A/B/O Promptis bc omg yaaaaas

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It has been a miserable month so far. He thought he had everything, he thought he had the third astral in the bag, he'd finally make contact with Luna and convince her to join them. He'd finish this war against the empire and get the crystal back and everyone would go home. He could be with Prompto then, because he KNEW Luna would understand. Hell, she probably had someone else. He never felt like they were in love even through their notebook messages. They were friends forever but that was all it was, friendship. He was on the cusp of it, on the cusp of getting Luna away from the empire, the move that would turn the tides in this uphill battle but then everything changed and things went downhill and kept rolling down and down just getting worse. Luna died and Ignis was blind, darkness was falling, the daemons were getting worse, he was unhinged, he couldn't fucking focus, he was snapping at his friends, Gladio was at the end of his patience with it and they were getting further into imperial territory which just meant everything was going to be tougher. More security checks, tighter security checks. More guards... more events like how he and Prompto had to get off the train to fend off mechs. 

And gods, Prompto. Noct had... he didn't want to think about it and at the same time he couldn't get it out of his mind. Prompto's panicked face as he fell from the train. Standing there on the top watching as his body quickly shrank in the distance and was gone... the sinking feeling like he wanted to fall to his knees and maybe drop of after him. The horror of realising he was duped. That chase through the train was Prompto... he had thought in the back of his mind that the way Ardyn had been talking was weird, it wasn't his normal speech pattern but he hadn't... been thinking then. He was just so angry, he needed to avenge Luna, he needed to avenge his father. The crytsal. Insomnia.... what he'd said to him, he'd blamed Prompto for everything then threw him off the train. What must he think now? He'd told him he loved him, that he wanted to mark him, that he wanted to be his alpha back in high school and in Altissia he made it clear to Prompto his feelings hadn't changed but then Luna died and poor Prompto had kept a sensitive distance while Noctis withdrew from the world... it looked like he changed his mind didn't it? 

Prompto was alone and vulnerable to Ardyn... Ardyn. How could he let this happen? He would fix this, if he had to tear down every window and door in Gralea. But that may not be necessary. He was sure the asshole chancellor would place him in the keep. If it wasn't so damn hard to stop getting his hopes up every time there was an illusion. Every time it was an MT running ahead, dipping around a corner, or slumped in a chair Noctis' breath hitched and then his heart sank when it wasn't him. He started to wonder if it would only be illusions and maybe Prompto wasn't here after all. But then they headed into a chamber, one that didn't seem like the main path but just for completion he and Ignis and Gladio stepped inside. Down a musty hallway of cells.... and there he was. Or at least an image of him. He couldn't get the doors open fast enough. What was he in? Gods... Ardyn is going to pay for this. He didn't miss the circular saws on the table. He didn't want to think about it. He had to get him down, had to get Prompto out of that thing. 

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Honestly, Prompto felt like crying but having Gladio around was soothing for many reasons. He knew the older man would protect him, for one, and there was that lingering sense that Gladdy was a 'safe' alpha and could help him even without being the alpha that Prompto's entire being cried out for.

He scooted closer to the door and unlocked it but stayed on the floor. He flushed the toilet and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as Glaudio opened the door.

He looked miserable, and not just because he had just been tossing his cookies.

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He opened it as soon as it unlocked and sighed at Prompto's pathetic state. He looked horrible, as anyone would after so much vomiting.

"Come on. Wash your mouth, I got you something to drink." he knelt down to lift Prompto up and help him to the sink. "When you're finished with that, maybe drink some of this soda and definitely all the water you can keep down." he spoke softly, he knew Prompto was in a vulnerable state.

"When you're done, we gotta talk."

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Following the orders of an alpha, even if it wasn't his alpha, was easy enough, so Prompto stood on shaky legs and washed out his mouth before turning to sip at the drink.

He already knew what Gladio was going to want to talk about and the thought of putting any of this to words made him think about running. He wasn't actually going to run away, of course, but he could remember how it felt to run until his lungs burst. His body almost begged to experience that again rather than face what was going to happen to it in the upcoming months.

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Gladio could see that and he thought he ought to be gentle. Which... wasn't really his strongest virtue but he could try. So he lead Prompto over to have a seat. He sat across from him.

"Prompto... do you understand what's happening to you?" he doesn't mean to be condescending, he just wants to make sure they're on the same page. His form of gentleness translated to being a big brother/father. He didn't know any other way. Before he can say any more there is a knock at the apartment door. He pauses.

