#sombercore

How many drafts are you stalling with this meme?

...a lot.

I really need to finish answering stuff asdfghjkl

He was just as excited to see the pile of fluff balls as Prompto was, if not more so. Though, the difference between him and his best friend, was Noct’s ability to contain most of his excitement. Still, Prompto’s reaction was almost as adorable as the kittens themselves.

He would have taken the whole box with them, if he wasn’t so sure Ignis would be telling them to put the kittens back where they found them, followed by something about too many mouths to feed.

“Shh..it’s okay.”  Noctis murmured, running his fingers through Prompto’s hair as he held him against his chest. He rubbed his back softly, trying to calm him down.

“It was just a bad dream...you’re safe with us.” He tugged the blankets up a bit so that they could snuggle back into them, knowing it helped Prompto feel safe and secure.

“Not really.” Noctis chuckled softly, watching as the merman flopped around his bathtub, splashing water everwhere. He wasn’t exactly looking forward to having to explain to Ignis why an entire linen closet’s worth of towels were stuffed inside the hamper and strewn across the bathroom floor.  “If there’s any lasting water damage, I’ll have to charge you rent.” He teased, wringing out one of the towels over Prompto’s head.