Prompto/Noctis; 864w, GPrompto wished, so hard sometimes, that there was an offswitch for his overthinking, because he was really sick of it by now;it was stupid, and annoying, but he just couldnāt banish thethoughts. It was stupid, because he was just with Noct, his best bud,and there was nothing about that that was worth fretting about. Heknew that, kept trying to remind himself. The thing was, this was thefirst time he was spending the night at Noctisā place. And that, toPrompto, was kind of a big deal.Heād never spent the night ata friendās place before. Heād never had a friend, before Noctis, tohave sleepovers with in the first place. Ew, no, donāt think of itas a sleepover, he told himself.Youāre not twelve any more. This is two best buds, hangingout. Also, itās convenient. Theyhad plans for tomorrow, it being a Saturday and all, and Noctis hadsuggested it earlier in the week, all casual, as if it was no bigdeal. āHey, why donāt you just spend the night at mine?Itāll be easier that way.āSure, it sounded great.Until Prompto was there, and he just,didnāt know what to do with himself. Theyād eaten already, called infor pizza ā neither of them was going to attempt to cook, that wasfor sure ā and Prompto had allowed himself to indulge in moresnacks than he was comfortable with, in an attempt to ease his suddennervousness. Everything else that evening had been normal though, forthem, playing video games, watching crap TV, just the general, easyplaying around they always indulged in when they hung out. Whichhelped keep Prompto distracted, until bed time. Which was, inessence, the point where one of them was falling asleep on the couch,and theyād given up trying to focus on anything in particular,infomercials loudly selling mops playing in the background.Noctishad nodded off, head resting against Promptoās shoulder as he dozed,until the commercial changed and an innovative, new snack pot wasbeing shouted about now from the television, and startled Noctisawake. Prompto kinda missed the warm pressure of Noctās weightagainst his shoulder.With a yawn and a stretch, Noctisdeclared, āIām off to bed. You got everything you need inhere?āPrompto was going to sleep on the couch, and theyādpiled up pillows and blankets for him earlier, ready to use. Heturned to look over at Noctis, flashing his friend a smile. āYep,Iām all set!ā Perhaps he was trying too hard, becauseNoctis peered at him, sleepy but concerned. āYou alright?āPrompto tried to smile a little less hard as he answered,āGreat, great. Yeah, dude. You go sleep! Iāll justā¦Iāll just hangout here. And sleep too. Yeah.āIf Noctis had been moreawake, he might have said something about Promptoās obviously weirdbehaviour ā weirder than normal, would be Noctās affectionateopinion ā but he just gave Prompto a bemused look, before shakinghis head. āSure. See you in the morning.āāNight!āPrompto chirped, watching as Noctis retreated into his bedroom.Prompto busied himself with setting up his make-shift bed onthe couch, and soon he was snuggled down in the warm blankets, thetelevision on but turned down low, just as some sound to keep himcompany. He was just beginning to relax, feel his mind stop turningenough to possibly let him sleep, when his phone buzzed, surprisinghim. No one messaged him this late except for Noct. No one messagedhim at all anyway, except Noct.It was Noct.Noctis:Just relax, weirdoPrompto: What!!!Iām fine!!Noctis:Youāre being weird. Justchill out. Itās only my couchPromptobit his lip, before replyingPrompto:ā¦howād you know?Noctis:I can hear your thoughtsfrom herePrompto:Lies!! Filthy lies! (ćļ¾Ļļ¾)Noctis: Justgo to sleep.Hedidnāt even consider that it might be weird, the two of them textinglike this, even though Noctis was only down the hall in his bedroom.Maybe it was easier, to talk like this through text messages. Hehesitated for a few moments, before typing out another message,hoping that Noctis wouldnāt make fun of him for this.Prompto:Itās justā¦Iāve never spent the night anywhere but homebeforeTherewas a painfully long gap, and Prompto had given Noct up for asleep,before his phone lit up again, buzzed to life with anothermessage.Noctis:Iāve never had anyone spend the night beforePromptocouldnāt help but smile at that, at Noctis being honest like thatwith him, he could just imagine the flush of colour that was probablycrawling up his friendās neck in that moment. It meant a lot, comingfrom Noctis. Another buzz pulled Prompto from histhoughts.Noctis: Nowgo to sleep. Iām tiredPrompto:Night, Noct! (ļ¾^Ļ^)ļ¾ļ¾Promptoput his phone down, and settled himself to sleep, his mind at ease,and a wide, silly smile spread across his face. He hoped this mightbe the first night of many, now he knew what to expect.