#corprom

Why did we name it Heart & Soul? Simple! Prompto is the heart and the soul of the chocobros! Now it's our time to shower him with all the love. <3

FFXV RarePairs Week: June 11th-18th, 2018

Monday: Black and White / Learning / “Try me.” 

Tuesday: Blood / Power Couple / “I know you like it.” 

Wednesday: Sky / Starcrossed Lovers / “Wake up.” 



Thursday: Sunshine / Opposites Attract / “That hurts.” 



Friday: Trees / Helping Hands / “I don’t think that was supposed to happen.”

 

Saturday: Sand / Jealousy / “Breathe.”
 

Sunday: Crystal / Good News / “Listen to my heart.”

First one! Woo!

This turned out super cute! I didn’t follow the prompt to a T, but it still falls along the same lines. I also inserted a lot of my own headcanons in here, including the names and relations of Prompto’s parents, so I hope you like it!

Cor + Prompto = “You have…superpowers?!”

Word Count: 830

More than once, Prompto had heard his mommy talking tosomeone late at night, a man that wasn’t Daddy. The voice was deep, but soft,quiet like the tiptoes of little feet. He was always curious who the man was,but he only ever came at night. Maybe he was a monster, but then, why would Mommybe talking to a monster? Was Mommy a monster, too?

With his sippy cup with just a gulp of juice left in it inhand, Prompto continued tiptoeing down the hall, body hugging the wall as heapproached the source of the voices. The bright light from the kitchenilluminated the way, and served as a stark contrast to the hushed conversation.Prompto heard the words, but many of them were years ahead of his vocabulary,even if Daddy told him he was a quick learner. Words like, ‘immortal’ and ‘crystal’went over his head, but if there was one thing he could pick up withoutunderstanding words, it was emotion, and he could tell that Mommy was scared.

When Prompto reached the end of the hall, he peaked his headaround the corner. There was Mommy. Her pretty brown hair was pulled back andmessy, and her jaw was set firm as her hands moved around the maybe monsterman. He grunted as she pulled what looked like an old baby blanket covered inred off his back, and Prompto gasped as he clutched his cup to his chest. Mommy’sfingers were covered in blood. Without thinking, Prompto’s little feet carriedhim as quickly as he could to her, and the cup was lost somewhere along theway, bouncing off the floor and startling her and the monster man.

“Oh, Prompto! What’s wrong?” She turned to face him, thenlooked at her hands before sighing exasperatedly. “Why are you out of bed?”

“I heard you talking,” Prompto whimpered, and he stoppedshort of her, afraid of moving any closer to the man sitting in front of her.Slowly, his head turned to look at Prompto, and his little heart pounded in hischest. Kind, blue eyes, not unlike his mommy’s, met his own. He looked olderthan Daddy, but maybe not by a lot, and his smile was warm despite the boobooon his back.

“I’m sorry, buddy. I didn’t mean to wake you,” the man thatmaybe wasn’t a monster after all apologized, and Prompto looked between him andhis mommy before nodding.

“Go back to bed, sweetie. I’ll be there to tuck you back inin a few minutes,” Mommy said, and the man that wasn’t Daddy waved her off.

“Let him stay up if he wants, Delia,” he demanded with apained chuckle. “It’s not often I get to see my nephew.”

Prompto stared blankly, but he knew what that meant. If hewas a nephew, then that made this man…

“Uncle,” he uttered, and the man smiled wider while Mommylaughed.

“Oh, all right, then,” Delia complied, “but just this once,Cor. I want him on a normal sleep schedule.”

The uncle man, Cor, offered his hand to Prompto, whohesitantly stepped forward and took it. He giggled when he was lifted andplaced in Cor’s lap, despite Mommy’s scoffing as she continued to fix the bigouchie on his back. Looking at him up close, Cor didn’t look or sound as scaryas he had, and Prompto managed a small, curious smile as he placed his hands onhis cheeks. There was a moment of complete silence as they stared at oneanother, and although Prompto didn’t know the words, he knew that Uncle Man Corwas somebody that was strong and nice. He wasn’t like the men in his nightmaresthat only looked at him to take notes and leave again. They were cold, andmean.

Finally, after the long stretch of soul searching, Promptobeamed at him.

“Do you have superpowers?”

Cor’s faced scrunched into a giant grin as he laughed deep, causingDelia to groan in frustration. She flicked the back of his head, and Promptogiggled again when Uncle Cor winced.

“He certainly thinks he does,” she said curtly, andcontinued fixing the weird band-aid on his back.

“Your mother doesn’t think so, but they don’t call me theImmortal for nothing,” Uncle Cor defended, Prompto’s jaw dropped in awe.

“Wow! You’re immoral!”

At that, Delia wheezed, and turned her head as she laughedloudly. Prompto didn’t think he’d ever seen his mommy smile like that. It waspretty.

“Ain’t that the truth,” she teased, and Uncle Cor rolled hiseyes, but still smiled, and bounced Prompto on his knee.

“Tell me everything!” Prompto ordered, his eyes filled withwonder. “Do you fight bad guys? Do you have a sidekick? What’s your superultra-finishing move?”

Cor took a deep breath. It was going to be a long night, butfor him and his nephew, it was going to be the best one yet.

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