Bonds and Talks and Chocobros, Oh My! [closed]

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Who: Prompto Argentum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, and Ignis Scientia
When: July 6th onwards
Where: Prompto's place and Noct/Iggy's place
What: Bonding needs to happen stat, but so do some important conversations.
Warnings: TBD

Starters below because there's a lot of threads about to happen here.

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Yes, I'm sure she would appreciate cuddling a chocobo in the dark of the night.

[A light chuckle, close enough to Prompto's skin that he'll surely feel the breath there.]

Do you mind if I ask you something personal?

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[He shudders--goosebumps]

Dude, you've washed my laundry. Ask anything.

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[Oh, the shudder.]

...Apologies. Should I give you some space?

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No, you're fine. Goosebumps, that's all. What's the question?

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[He mulls over how to ask this... How to... process what he's thinking. He has to choose his words carefully, because he's Ignis, because he's exacting like that.]

Have you ever had... particular feelings for someone?

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[. . .]

Gonna have to be more specific there, Iggy.

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[Wow, no, abort abort this is actually embarrassing. But...]

An emotional attachment.

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Like...I mean, there's you and Noct and Gladio? Like that sorta thing or...?

[quickrecipeh]

[He shakes his head and buries his face in Prompto's hair for a moment before backing off with a sigh.]

Not... quite. Though I suppose it's similar. Deeper than a surface level attraction, but not as deep as what we all have. And of a different quality, in certain ways. Though... it's not as though I'm not attracted to you.

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[You can almost hear the record scratch.]

Wait. You--you think I'm attractive?!

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[Yike.]

Yes, obviously. ...Is it not obvious?

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No??

[What the heck.]

I-I mean maybe to other people but, uh, not me. Holy shit.

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[Hm. Miscalculation.]

I don't know how else to say this... you're absolutely my type, in a lot of ways. Not that I only look at you in a shallow manner, please don't think that.

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[Give him a second before--yep. Oddly canine yip-squeak.]

I'm your type? Me. Holy shit.

[He's someone's type! He's Ignis's type.]

[quickrecipeh]

Honestly, what did you think my type was?

[He chuckles softly.]

Not that I'd pursue you, of course. I think... your eyes are elsewhere.

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Not perky blonds, that's for sure.

[Excuse him, he's going to bask in this for a second before what Ignis says hits him.]

Back up back up. One, you'd go after me? Two, what's that supposed to me?

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I enjoy bright, energetic people. People with softly held ambition. People who enjoy my cooking.

[He smiles.]

If things were different, I might, yes. [Not addressing question two.]

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Huh.

[Baffled Prompto is baffled. People don't--he's not the guy folks crush on or are interested in. At least not where he can hear it.]

And the second bit?

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[Oh how he hates to break it to you.]

Frankly, I always thought you and Noct made a lovely duo.

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[Ignis can probably feel a little shot of...pain? Over their Bond. Poor Noct.]

I mean, aesthetics sure but...he's still in love with Lady Lunafreya, pretty sure and defs not me.

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[Oh. He didn't mean to hit the nail directly on the head like that.]

I say this as someone who sees Noct every day, and who has for most of his life and mine: He has a greater capacity for affection than he lets on. I won't pretend to be able to read his mind, but he doesn't treat anyone else the way he treats you, not even myself.

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Yeah, because I'm his best friend who he hasn't known since diapers.

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I wish I could be certain, but it isn't something he's ever talked about with me.

[Ignis just relaxes a bit back on the couch, fingers going back to stroking Prompto's furry arms.]

I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't have said anything. I still think I'm correct, however.

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You usually are, but pretty sure this time you're wrong.

[But who cares? He's gonna curl closer and close his eyes.]

Besides, Noct's my best friend but not my type.

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[He really kind of... hopes he's not wrong. But he definitely won't say that. They both deserve to be happy. That's his perspective.]

What is your type, then? Buxom beauties?