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Noctis

You've known the crown prince since you two were children. You were living in Tenebrae with Lady Sylva, and when the Empire took over you were sent back to Insomnia with King Regis and the prince.

Before your home had been occupied by Imperial forces, you were a bright child, always laughing. Your partner-in-crime was more often than not Ravus, and you two caused loads of trouble.

But as soon as Noctis arrived in Tenebrae, you grew shy. You weren't used to having royalty from other nations watching you. Even after the prince had been at the manor for months, you never outgrew your shy nature. And when you were brought back to Insomnia at the behest of Lady Sylva, that's when you really started curling in on yourself.

You had gotten somewhat used to Noctis's stares, but the stares of the servants, Ignis, and Gladio were too much. A lot of the time, you could feel pity in the gazes of those around you, and that hurt; being seen as a refugee instead of who you actually were.

Fast-forward about seven years, and you and Noctis are in high school. You two were walking around when a blond came up to your prince, introducing himself as Prompto Argentum. The name made you nostalgic for your home, as you had remembered that there was a family called Argentum that had worked at the manor.

But as soon as the blond turned to you, you were cowering behind the prince. You still hadn't gotten over your shy disposition, and high school just made it worse. You two eventually became friends, but only after about a year.

Now, you were tagging along on Noctis's journey to Altissia, buzzing with excitement to see Luna again. Like Noctis, you had kept in contact with the young Oracle, except through Pryna instead of Umbra. Whenever she would send you a message, your day was infinitely better, and you came out of your shell somewhat. And every message you sent back to her was accompanied by a drawing.

The drawings always differed; one time you had drawn Pryna, another time was Noctis and Prompto. Drawing was something you had taken up soon after Tenebrae had fallen, and was something you did well in in school. And Noctis knew; there was very little about you he didn't know, especially since you two had been dating for the past three years.

It really didn't surprise him when one night at camp you pulled out your sketchbook. And he would just watch, mesmerised by the way your pencil seemed to glide effortlessly over the paper (this is NOT true trust me, I know)

He didn't respond when Prompto tried to goad him into playing a round of King's Knight, he was so focused on you. The way the tip of your tongue stuck out, how your brow wrinkled with concentration. It made his lips turn upwards in a smile, watching you work. A part of him wanted to get closer and see what you were creating, but he knew he'd be smacked.

After all, you didn't like people watching you when you drew.

During the World of Ruin, you changed. You still drew, but instead of for pleasure, you drew the images for scientific studies conducted by Sania.

Prompto

This boy...

Look, he gets it. Really, he does. Being an amature photographer himself has led to him appreciating your artistic abilities more than most, cuz he knows that it's not as easy as it looks.

You've known Prompto since you were both nineteen. You were working at a coffee shop in a quiet part of Insomnia when he had walked in, dripping from the rain. The morning rush had just ended. At the time, you had been so engrossed in your current drawing that you didn't notice him walk up to the counter until he cleared his throat.