A Prince’s Threads | Chocobros
Title: A Prince’s Threads
Rating: G
Pairings: None
Warnings: Hijinks and shenanigans?
Summary:
Noctis may have accidentally ripped a hole in his fancy pants in his attempt to crawl in through the resort window. But he figures the true source of Ignis’s horror has more to do with the utterly drenched state of his suit, and the unbecoming squelch of socked feet inside muddied shoes. “I know this looks bad,” Noctis says, holding up both hands in order to assuage his advisor’s fears, “but the assembly isn’t for another thirty.”
Notes: look who’s finally posting their entry for @noctzine! it’s me! late to the party as always! i just want to say that i feel hashtag blessed to have been a part of such an amazing project!
Noctis has done his fair share of questionable things throughout his short life. From letting Prompto copy his homework to using cheat codes on video games that prove too difficult to merit a surplus of his time, he definitely enjoys living life on the edge at the ripe old age of nineteen. In the odd chance that he gets caught amid nefarious acts, he always has good ol’ Ignis to break him out of stern lectures, even if it means getting a stern lecture from Ignis himself.
Right now, a lecture is all but imminent. In fact, he’d be lucky if a lecture is all he got from this string of bad choices judging by the utterly gobsmacked look on Ignis’ face.
Noctis may have accidentally ripped a hole in his fancy pants in his attempt to crawl in through the resort window. But he figures the true source of Ignis’s horror has more to do with the utterly drenched state of his suit, and the unbecoming squelch of socked feet inside muddied shoes.
“I know this looks bad,” Noctis says, holding up both hands in order to assuage his advisor’s fears, “but the assembly isn’t for another thirty.”
“It doesn’t seem like time management is the issue at hand.” Ignis removes his glasses and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Noct, that raiment belonged to your father. It took weeks to get it tailored to you. What the bloody hell happened?”
“You want the long or the short of it?”