Internally I'm Screaming

Primam Chorus -> Main

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Crystal -> Mateus

Raiding? :: Yes

WoL? :: Yes, but not in the way you might think. Also debatable.

Omni-levelled 100 :: DoW // DoM // DoL // DoH

Nomin tal Kheeriin -> Secondary

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Crystal -> Coeurl

Raiding :: Not yet

WoL? :: Yes

Omni-levelled :: DoW // DoM // DoL // DoH

Tandem Chorus

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Crystal -> Mateus

Raiding? :: No

WoL? :: Yes, but not in the way you might think. Also debatable.

Omni-levelling :: DoW // DoM // DoL // DoH

Jaydin Byrd

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Crystal -> Mateus

Raiding? :: No

WoL? :: No

VPR // BRD // AST // DoL // DoH

Manaka Shimizu

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Crystal -> Mateus

Raiding? :: No

WoL? :: No

SMN // RDM // BLM // WHM // RPR // BTN // CRP // ALC // CUL

Lyjr Artjorm

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Crystal -> Mateus

Raiding? :: No

WoL? :: No

PLD // GNB // BTN // CRP

C'vurihn Tia

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Crystal -> Mateus

Raiding? :: No

WoL? :: No

BLM // RDM // CUL

Amaya Bikol

No Carrd

Crystal -> Coeurl

Raiding? :: No

WoL? :: Yes

"Cold today," Prompto commented, rubbing his hands together and jogging over to where Prim had been sitting. They had agreed to meet at the Central Insomnian Park, and Prompto had arrived just a couple minutes late. There was no response from Prim right away — instead, she sipped away at a cup of…something — coffee, maybe — and kept her hands wrapped around it for warmth. It was possible that she was also cold — too cold to have wanted to make a response right away.

Then again, she could have been miff—

"It is, isn't it?" Prim replied, her breath quickly fogging in the frigid air. Turning, she grabbed another cup and then held it up for Prompto. "I grabbed you a hot cocoa since I got one for myself."

"Ah! Why thank you!" Prompto chirped, brightening up significantly and taking the proffered drink. The way the warmth was a welcome change in comforting his chilly fingertips was appreciated — just as the sweet flavor of the drink was when he went to gulp some down to spread that warmth. Prompto was honestly glad that Prim was just so thoughtful to have put the order in for both herself and him.

Sitting down next to Prim, Prompto bounced his legs intermittently for a bit. They were just going to hang out, whatever that meant — Prompto had no idea. All he knew was that Primam wanted to come out to the park with him. Was it…a date? Of a sort? Again, he had no idea. Could have just been a friendly thing. But…the way Prim seemed to have been kind of just staring off into the distance, he wondered if there was something she just wanted to distract herself from.

Long minutes passed before Prim finally got up.

"Walk with me?" Prim asked, though it sounded more like a demand. Either way, Prompto complied, walking shoulder to shoulder with Prim when she began making her way along the paved walkway. It only got a little strange when Prim moved her free hand to take Prompto's own, lacing her fingers along with his.

… Was this a date??

"This…is new…" Prompto commented, uncertain if he should pull away. There was no desire to, he just had not been too sure what exactly was going on to spark this kind of familiarity. He supposed Prim could have been trying something new. They had been friends since childhood. Maybe she was just…comfortable? That was still a comforting thought, though the action made Prompto feel those butterflies in his stomach, and a heat traveling along his neck and cheeks into his ears.

"… Does it make you uncomfortable?" Prim questioned, glancing over at him briefly.

"Well, n-no…not at all… I-I guess I just wasn't expectin' ya to…want to…?" Prompto replied, tentatively holding Prim's hand back. If this was what she wanted, then he supposed he would go ahead and reciprocate. It was a nice change for him at any rate.

"I figure we could help keep each other's hands warm," Prim said with this small shrug. Prompto could swear he saw this small smile form on her lips. However, when he looked at her a little more closely, he noticed that she was watching something — rather, someone — and not really looking at him.

