Jealous: feeling resentment towards another, specifically a rival

It was one thing if Noctis was flirting, at least, his friend knew that he would beat him to a pulp if he made a move on his girl, that is, if he could get there first. He's seen it happen before. Some lowlife pervert reaching out and touching her ass and before he could even rise to her defense, she was smashing his face in. Neither him or Noctis were that safe. It was a blow on his pride, but it also boost it in a sense, it wasn't that often that he had such a strong woman bend to his will (or so he kept telling himself).

Only, this problem was irking and annoying. Currently, his Lightning was mingling with her comrades in Guradian Corp.

Only it wasn't the regular recruits asking her advice, superiors compliments her success so far; no, it was someone that she knew in the Academy, back in her military school that she joined when she was sixteen. Back in a life he hardly hears much about.

A life the man next to her probably knew better than anyone.

The man's name was Cid Raines. Prompto's knowledge of him was just as limited as her past in the Academy; but he did know for sure, next to him and another named Rygdea, Lightning grew up with them both in the Academy, with those two her senior. They saw sides of her he was sure he didn't. They saw her grow and flourish in a way he didn't get a chance to.

And they could walk up to her easily with a smile and even lightly flirt and tease her without even getting punched or glared at. Sure, she scowled and huffed, but most of the time, she had an easy, fond smile on her face, her eyes reliving a time only she could see and the other two would understand.

To say in the least, Prompto was irked. Cid Raines, her familiar, easily receiving her smiles after who knows how many years, in just one minute, while it took him nearly a year to get her to smile.

He just made her laugh.

"You've got to be kidding me," he muttered darkly, tightening his grip on his beer bottle as the glared at the two, or more specifically, Raines.

"I think it's fair," Ignis piped.

"No one's asking you," Prompto grumbled.

"Well, while you were wooing her, she has seen you with more than enough women, and even to a point she was a little jealous when she was considering you."

"How do you kno—"

"Anyone could tell just by looking into her eye, and besides, how else would you explain her sudden fits of rage?"

"Oh," was all the blonde could utter, though he still sulked darkly at the sight. So he had made Lightning jealous, he did get that sense every now and then, she would appear out of nowhere sometimes, her fist raised and just as it clicked, he was on the ground, his nose almost broken while she stopped away, cursing and yelling at him over her shoulder. He remember sometimes going after her, even if it caused him more pain.

That also explains why Hope kept giving him the evil eye.

And now it seemed like she was getting back at him. Though he was mature enough not to bomb the scene, tell Cid off, whisk her away and give Light her own lesson and perfectly clear about how he felt about her with other men; that still didn't stop him from simply glaring and sulking.

He was sure Ignis rolled his eyes at him at one point, before leaving him altogether, perhaps looking for Serah or maybe even Stella; those two women, besides Lightning herself, seemed intelligent enough to hold a humoring conversation for four eyes.

A few times, Raines glanced his way with Lightning nodding to him, and every time their eyes met, Prompto couldn't help but give the man a dark, smug look. So what if Raines was taller, broader, more successful, and older? Prompto not only had his to kill for looks, he had Lightning.

And Lightning would never stray. It was one of many perks that he appreciated about her. She didn't have much interest in other men, even he would admit that their relationship was a miracle; and she would never look at someone else or treat them as she did with him. Even with her family, each member was treated differently and equally cherished.

Take that Raines!

He'd always be special to Lightning, and Raines would never get the same treatment that he does.

The thought made him smug, and almost improved his mood, almost.

Cid Raines flashed him a confident smile as he nodded to Lightning, and left her side finally, going to mingle with other guests, possibly Amodar. Prompto glared at his back the whole way, not even noticing his girlfriend's presence till she spoke.

"Are you sulking?" she stated bluntly, hands on her hips as she peered at him, her brow up skeptically.

"Yes," he admitted grouchily, "yes I am."

She shook her head at him, leaning forward; she kissed the pout right off his lips. Within seconds, Cid Raines was gone from his mind altogether. Resting against him, she murmured softly, "I think I've mingled enough tonight."

Prompto smirked into her hair. "It's a good thing you're never one for parties," he mused, slipping his arms around her smugly, silently making sure every man that was interested knew.

This was his woman after all, even if she was abusive at times.