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[Oh shit. He's been caught. Nero gets in one last sniffle before wiping his eyes with his forearm to attempt to compose himself in a hurry. He wants to go with his cover story of the stirrings of a cold, but he knows Prompto is far to smart for such a stupid excuse.]

It's nothing. Just.. upset over things that are outside my control. Or maybe it's my fault. I don't know.

[On one hand he's very aware that it's irrational to blame himself for the fact that he never had a traditional family, but on the other hand he wonders if things were different, or if he were different, maybe he wouldn't have been left alone at an orphanage. Maybe Vergil would have stayed in Duplicity long enough for them to become acquainted. Maybe Vergil would have stuck around to have a better relationship with his son (even if it was the younger version of him). None of it is rational in his head so he doesn't know how to talk about it without feeling stupid.]

Sorry I woke you. [Nero puts his arm over his face to hide the tears that just won't leave him alone. Crying over someone he hardly knew felt pretty pathetic and embarrassing.]

Hey...

[ Prompto lifts his head and frowns at him, letting his thumb brush against the jut of Nero's chin so he can rub his fingers over his cheeks and wipe at the wetness there. It gives him a moment to cup the side of Nero's face, to allow them some time to shift positions and get more comfortable, and after that, Prompto is pressing close to nuzzle him, softly pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth like that will chase all of his worries away. He knows it won't, but at least he's trying to make an effort in comforting him. ]

I'm sure it's not your fault. [ Another kiss, and the tips of his fingers brush at the hair along Nero's temples. ] You wanna talk about it? Or you can tell me who's making you feel bad, and I'll go fight 'em for you.

[ A soft tease, and Prompto tries to smile in light of what's going on, prepared to simply kiss Nero's troubles away like that's the ultimate answer to whatever's happening. Some part of him assumes it has to do with V and their family thing, but he doesn't want to ask and indirectly cause more grief if it's not that. ]

I'd tell you to shoot my old man, but he's not here anymore. [Nero tries to joke the way he usually does when he doesn't want to show that he's hurting or upset about something. Eventually he drops the act for a while to actually speak about it.]

I always thought I wouldn't give a shit about the guy, you know? He took my arm, knocked up my mom who ditched me at the orphanage.. Everything on paper says I shouldn't give two fucks, but V was talking about him like he... like he genuinely didn't know he had a son and wanted to get to know me. [Well, technically the other him that was around before, but it still counted.] I never knew I wanted that until I found out that I almost did.

Is that crazy? Am I an idiot?

[Nero turns completely to drape half of his upper body over his boyfriend, silently crying again against his neck so they won't have to make eye contact.] I feel like a fucking child again, and I hate it.

I don't think that makes you crazy or an idiot, [ he murmurs, finally understanding some of the tone for this conversation. It doesn't make him an expert by any means, but honestly, they both have enough daddy issues to run everyone else out of town. ] With everything you've told me, I'd be upset about it too. Especially with someone else saying he wasn't all that bad. Kinda gives mixed messages, you know?

[ Which probably isn't helping, voice muffled as Nero rolls them over. It frees his arms, so he gets both of them around him and holds onto him; eventually, he's smoothing a palm up and down the length of his back as he tries to think of something else to say that might make him feel better. ]

Maybe... maybe he'll come back here again some day, and you'll be able to tell him all this stuff yourself. Or, I dunno, you could do what I do when I feel like nothing makes sense. [ Pause for dramatic effect, and he tilts his head to nuzzles him gently. ] Sometimes, I'll hit record and just talk at my phone like I'm making a video. Say whatever I want – doesn't matter if it makes sense. If you feel like watching it after, it's there. Or you can delete it and forget it never existed. [ And he realizes that, too, probably sounds stupid, but it's pretty cathartic for him when he's feeling confused. ] But I guess that might not be your thing, huh...

[ His arms tighten around him. ]

We could always take a vacation.

[Nero definitely still thinks the guy is bad news and no amount of trying to atone for his shit will change that for him. But he also wants to be the one to decide whether or not he gets the privilege of redemption because in Nero's opinion, he's been the one hurt the most by the guy meant to be his father.]

I don't understand how I can hate him and want him to come back all at the same time. It's insane, Prompto. [Eventually his sniffling dies down and the tears pause as he just tries to listen instead. Prompto's idea sounds ridiculous, but Nero figures if he's suggesting it, it's for a pretty good reason. So he nods a little, face still very much buried in his boyfriend's neck until the mention of a vacation.]

I like the sound of that, but I'll admit I don't know the first thing about this place or its vacation spots. [He pulls back enough to look at Prompto, wanting to make sure he wasn't just suggesting it to be funny.] Fucking off with you for a while would be nice..

[ He looks back at him without saying much for a moment, trying to take it all in. There really isn't a whole lot he can offer as far as advice goes when it comes to parents. Where he'd come from... he was no better than something born in a lab, and even his foster folks hadn't really been around enough to warrant a lot of familial love. Eventually, Prompto just leans into Nero and bumps their noses together, kissing at the corner of his mouth. ]

Doesn't matter where it is. Maybe we can go to one of the moons and see what's what. [ Not that he thinks there's a whole lot there, but at least it would be far away from this place. ] You won't have to think about any of that stuff for a little while. It could be fun...

[ He kisses him again, softer this time. ]

I think we both could use some of that. You know?

[Nero settles a little more each time they kiss. Nothing familial about that, thankfully. He reaches to let his fingers play in Prompto's hair as a distraction at first, but then to tug him in for more kisses when he feels like he needs them to keep coming.]

The moons? Mm, yeah. [He has no idea what's up there, but it'd be fun to find out. Even if it's just the two of them, they'd find a way to make it work. Between the two of them they could sort out food and shelter, and if it's populated then a nice hotel could be a good getaway. To pay for it they'd only have to do what they usually do but more frequently--and Nero has no problems with that.]

Getting away from everything might be good for you too. I don't want to drag you off somewhere away from your friends, but I totally would. Unapologetically. [Replacing his need for family with a need for some other kind of relationship was probably unhealthy, but Nero's an idiot and a romantic, so he's fully under the impression that as long as they've got each other things would be fine.]

Edited 2020-02-17 16:09 (UTC)

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