Yeah. [This really, really isn't the conversation he wanted to be having this morning. Especially on Prompto's birthday.] I kind of... found someone else before she got here.
[You know when someone looks you dead ass in the eye and tells you something that you never thought you'd hear them say? Congrats, Prompto, you're currently having that moment with Noctis. And he doesn't even look a little bit embarrassed.]
[To be fair, that name isn't entirely surprising. Definitely a little strange, though, and Prompto feels an odd pang of sadness. That he wasn't picked? He's not sure, but Noctis has been quasi-flirting with him off and on since he arrived, and so he's not sure what to think of this revelation.]
Of course, of course. Should've expected that, too. You've always been super close.
[It wasn't like that. Not really. He didn't put their names into a hat and whichever was lucky enough to be drawn would be his chosen. Things just happened.
Like flirting with Prompto just kept happening. Because it was something that seemed to come exceptionally naturally now for some reason that he really didn't quite understand.]
[Somehow he gets the distinct idea that Prompto isn't all that happy for them. And he wants to say something. Almost does. But it's Prom's birthday and he really doesn't want to ruin it with this turning into an argument.
There are more muffins - a mixture in a basket on the counter. Take as many as you want, Prom.]
Right. [This is so painfully awkward.] I'm just... gonna go shower.
[Excuse him as he just. Yeets himself right out of the kitchen and this conversation.]
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Hey, you don't have to do all that. You didn't really have to get me a birthday present, even.
[Do birthdays still really count if one is dead?]
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[Aren't you so glad he's your bff?]
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I wouldn't! I didn't even think birthdays were really a thing anymore, since...y'know...
[Vague handwave with the muffin.]
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He's going to dive in a steal a bite of that muffin.]
You know if you don't want it, you can always give it back.
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[The loss of part of the muffin is an acceptable one, but he still sadfaces at it, cradling the stuffed present to his chest.]
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[Just be thankful that he didn't start singing it.]
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[He'd sing along if he did.]
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[You actually have the voice for it, Prom.]
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[Don't encourage him, he'll sing it when it's most inconvenient.]
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[Is he? Is he winking at you right now? He definitely is.]
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Well, there's also Cindy, but she's...
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...I should've expected that.
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[He hadn't told a single soul. Which means either Luna is a blabber mouth or Prompto just figured it out by basic powers of deduction.]
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I--really? I figured since you guys didn't seem very close anymore and uh--
[Y'know what, he's just going to stuff the rest of the muffin into his mouth to shut himself up. He assumed, and it was apparently right.]
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Yeah. [This really, really isn't the conversation he wanted to be having this morning. Especially on Prompto's birthday.] I kind of... found someone else before she got here.
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Okay, but who?
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Ignis.
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Of course, of course. Should've expected that, too. You've always been super close.
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Like flirting with Prompto just kept happening. Because it was something that seemed to come exceptionally naturally now for some reason that he really didn't quite understand.]
What is that supposed to mean?
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[And speaking of finding, he wants to find some more muffins, if there are any more available. If he's allowed to.]
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There are more muffins - a mixture in a basket on the counter. Take as many as you want, Prom.]
Right. [This is so painfully awkward.] I'm just... gonna go shower.
[Excuse him as he just. Yeets himself right out of the kitchen and this conversation.]