Prompto spared a glance in the direction Prim was looking, and he felt this sudden sinking feeling in his stomach. On the bright side, there was no 'other person' that he was worried about when it came to Prim. No, instead, there was the fact that the two of the were working on a case, and it seemed that the real reason that she asked Prompto to come to the park was jogging across the pond from them: their suspected culprit to the murder of Saxum Haranae, Secare Mucro.

Prompto was then tugged gently into facing Prim. There was this smile on her face as she neared Prompto, holding her drink out of the way. The look on her face was flirty — not something Prompto was used to seeing at any point in time. It was the next thing that fell from her lips that made him freeze as if the cold actually had that power over him in the moment.

"Kiss me," Prim had whispered with that continued smile.

"Wh…What?" Prompto uttered. He heard her correctly, he was just in such a state of disbelief over the request that he felt like he had run headfirst into a wall.

"I said 'kiss me'," Prim repeated before her voice became more of a hiss and Prompto realize that smile was a temporary facade. "I need you to kiss me so it looks like we're together on a date, Prompto—"

"O-Okay, yeah, s-sur—" Prompto stammered. The stalling did not have the time to be drawn out before Prim pulled Prompto into a kiss, her lips molding against his.

There were no words, absolutely none that appeared in Prompto's head. All he felt and knew was the feeling of being kissed by Prim. After all the times he wondered what 'whiting out' meant when it came to one of his favorite video games from his childhood, he finally understood in some respect. Because as amazing as it was to have Prim finally kiss him, all he could hope to see in his mind's eye was a bright, blank moment — like the world ceased to exist for what felt like too long a time.

Then, finally, it ended. Prompto was left just a little breathless, and his heart hammered in his chest. Astrals, he felt like he was pulled back to reality far too fast after that. Honestly, he was a little dizzy. On the bright side, he could not register the cold anymore. That was probably due to the fact that his face felt like it was on fire. Oh, Astrals, how hard was he blushing? He must have looked like a tomato at this rate!

Prim had really gotten bold in his time away from Insomnia. Prompto was not entirely certain if he admired it or was a little scared of it. Not that she scared him. The boldness from Prim seen on different occasions just scared him in the very real way that it could have been the reason she got put in harm's way. Not that this was harmful, either, though! Augh, his thoughts were a mess!

"I, uh…wow, um…" Prompto finally breathed, still feeling the ghost of Prim's lips against his. He wanted to feel it again. "A-All good, then?"

"Yeah, I think so…" Prim replied, biting at her bottom lip for a moment before she glanced back across the pond. Again, Prompto followed her gaze and saw Secare jogging away, his form growing more distant. That was when Prim continued, "I noticed he was looking a little too long at us. I don't know if he recognizes who we are, but…better to make it look like we're just…a couple in love. Enjoying our time together at the park."

Sure, okay, he bought that. Sarcasm fully intended.

Still, though…there was a question now on Prompto's mind.

"… Would…it be outta the realm of possibility?" Prompto mustered, his voice quieter than he intended.

"What was that?" Prim asked, her attention now fully on him.

"U-Us…? Would…it be o-outta the realm of possibility?" Prompto reiterated, his voice only slightly louder and clearly shaking.

Prim's brow rose, and her lips pursed for a moment while her eyes flicked over Prompto's face and then to the ground.

"I…um…" Prim began, a pregnant pause settling.

Ever since the kiss started to then, Prompto's heart was still thudding wildly in his chest as he waited for her to say something. Anything.

"We could try…" Prim slowly replied in a proper fashion. "After this case, maybe… We could try. I…think I'd like that."

Even if it meant waiting, Prompto felt overwhelmingly happy. Swallowing, he had to hold himself back from just scooping Prim into his arms as if she had said a definitive 'yes'. Still, the fact that she said she would like it? It just made his crush on her from long ago surge back up in full force. Or…maybe it was no longer a crush? Prompto cared about Prim in more than just a 'crush' fashion. It was not just some infatuation with an idea of a person, it was that he genuinely adored who Prim was and how she turned out from the time he knew her to the person she had become.

