meal or whatever, but you know. The middle of the night type of brain does things. ]
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oh you know
boring this boring that
what's up?
everything ok??
[ Just going to throw it all out there at once. ]
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text| @devil.breaker
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ok i guess
are you okay??
i miss you
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Heads up
Just met your bf
Pretty sure he's trapped in women's clothes in PrismaPlace
glhf
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what are you talking about?
[ WHAT'S GOING ON ]
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Why does he think I'm your sub?
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i don't know
i said it wasn't like that when we talked about it
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[Event Shit]
I need you to come home. Like. Right now.
Please.
[It's been a wild day. Starting with the weird amount of attention he's been getting whenever he leaves their place, the random thoughts he's been having that aren't his own, and how badly he wants attention. It's more than usual (and usual was excessive already. Nero is afraid of the trouble he'll get up to if he doesn't scratch this very particular itch right away.
As soon as Prompto comes in he's going to get jumped on. Nero's going to fish his junk out of his pants and they're going to-- What the heck is going on? He paces around to keep his mind off of exactly that, but the second he hears the doorknob turn, he's in the doorway, pushing himself against his boyfriend and indeed trying to get into his pants like he's looking for buried treasure.]
Take these off. We don't need these.
[He mumbles to himself between kisses and ruffling of fabric as he tosses what was once Prompto's belt over his shoulder.]
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what do you mean??
tell me when i get there
[ Which doesn't take long considering, and Prompto's actually panting when he pushes the door open, peering around inside for Nero. He's not prepared for the weight of a body against his or the hands that immediately go for his pants, stumbling a little until he's pressed back against a wall. His hands go for Nero's shoulders to try to stabilize them both, but a soft sound leaves him the second a palm presses between his thighs, hips pushing for more contact before his brain kicks in. Wait. What's happening? ]
H–hey. I thought you said something was wrong...
[ Not that he's really complaining, but also, he thinks something's up. Maybe Nero's experiencing what all the other moonblessed are? He'd noticed people acting strangely over the course of the day, but he'd only figured it was a moon thing and not something else. But he only vaguely remembers that there isn't a phase near the end of the month, and his fingers slide up into Nero's hair as he loops his arms around him in an effort to slow him down. He likes when they do things like this, the quickies between the nights they spend together, but sometimes, taking their time is worth it too. ]
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Hey. Have a minute? I've got a question for you.
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Uh, yeah. Sure. What's up? [ Weird, he thinks, but it's not that weird. ]
ooc :,)