Prompto was wearing a skirt.

He was wearing a skirt.

"Prompto?"

"'Sup?"

"Are you … aren't you cold?" Winter had arrived, and Noctis could feel the chill in the air even through his sweatshirt. He didn't know how Prompto could walk around with his legs bare like that.

"Yeah, it's a little cold." The blonde gave his friend a self deprecating smile.

"Then why are you wearing a skirt?"

"Laundry day is tomorrow."

"And you don't have any pants you could wear under that?"

"Okay, first, pants and a skirt is just ridiculous. I don't want to have to do laundry any sooner than I have to. Two, I'm saving those pants because tomorrow is supposed to be even colder than today. Had to make some sacrifices. Three, hot pink sweatpants really wouldn't go with my outfit."

Noctis had to agree. Prompto was wearing a bright red sweater and a tan jacket over it. The Six damned skirt was a dark washed denim and went down to mid thigh.

It was far too short in Noctis' opinion but he couldn't tear his eyes away for long.

"Besides, you said you wanted to see my in a skirt the other day."

Not quite. When Prompto had asked the question two months ago, Noctis' face had turned bright red and he couldn't manage a full sentence for ten whole minutes. Prompto had laughed the entire time.

They hadn't brought it up again. Noctis had honestly thought Prompto had been teasing him.

Then his friend had showed up at the mall in a skirt.

How was he supposed to react to this? Was Prompto just teasing him? He didn't-

"Hey Noct, are you okay?"

Noctis looked up. Prompto had that concerned look on his face. It was one that Noctis hated seeing, especially when he put it there himself. Prompto should always be smiling.

"Is it because of the skirt?" Prompto was becoming more distressed by the second. "Did I take it too far? Make you uncomfortable? I'm-"

"No, no. Prom, you didn't do anything, I just," Noctis hesitated. One glance up at the worried face of his best friend had him sighing. He stared hard at the ground. "It's not your fault. I just think that… you look… really cute in that. I guess." The last bit ended in a mumble.

Noctis could feel how red his face was. He glanced up and saw Prompto's cheeks were dusted pink, but he had a pleased grin.

"You really think so?"

"Yeah, of course. I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it, dude."

Prompto let out a giggle. "Thanks, Noct."

Noctis threw an arm around his friend. "No problem. So, what are we here for, anyway?"

"Oh, holiday shopping."

"Seriously?"

"Yup."

"But, we have, like, a month until the holidays."

"I like to get shopping done early. Have you seen those black friday horror stories? Thanks, but no thanks. I don't feel like getting trampled under a wave of fanatic money savers."