"I…think I'd really like that, too," Prompto said in turn. "After this case, then. You and me have a real date to go on."

"I'm not…I'm not tired" came the sleepy protest of the four-year-old Lamina as she lightly slapped her hand against Prompto's shoulder. The Argentums had just finished up watching their family movie, and now it was time for bed. For the children, at least. Save for one.

"Why does Lae get to stay up more?" Pluvira whined, a pout on her lips. She directed an expectant look up Primam, her arms soon folded over her chest. Since just a little before she had turned six, Pluvira had been the one to realize that Laetus got a lot more freedoms than she or Lamina did around the house.

"Because I'm older," Laetus said in a matter-of-fact tone, leaning forward and sticking his tongue out at Pluvira.

"That's not fair!" Vira huffed, her expression turning into more of a scrunched grimace.

"It's not all bad," Prompto commented, reaching over and hefting Lamina onto his lap before standing from the couch. She had already slumped against Prompto's shoulder and chest the moment she was cradled, falling into this quiet complacency while her father supported her. With a smile on his face, Prompto pressed a momentary familial peck upon Lamina's crown before continuing, "Ya need to get your rest so you can grow up big and strong. Like your mama!"

Prompto was met with a silent, perhaps cold, reception from both of the girls. No matter, he allowed for this to roll off his back as he so often did with many others. His attention went Primam's way, his signature smile still plastered upon his lips. Rocking Lamina gently in his arms in idle fashion, he sought her input: "Isn't that right, Moonlight?"

Primam rose from the couch herself, a soft chuckle staining her lips. A hand was extended to Pluvira to help her up from her seat. It was ignored.

"We want to stay up like Lae gets to," Pluvira huffed, nudging herself back into the cushions of the couch in her continued protest against going to bed. This made Primam take in a thoughtful inhale before looking toward Prompto with a silent sigh, her lips pursed as she gave consideration to a compromise.

"Well…" Primam began, her hand slowly falling back to her side. "Laetus gets to stay up later because he helps your father and I with chores. You and your sister can stay up a little later if you do your chores, too."

"What chores?" Pluvira asked, her expression still set in that pout. She was inquisitive now — peering up at her mother and probing with that look on her face.

"Well…" Primam began, chuckling softly and shaking her head. Part of her felt bad, but this could have been a good learning experience as well as a bargaining lesson. "There aren't any chores for you to do tonight. However…"

Primam paused, her attention going between both Pluvira and Lamina. Despite the tired, droopy set of Lamina's eyes as she fought the sleep that tugged at her, she also had her gaze fixed upon Primam to hear how they could get extra time to stay up later. Maybe Lamina would have forgotten all about this come morning, but…well, parenting seemed to be a lot of reiterating information regarding certain topics, so this would likely be another one.

"Starting tomorrow," Primam continued, lifting a finger to emphasize her words, "if the two of you are good and do your chores when your father and I ask you to, we'll start letting you two stay up later. This means no talking back to us, and no fighting us about it, okay?"

The gears were turning in Pluvira's head at the very least (Lamina was definitely too out of it to have been paying proper attention). Patiently, Primam waited for Pluvira to respond while Laetus started making tracks for his room — no doubt eager to have gotten some time with his video games before his curfew time was to hit. Eventually, Primam just sat down on the couch next to Pluvira again. The continued pout and the way she looked at anything but either of her parents seemed telling enough to Primam that Pluvira was not the biggest fan of this proposed compromise.

"… You promise…?" Pluvira finally asked, still not turning her attention toward either of her parents.

"I promise," Primam replied, reaching out and coaxing Pluvira's hand into her own. "And, if your father or I break that promise, you can be sure to tell us so that we know we did something wrong, okay?"

Again, Pluvira took the time to process what she was being told. Then she nodded.

"Okay, Mummy…" Pluvira agreed, finally mustering up the ability to squeeze Primam's hand back before wiggling her way off the couch. "I can…brush my teeth before bed. That's a chore, right?"

