Soft bois! That's it, that's the whole thing.

I wrote this when I was skipping class to go for a lovely train ride instead, hope you enjoy the fruits of my delinquent life.

Prompto & Noctis, Brotherhood era.


Noct pulled out two lunchboxes, kept one for himself and set the other one down in front of Prompto. "Here. Specs said he didn't have much time to make lunch, so he said to invite you for dinner tonight."

Prompto opened the box, closing his eyes blissfully at the smell that came from the food. "Not much time? This is still better than anything I have ever made. Are you sure he's human?"

Already shoveling his own, vegetable-free food into his mouth, Noct shrugged. "Probably not. Who knows."

A lot more slowly than Noct, Prompto started eating too, albeit with some more manners than Noct, the literal prince. With his free hand, he pulled his phone from his pocket and typed out a message to Ignis to thank him for both the food and the invitation.

"You don't have to text him every time to say thanks, you know."

"Yeah, well. He doesn't have to make me food either, but he still does. Least I can do is say thanks," Prompto argued. Ignis insisted it was no trouble at all for he cooked for Noct anyway, but Prompto had still made it a habit to send a little thank-you message every day. He liked to think Ignis appreciated it, too.

"Whatever. I'm not stopping you," Noct said between two bites. "But he's probably even grateful because it means he gets to feed vegetables to someone."

"Vegetables are good for you, Iggy isn't just trying to torture you with them, y'know."

Noct let out a groan and pointedly did not reply.

With a grin, Prompto went back to enjoying his food, and they sat in silence for a while. That was, at least until Prompto noticed Noct kept kind of glancing at him out of the corner of his eyes and quickly averted his gaze every time Prompto looked.

"What?" he asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

"Nothing," Noct replied entirely too quickly. A few beats of silence, then, "I, uh. I got you something?"

Prompto lowered his fork, unsure if he'd heard correctly. "You… got me something?"

"Yeah, just… hang on," Noct muttered, rummaging through his bag with his head a little farther inside the bag than necessary in a failed attempt to hide his blush. "Here."

He thrust something at Prompto, who accepted it before he properly looked at it.

"Oh!" he gasped in delight when he realized it was a small plush keychain. Not just a keychain, but a chocobo keychain, with soft, fluffy feathers and all.

"Noct, why… You didn't have to!"

Noct shifted uncomfortably, studying the stray crumbs on the table instead of meeting Prompto's eye. "Yeah, I know, I just saw it in that store the other day and I got it for you when you weren't looking. It, uh… it reminded me of you."

Oh.

Great, now Prompto was blushing too. He was beginning to understand the sudden fascination with the crumbs now.

"That a jab at my hair again?" he tried to cover up his own abashment, hoping his voice didn't actually sound as high-pitched as he thought it did.

"No! Just... just take it and shut up!"

They were both blushing like crazy at this point. Prompto knew he was probably looking like a lovesick idiot, especially with the soft smile he couldn't quite suppress, but he couldn't bring himself to care much. Especially if Noct, who always made such an effort to appear aloof and listless, went through the awkwardness of giving him a present... that had to mean something, right?

"Thanks, Noct."

"Glad you like it," Noct mumbled, still with pink cheeks but a pleased little smile on his lips.

"I love it," Prompto corrected, fastened the keychain to his backpack and silently vowed to never take it off again.


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