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Warning: Noctis/Prompto.
Note:Enjoy.
Summary: The Kingdom of Lucis was not spared from the discrimination of omegas. In fact, Prince Noctis had his fair share of bullying and teasing the omegas of Lucis. What will make him stop and change, though? Perhaps his frequent target, a bright and bubbly blonde omega, crying in front of him and muttering out choked sobs of why. He had never said anything before. But, Prince Noctis could hear him loud and clear, repeating the word tattooed on his left wrist.
Chapter One
For many centuries, Alpha and Omega dynamics haven't changed for the better. In fact, the discrimination against Omegas has heightened. The Kingdom of Lucis was not even spared from the discrimination against Omegas. After all, Prince Noctis had his share of bullying and teasing the Omegas of Lucis. Even so, the conduct of Prince Noctis and his entourage disgusted the citizens. However, the people of Lucis were afraid of speaking out against the monarchy.
"Hey, Highness! There goes your usual. Isn't he looking a little extra nice today?" a nobleman's son said, swinging an arm around Noctis's shoulder. "The little bitch is probably going to his chemistry class. You wanna jump him, Highness? Or, I can do the honors for you?"
"He's getting a little bit boring for me. I want someone new to toy with," Prince Noctis said, scanning the throngs of students spilling out into the hallways. "How about him? Do you see that blondie? I think I like him. He's pretty like a girl."
"Yeah, I see him. His name is Prompto. He's a photography nerd," a Crownsguard's son said, grimacing as the blonde slowed down and scrolled through his camera. "Are you sure about this? He's super quiet and doesn't bother anybody."
"Don't tell me you're one of those Omega sympathizers?" the nobleman's son said, cringing at the thought and then turning back to Prince Noctis. "Go for it, Highness! He's really pretty. I'm sure the little bitch won't even turn you down."
XOXO
While students rushed around him, Prompto stood in the middle of hallway and fiddled with his camera's settings. However, he had been grabbed soon and shoved up against the wall. Out of fright, he had dropped his camera and released a small squeak. As his body slammed against the wall, he had noticed his captors and panicked. After all, he had known about Prince Noctis's sinful conduct with Omegas such as himself.
"You're cute. But, I bet a bitch like you knows that already," Prince Noctis said, sliding down the blonde's shirt from his shoulder. "Come on, Prompto. Won't you relax? I'm sure you've already done this plenty of times."
"Why, Your Highness? Why are you doing this to me?" Prompto asked, squirming around as sharp teeth sank into his right shoulder. "Owww! What are you doing? It hurts! Please stop!"
"Shut up! It's not in your place to question," Prince Noctis said, throwing the blonde onto the ground as his left wrist burned. "You're seriously crying? It seems that's the thing your lot is so good at nowadays. Come on, boys."
XOXO
Upon arriving at home, Prompto had immediately ran inside of his bathroom and dug through the cabinets. Once he had found a razor, he had tugged the sleeves of his shirt up and cried. After all, he could clearly remember Prince Noctis's mocking voice still inside of his head. As he looked down at his wrists with the razor, he had slid it through the tattooed words and muffled his cries.
"You're cute. But, I bet a bitch like you knows that already," Prompto read in a whisper, watching his blood gush through the slit and drip into the sink. "I don't want a soulmate anymore. A man like Prince Noctis can never change. His hatred for Omegas is just too strong."
"Sweetheart, are you okay in there?" Prompto's mother asked, tapping her knuckles gently against the bathroom door. "Come on, young man! Supper is ready. You don't want your food to get cold. Your father and I are waiting downstairs."
"Of course, mom! I'll be down in a minute," Prompto stuttered, quickly cleaning the bite mark with alcohol and placing a bandage over it. "It still hurts … "
XOXO
Once he had arrived at the palace, Prince Noctis loosened his tie and flopped down onto his bed. However, he had noticed that the burning on his left wrist just wouldn't stop. So, he had tugged the sleeves of his shirt up and looked down at his wrist. In an instant, he had frowned and read the tattooed words of his soulmate.
"Why, Your Highness? Why are you doing this to me?" Prince Noctis read in a soft mutter, hearing the blonde's frightened voice in his head as well. "This can't be. I can't be stuck with an Omega as my soulmate. I deserve a Beta."
"You can't fight against whom the Gods chosen for you. Who is this soulmate of yours, anyway?" Ignis, his royal adviser, asked. "His first words to you are filled with fear. What did you do, Noctis? Don't tell you bullied him just because he's an Omega?"
"We were just playing around. It's no big deal," Prince Noctis said, hearing an exhausted sigh and then footsteps heading towards the bedroom door. "You're seriously going to tell on me. Come on, Ignis! I don't want to sit through another lecture!"
XOXO
Upon being summoned, Prince Noctis stood in the throne room with his arms crossed. Beside him, stood his friends but with frightened facial expressions. In front of him, his father sat and glowered at him with an annoyed and aggravated stare.
"Noctis, I am very disappointed in you. For goodness sake, you are the Crown Prince of Lucis. How can you soil your image and the image of Lucis with these disgusting actions?" King Regis cried out, standing up and frowning down at his son. "Let me see your arm. His exact words are, "Why, Your Highness? Why are you doing this to me?" Oh, Noctis! Starting from tomorrow, I want you to apologize to this boy. He is your soulmate. You must treat him with respect and love."
"I don't want an Omega as my soulmate. They're pathetic and weak. They just cry and whine all the time," Prince Noctis cried out, angering his father who banged his walking cane against the floor to silence him. "I'm telling the truth. A Beta would be much preferred."
"You're spouting nonsense! Oh, dear son of mine, I worry for you. I cannot have the next future king of Lucis hold these beliefs. I cannot have Lucis reverse back to those horrid times," King Regis said, sitting down and shutting his pale emerald orbs. "Your Omega, Prompto Argentum, is far from a weakling. That is all I'm going to say. If you want to know more about him, I suggest you court him. He won't open up otherwise. This conversation has ended. You will do as I say."
"Yes, Your Highness. I will do as you say," Prince Noctis muttered, bowing and walking out of the throne room with a frown. "I can't believe this. I have to apologize to that little blondie tomorrow."
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