"I dunno, he's always been like that." Noctis shrugged.

Prompto blinked. "Really? For as long as you've known him?"

"Yeah."

"How long have you known him?"

Noctis frowned. "Since I was born. Why?"

"Because, like-" the fugitive fumbled. "Now all I'm imagining is a week old baby flexing it's guns or something, with like perfect muscles and all the nurses swooning."

Noctis's mouth twitched. "Swooning over a week old baby?"

"Yeah!" Prompto nodded.

"Well, I'm not sure about that," Noctis grinned tentatively. "But he probably just popped out of the womb with a six pack."

"A rippling six pack. A newborn baby." Prompto let out a snort.

Noctis's grin widened. "Who knows, he probably was just born with muscles for all we know."

Prompto shook his head. "Bastard. Ladies swooning over him when he was just a day old."

They snickered.

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"Oh baby I'd vault his pole." Prompto's mouth dropped open, watching from the window as Gladiolus got out of the car. He froze. "Please tell me for the love of any and all god I didn't say that outloud."

Noctis gave him a bright grin. "So you'd vault his pole, eh?"

Prompto groaned and covered his face with his hands. "I'm never saying anything ever again."

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Prompto paused. "Uhhh, Gladio, I think you're missing something."

Gladio looked down at himself, and Prompto took the time to glance at him. Hard abs, the tattoo that was swirled over his left pec, the mu- oh shit. Abort, abort. Prompto dragged his eyes back up just in time for Gladio to stop admiring himself.

"I don't see anything wrong." Gladiolus quirked his lips upward.

Prompto shifted his bag up on his shoulder. "You seem to be missing a shirt."

"I wouldn't say missing. More like showing off what people seem to appreciate the most. After all, apparently my best features happen to be my muscles." Gladiolus winked at Prompto, who groaned in response.

Prompto raised his eyebrows, trying to hide the flush that overcame the back of his neck and cheeks. He knew his freckles must have been even more prominent than normal. "Do whatever, doesn't matter to me."

Gladiolus snickered. "It's always for you, Prompt."

"I feel special."

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from my notes, ffxv headcanons. omfg i've got so many headcanons about these boys its crazy. i'm keeping them until the actual game comes out so then i can laminate over the fact that my headcanons are far more gay and angsty. I kid, i love these boys and the game. bless the game.

i don't own ffxv, and hot damn i wish i did own a console to play it on because right now i am crying when will it come out pls square enix