It was hard holding back the laugh that was bubbling, but Primam pursed her lips into a smile before a soft scoff of amusement fell. She conceded with a nod, rising once more from the couch to follow along after Pluvira when she started walking in the direction where her bedroom was; "That's right, Vira. The more you bush your teeth, the stronger they'll stay."

"What if I'm still not sleepy after I brush my teeth?" Pluvira asked as she led the way. Prompto had fallen into step alongside Primam, Lamina's eyes these glazed over orbs only peeking through slits as she was caught in a losing battle against her impending slumber.

"Well…" Primam thought for a moment, glancing at Prompto for some idea — he was usually pretty quick at coming up with something that pleased the kids. Even if she did her best to be there for everyone, Primam could recognize that Prompto had typically been the favorite parent between the two of them. Thankfully, he got the hint and sprung into action with a grin on his face.

"If you're still awake, I'll go ahead and tell ya a bedtime story, how about that?" Prompto replied. Even though the question was mostly directed at Pluvira, Lamina ended up nodding and giving a very sleepy 'mhm' in response, her eyes finally falling completely shut. A chuckle escaped Prompto then hearing how agreeable the girl in his arms was, and then he continued; "I can tell ya both about the time your Uncle Noct saved my life from—" his voice became dramatic "—the 'Mourning Naga from Fociaugh Hollow'."

Thankfully, Pluvira also seemed agreeable with the way she hopped forward and turned on her heel with a wide smile that split across her face pointed in Prompto's direction. She nodded enthusiastically, hair bouncing just as happily before she started skipping down the hall to the bathroom. The reaction was enough for Prompto to laugh silently and look at Primam with that mix of warmth and amusement.

"Guess I'll go ahead and get little Miss Sleepyhead here also washed up before puttin' them to bed," Prompto quietly told Primam, gently jostling Lamina to rouse her. He murmured to her about getting her own teeth brushed, and he was met with small protests that included a small hand pressed up against his chin to push him away. Again, he laughed and then shook his head. "Or not…I can get her to wash up in the morning."

"For the best; she tires herself out quickly, doesn't she?" Primam replied, arriving at the girls' room and turning on the light. The water turning on in the bathroom was heard, muffled from the door only left open slightly ajar from a half-efforted attempt at closing it. Still, Primam watched as Prompto got Lamina to her bed, holding back a groan of exertion as he slipped her off his shoulder and tucked her under her covers. Again, she made her tired protests, her face scrunching into this annoyed, momentary pout before she finally settled.

Prompto was so careful with Lamina — he had been with all of them. Each time Primam watched how tenderly Prompto regarded each of their children in moments like these, it was enough to make an uncontrollable smile tug at her lips. There were never enough words she could conjure that would do how grateful and how much she loved him justice; all she knew for certain was that she was glad it was him.

A kiss was laid upon Lamina's forehead before Prompto rose and started back toward his wife. With her arms tucked against her chest and this teasing smile on her lips, Primam poked at him playfully: "No goodnight kiss for me?"

"Ohoho?" Prompto laughed, his brow raising before he slunk over and wrapped his arm around Primam's waist, pulling her flush to him. His voice lowered to a sultry murmur, and his breath ghosted across Primam's lips as their noses squished lightly together, "I couldn't forget my moonlight. Never in a million years."

With his declaration out of the way, Prompto drew Primam into a kiss, both his arms enveloping her in a loving embrace. In response, Primam had smiled into the kiss, her hands coming up to cup his face before both of them laughed in between sharing momentary kisses.

"Ewwww!"

Pluvira's cry of disgust brought both Primam and Prompto from their shared moment to look down at the little girl who was looking at them as if she had been presented with rotten eggs.

"I think I have to wash my eyes, too!" Pluvira continued, a heavyset frown on her face. Taking her claim to heart, Pluvira turned right back around and ran to the bathroom once more. Only when the water was running again did Primam and Prompto look at each other with growing amusement before falling into fits of quiet laughter over such a response.