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The Apartment Above the Photo Hut - Monday Morning

At first Liz didn’t think there was anything different when she woke up as normal and went about her morning, feeding Rain and showering and getting dressed. She then started considering heading downstairs for a few hours since Prompto didn’t work Mondays any more and she could always get a head start on her work during the week.

She blinked, looking down at her now flat stomach, “oh my god, Prompto!” she gasped, when everything about the last few days came flooding back to her. In particular she remembered the conversation that they had had the other day and had barely recognised him and she had been dating Summer instead and …

Had Prompto left? Maybe she should try messaging him to see or at the least let him know that she was okay and was not heavily pregnant with half demon twins.

Well at least this time round she hadn’t set anything on fire and killed somebody because of it? As far as things that Fandom had thrown at her being pregnant with twins for a few days wasn’t that bad, she just felt bad for Prompto … She had missed getting to spend the weekend with him after looking forward to it since he’d left, hopefully he would understand.

[for Prompto but can be open if anyone should want to stop by]

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Gladio had actually been able to put on a shirt that morning, which was all the indication Prompto needed to know that there was a good chance things had gone back to normal again. And while that also meant being able to get back to Insomnia, there was definitely something Prompto needed to take care of before he did that, and if the Marshal had a problem with it, well, then...so be it. Barring the posibility of a straight-on Nif attack, what was the big deal, anyway?

And so there he was, of course, knocking on the door to the apartment after checking the Photo Hut downstairs. And yes, he had a key and could just let himself in, of course, but in the off chance that the shirt thing was a fluke, he didn't want to just go barging in on his pregnant girlfriend-who-didn't-think-she-was-his-girlfriend unannounced like that.

So....knocking. And trying to just not knock the whole time until she showed up, but knocking at least a few times, and, eventually, realizing that if she was still pregnant, it might take a while to get up and move around or something, he also called out, "Liz? You there? It's me...uh....Prompto!"

Ohgods, what if she wasn't there, what if she wasn't there because she was having those twins right now, and it wasn't just a weekend things, and then what??

"Prompto!" Liz was relieved just hearing the sound of his voice, at least that answered her question on whether he had left or not.

"I'm here," she practically ran over to the door, she'd forgotten what being able to move like that had been like, and she opened to the door, "um ... hi," she flushed bright red when she saw him, "so ...I'm not pregnant?" she tried, even though that part was rather obvious now.

Her hair was also back to its normal length to, which she had actually liked the short hair and kind of missed that, maybe she should look into cutting it for real one of these days.

Edited 2022-05-02 09:57 (UTC)

"Good," Prompto breathed out, in that rush of relief that hit him the moment Liz opened the door, not so much because she was back to normal, though, more for the fact that she'd opened it at all, and then he seemed to realize what he said. "I mean," he quickly amended, "not that there'd be anything wrong with it! If you were! But, I mean, just...under the...circumstances...and the weekend...and..."

You know what? He should just stop talking, and in that moment, with everything back to normal and her standing there all flushed and him blathering away and probably equally flush, the best way he could think do that was to just reached out for Liz and pull her closer while he stepped in and just kiss her.

Look, he'd been practically aching to do that all weekend, but you just didn't go around kissing someone else's pregnant girlfriend even when she was really normally your girlfriend. He had a lot of kissing to make up for, and, hey, as much as he'd really liked that shorter cut on Liz, at least this one gave him plenty of hair for him to run his fingers through while he did.

Liz laughed at that, “it was definitely an interesting experience but HB and I … we’re not like that at all,” she assured him, “you don’t have anything to worry about,”

She wasn’t sure if Prompto would be worried if she could just go and decide to get together with Hellboy and have his children one day but she liked to think that scenario was pretty unlikely.

For now though Liz was focusing on the kissing part because kissing was nice and she had a lot to make up for Prompto especially since he was here all weekend and she spent the entire time thinking that she had a girlfriend and a … well whatever she had going on with Hellboy as well.

Prompto would one hundred and ten percent be worried that Liz was just going to drop his ass and run off to pop out a million of Hellboy's babies, and he didn't even need this weekend for that, but now that it was there...

Yup. Kissing. So much kissing and reassurance and more than a little bit of clinging as he also gently tried to move them forward without breaking up the kissing so they could be inside and he could close the door behind him and completely revel in this. All of this.

And to think, he didn't even know about the Summer aspect in all of this! He'd never even realized that even he was apparently dating Summer at a few points there!

Liz had figured the Hellboy factor was what would need addressing first, she wasn’t even sure how to bring up the fact that she had been dating Summer as well …she still didn’t get how that was supposed to have worked but it didn’t matter, Prompto was here and she was kissing him and she was not heavily pregnant with half demon babies.

It was all going to be fine now.

Liz tried to move backwards so Prompto had more room to be able to close the door but she was definitely enjoying all of the kissing and wanted it to keep going for as long as possible, even though she realised that a thing like breathing would eventually have to happen.

