Mistaken

Chapter 17: Permission

The following day the entire group headed off to the Vesperpool to retrieve a fallen Hunter's tags. It didn't take long thanks to the large group they had. You refused to let Prompto out of your sight, with Charlie teasing you constantly by purposely getting cozy with Prompto. Gladio didn't help the situation by enjoying the entertainment instead of being a jealous boyfriend.

"I'm glad you guys are getting a kick out of this at our expense!" You grumbled, with your hands on your hips, glaring at a laughing Charlie.

"You may be a grown woman, but with it comes to your cutie pie Chocobo man, you are no different to a lovesick teenage girl," Charlie teased, laughing harder as you stalked towards her.

"Hard to believe these two are His Majesty's finest and have accomplished what they have," Ignis commented, a hint of amusement on his face.

"I thought by going along with Charlie's charade, it would put an end to all the affection. But why is it the complete opposite?" Prompto groaned, examining another of the few bullet holes on the walls of the cottage. He was glad his specialization in firearms came in handy, although the circumstances of him using it now almost cost him or the other's their lives.

"I think it's been a while since (Your Name) has been so animated. Maybe Charlie is just relishing in it?" Gladio observed.

"I guess?" Prompto shrugged, jotting down the measurements of a bullet hole and glancing over to see you were chasing Charlie playfully. He let out a little chuckle as Charlie's laugh echoed loudly from the distance, seeing the rest of the guys had joined him.

"I'm curious about this Sol guy though," Gladio grunted, "He just seems all over the place,"

"What you mean Gladio?" Noctis asked, after jotting down the measurements of another bullet hole on Prompto's notepad.

"The girls claim he's hella dangerous. They've supposedly gathered evidence to suggest he's the ring leader of human trafficking. Yet he's popping up randomly and riling up different people," Gladio expressed. "He didn't look anything special to me last night though,"

"True," Noctis agreed. "That little visit though. It was as if it was planned,"

"I didn't like how he was speaking to (Your Name) though," Gladio added. "He was talking about her like a bloody sex object. I wanted to rip his limbs off,"

"You and I both big guy," Prompto muttered.

"I'm kinda surprised you're so calm though," Noctis pointed out, peering into Prompto's face curiously.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not far from doing exactly what Gladio wants to do. But right now, I'm more worried about leaving (Your Name) here in Meldacio when things clear up," Prompto paused, surprised by the maturity of his reasoning. The immediate catcalling and howling from his companions made it just that much more embarrassing.

"What's got you guys all excited over here?" Charlie asked, hugging one of Gladio's muscly arms.

"Prompto is all grown up!" Noctis teased.

"He's a real man after all," Gladio added, grinning ear to ear as Prompto pouted.

"I've always been a man. What the heck are you on about?" Prompto defended, silently enjoying the light-hearted moment.

"Naw! Now I wanna experience what a full-grown Prompto is like," Charlie teased, reaching out towards gunslinger. Prompto could only assume she was reaching to touch his chest, however, you had pressed yourself against him, slapping Charlie's hand away.

"Nope! No touchy!" The possessiveness in your tone and the pout that followed was quite adorable. Prompto laughed, threading his hand in your hair and massaging your scalp.