He was alone sitting in front of the prince's Sheild. Gladiolus Amicitia, a man he'd grown to love like a brother over the past five years that he'd been friends with the prince. Oddly enough Ignis and Noctis had left them alone, to get some simple curatives. So Gladio seemed to take the chance to be a bit flirty, which Prompto had grown used to at this point. Yet his stomach turned at the idea of everything, after all the blonde was still questioning his sexuality.

So the flirtatious words that fell from Gladio's lips made him flush. He needed to get himself in check and not show outwardly how much he enjoyed the words. "G-Gladio I'm the furthest thing from cute! N-Noct is what people would consider cute!" He huffed out the words, his bottom lip falling down in a pout.

It was rare that the Glaives interacted with the Crownsguard, for they even had separate training grounds. However, at the end of the day Loqi mistakenly bumped into one in the hallway and instantly growled once he saw it was someone tall. Anyone even close to six foot was enough to get him angry for merely existing, Gladio was practically a giant. 

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Noctis looked upon the moon with a love and longing none could understand. To think only two years prior he had flown among the stars, lighting them and placing them for Her. But he had dropped a star to the planet below and in his quest to retrieve it he met a woman named Luna. And he forgot his duties. The angel fell for her and then.. he fell entirely.

His wings hurt and he had no form. Luna said he was meant to love another and that was the reason for all that happened. There was a vessel but it wasn’t in this place where she lived. So he had to search for it with her to guide him where he needed to be. Their journey took a long two years before they found exactly where he needed to be. In a city called Insomnia there was a young man in a hospital bed who shared Noctis’ name. He turned away from the window and toward the bed where the human lay in a coma.

As the angel stood over the body he could tell no soul resided in it and never had. He looked just like him. Nervous blue eyes moved to look over at the blonde woman. “What if it doesn’t work?” His voice was tight with fear and uncertainty. “I don’t want to be a demon.”

“Noctis, dear.” The woman stepped closer to the bed and pushed long black hair out of the vessel’s face. “Your mother Moon made him for you. You were Her favorite child and She knew one day you would want to see new things. That you were curious and bright. And She knew one was born who was meant to be with you. You will not become a demon for your mother will never let you.”

He was still afraid but if She wanted this for him then he would do it. With a shuddering breath he reached out.. and then his eyes burst open. A deep breath of air filled his lungs as the monitors around him, memories of his vessel’s childhood flooded him and Luna stood in the doorway shouting.

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Mia couldn’t help but smile at the feeling of Gladiolus arm around their shoulder. They were sure they looked ridiculous given the height different, but also as they looked up through at him while he talk Mia could have sworn he was blushing. Could be the heat, but in their heart, he was totally blushing. 

“Yeah dude, lets head back. I, for one, am starving, but also I would KILL to see what an actual back stage looks like yeah know.” Mia was more then happy to hang out with Gladio, but damn they were at a legit concert! Backstage all that tech, the production, THE GUITARS. At least Mia hoped for instruments. Some concerts where more theatrics and mostly pre-recorded these days. It all depended on what kind of performer Noctis was.

Mia followed Gladio along to the back stage where there eyes were first drawn to the catering table. They were pretty sure their stomach audibly growled. As the passed by the table Mia reached over and snatched up a large roll with some of meat in it and shoved an entirely too large bite into their face. 

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Mia threw back their shoulders in an attempt to look larger then they actually were. While it added maybe an inch to their usual slumped self, standing at five foot compared to Gladio’s six foot six, they looked as if they were David about to fight the Goliath.

“I have you know,” Mia said with the confidence and swagger of a man twice their size who’d seen battle, “that not only did I survive all of my school bullies; I’ve also lived a whole two years on the street so you know what that means.”

With a cocked head and a raised brow Gladio responded, “No, what does that mean?”

“I’ll absolutely kick you in the balls.” Mia said as the round back a foot to make a strike. 

Unfortunately for them Gladio was a better trained then the average creep or school bully and caught their foot with one hand, leaving Mia to hop around. 

“Alright, so I didn’t exactly foresee this outcome.” Mia had to use their arms to keep themselves balanced. “Can I get a do-over? I can do better.”

Gladio relinquished the ankle in a way that Mia had to quickly scramble to not fall over. They situated themselves and this time, decided a lunge at Gladio was a much better plan.

It was not. 

This time Gladio easily side stepped out of the way and got Mia by the waste. They were dangling as he held them off the ground, their arms pinned to their chest. Mia attempted to swing their legs back, but their height and his natural strength, there was simple not match.

Mia huffed, they had lost. “FINE! You can have the last ice cream sandwich.” 

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Mia had been a little worried they wouldn’t be able to find Gladiolus in all these people given that they were so incredibly short, but thankfully that was not so. He towered over everyone else which made him very easy to see, and what a sight he was. Mia was quite sure if his v-neck shirt was purposely too small or the largest size they offered, but it accentuated his muscles exceeding well so Mia wasn’t going to complain.

 It was seriously unfair how handsome he was. Which of the gods ordained to craft this man from the masculine fibers of the world and place him down on earth looking like that. The scruff, the muscles, the SMILE. It seriously wasn’t fair.

And then he spoke and hiding behind that handsome strong persona was an actual dork; a massive, kind, dork. 

“I’ve been keeping my eyes out for you. No Kangaroos so far but I’m pretty sure I saw a shady opossum outside who might be in cahoots.”

Noctis had been sleeping for a little while to combat the fatigue caused by trying to fully combine with his vessel. It seemed that he was weakened by the connection since the vessel itself was fairly weak, making him quick to tire and easy to get cold.

He rubbed tiredly at his eyes as he sat up just a bit. The other man looked tired. Of course he’d gotten absorbed in another novel he’d brought and lost track of time. That was so like his new friend. “I wouldn’t mind you reading it to me.” Came the sleepy reply. “You can join me up here if you want; I don’t take up much room and I’m really cold.”