Stupid breathing. Always getting in the way. But Prompto wasn't going to let a small thing like that tear him away from Liz any more than strictly necessary, one arm now around her waist as he pulled back enough for a small gasp of air, forehead against her, pushing back her hair behind her ear with his free hand.

"I've been wanting to do that," he murmured, still breathless, "all weekend."

“I’m really sorry,” Liz murmured as she enjoyed the sensation of being so close to Prompto, it was definitely going to be the first of many apologies, “I can’t believe I barely even recognised you … I mean …” she hesitated, maybe she shouldn’t bring up the Summer stuff now, it was a nice moment and she didn’t want to ruin it.

She decided to try a different tactic instead.

“Thank you for being there though, I really liked all of that ice cream,” she told him with a small smile.

When she started to apologize, Prompto shook his head a little, trying not to think about the little stab of pain in his gut at a phrase like barely even recognized you. "It's not your fault," he said, just as much a reminder to him as to her. "You couldn't help it."

And, despite all that, or maybe actually because of it, he let out a small breath, almost a laugh.

"Please tell me you didn't actually eat all of it already."

How he'd even managed to fit all of that ice cream into her...their...freezer was astounding, really.

Edited 2022-05-02 11:12 (UTC)

Liz let out a giggle at that, "I think there's still some there, apparently being pregnant with twins makes you eat a lot or maybe pregnant me just really likes ice cream?" well she'd find that out soon enough in a few months, "I did eat a fair bit of it though," she looked a little sheepish at that.

With his face taking a deep dive into a rather significant red at the errant thought that wove through his brain that he was going to have to remember that (and all it implied), Prompto still managed a crooked, broadening grin as he asked, "Did you need me to go get more?"

The answer to that (and the potential secondary ice cream run), however, would have to wait, because, in that moment, all he wanted to do was kiss Liz again, and so he pulled her back in to make up for whatever little distance had been gained during that little break to do just that.

Liz giggled again as Prompto brought her in closer and before she had a chance to respond to his question, the gap between them shortened even further and she enjoyed kissing him again, she was definitely enjoying making up for their lack of kissing over the weekend.

Well, then. They were both here, they were both clearly back to themselves, and it was pretty clear that they were both in agreement that kissing was indeed the best choice at the moment and not something to be interrupted or halted, so Prompto was going to go ahead and make another executive decision that if they were going to continue kissing (which they definitely were, yes, absolutely, no way they weren't), they might as well be more comfortable about it, right? It was their apartment, they had the whole run of it, no need to just stand there making out at the door.

The most comfortable option, of course, would be the bed, but that was much further away. The couch, Prompto decided, in all his very detailed consideration of this relocation while maintaining the kisses inspiring it, was much closer, and therefor the most immediately available option, and so his kisses now came with a gentle guidance as he started to move Liz and himself that way, until the back of his legs hit the couch. Break away just enough to grin knowingly at Liz, he lowered himself onto it, while dragging Liz down with him.

Liz had honestly kind of forgotten that they were still at the door, since she had been distracted by all of the kissing and just being relieved to see Prompto and not being several months pregnant with demon babies and so she had no problem with Prompto guiding her over to the couch, all the while keeping up with the kissing.

It was honestly the least she could do after this weekend after all and she took the moment when Prompto stopped and grinned at her to smile shyly back up at him, before letting him drag her down on the couch with him.

See? See how much nicer and more comfortable this was than just standing there at the door, and now on the couch and with there with him, he could do so much more with roving hands along with that kissing that he could do over by the door! And there was a good chance that was just going to go on for a nice, long while before he pulled back a little to grin at Liz, brush back more of that longer, seemingly more errant hair behind her ears.

"Gods, I've miss this," he sighed out breathlessly. "I've missed you."

Liz smiled shyly up at him, her cheeks blushing bright red as she took a moment to breath after all that kissing.

“This is really nice,” she told him, “I’m glad things are back to normal now, I’m just sorry we weren’t able to spend the weekend together,”

It was funny, really, how, in the confusion of everything that had gone on this week, the difficulty of adjusting to things last week had taken a backseat, but now, at the forefront of his mind, Prompto was really realizing how nice it was to just be with Liz again, especially this close, this...together. His eyes sort of roamed over her face as if trying to absorb in every inch to take back with him, his smile soft and grateful, and this time, the hand tucking back her hair lingered a little longer to brush a thumb over her cheek.

"Well," he said, "I guess we better make what we have left of it count."

Liz’s smile widened and her cheeks started to turn redder as she gazed at him , “I would like that,” she told him softly, “I would like that a lot,”

"Me, too," Prompto murmured, his smile growing just that little bit more before moving his hand back through Liz's hair as he leaned up to kiss her again, as soft as her tone at first, but not taking long at all to deepend into a much more...effective attempt ot make up for all that lost time.

Yeah, he was definitely not making it back to Insomnia today.

And, no, he did not care.

They were in a transitional period, anyway. They had to expect a few bumps along the way.

Liz did not mind that at all and was very happy to continue kissing Prompto.

She was also really enjoying the feel of his hand in her hair, she supposed that was definitely one benefit to long hair.

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