"Stay here." he shouldn't say that to Prompto in his own abode but he was on high alert in watching him since they got to Lestallum. He was so sure Prompto would be pregnant and he hadn't been wrong. The kid needed a support network, the baby did too. There was a few minutes where Gladio didn't return and when he did, Cor followed him. They both sat near Prompto.

"How are you feeling, Prompto?" Cor asked smoothly. Not gentle, not angry, not even disappointed.

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By the time they returned, Prompto was shaking a bit and had his face in his hands. He didn't look up, not even when Cor walked in. He usually was so careful to do his part to seem professional around Cor. He was so desperate for the Immortal to approve of him and his abilities that he put extra effort when when he was around.

Right now, though, he couldn't muster the energy to do that. "Like I'm literally carrying around the future of the Lucian royal family?" he offered, at least confirming that yes, yes he did know what was happening and understood the importance and the weight of it.

"Noct better show up soon, or else I'm naming this kid after my favorite character in Kings Knight and there's nothing he can do to stop me," he added, needing there to be some kind of humor in the situation. It was also the first time he had said Noctis's name in weeks. He usually avoided the subject at all costs.

He turned his head a bit to peek out at Gladio. "Or I'm naming him after you. Ha. Missing alpha comes back to find his offspring named after a totally different alpha. That will show him."

He doesn't know why he sounds so bitter - at least for him, to a casual observer it might have seem like a light joke but these two knew him and knew if he was criticizing Noct this way it came from a place close to anger. He knows why Noct is missing and how important it is, but right in that moment he just needed him back so badly and he was still no where to be found.

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It wasn't unheard of for mood swings and anger to show up during pregnancy in the best situations. Cor wasn't phased by Prompto's comments even though Gladio looked at the marshall for his reaction. Normally Gladio would play along and shoot back something equally ridiculous but right now he said nothing. Cor sat across from Prompto.

"Right... that may be true but you are on to what we need to talk about. We cannot reveal who this child's father is until he returns. It is too much of a risk to them and to you. Ardyn will be looking for them. If he comes we will face him but I'd like to avoid any risk if we can help it. The people of Lestallum need not know who this child is... even this child... need not know. Do you agree, Prompto?" he won't force this on Prompto, he'd just advise against naming the kid Lucis Caelum. At least for the time being.

"It is alright to be angry... it is natural but remember Noctis is fighting and when he returns he will need our help."

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Prompto does look up fully once Cor starts speaking. He looks stricken and for a moment, he thinks that he might puke again.

"Ardyn already knows," he said, and he felt like someone had stabbed him in the heart. "Right before he left after Noct disappeared, he smirked and looked at my stomach. He knew what happened between us while we were... Gods, the sick bastard probably had cameras in the room and watched the whole thing go down..."

Yep, he's definitely going to throw up again. He makes a beeline to do just that, leaving Cor and Gladiolus standing around for a moment as he tries to empty a stomach that has nothing left in it.

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Gladio follows him and enters the bathroom so he could crouch at Prompto's side. He rubs his back in soothing circles.

"We're gonna work through this together, we'll face him together if he comes. It's all gonna work out." he is not touching if Ardyn had cameras. He did, Gladio doesn't want to think about him using them in that room. He didn't put it past the chancellor. That wasn't helpful to think about anyway.

"There is no way Ardyn can know for a fact. Even if he suspects... we can go ahead and confirm it for him." he has a wicked idea and Cor strolls over to listen. Gladio looks at him, still rubbing Prompto.

"What if we fake a miscarriage or a stillbirth?"





Cor thought about it. "If Ardyn suspects pregnancy, it seems to be our only option. We're not equipped to fight him head on, not if we're going to dedicate ourselves to the daemons."

Either they deal with the legion of darkness and its refugees... or they deal with the source of all their problems, himself. They couldn't do both and even one of those things was going to take more than they had to give.

Cor spoke softly. "Prompto, what are your thoughts?"

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Prompto finishes heaving and then stands carefully to move to the sink. "If we fake a still birth and people still see me around with a baby..." He paused then, thinking that over.

"Could we fake my death?" he asked, the thought coming across all at once. "We could play up the whole 'poor omega dies of a broken heart' thing. Give him the idea that when Noct comes back, he'll do so without his bonded mate."

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They both looked at him stunned, then at each other. Cor smiled.

"Good idea, Prompto. That would work well. We just need to find suitable housing to hide you. The child too... perhaps we can settle in the housing at the north end of the city, near the power plant. Or we can move to Meldacio... it's safe and you'd encounter fewer people."

"Yeah but that's fewer guards."

"The hunter HQ has only warriors, Gladio. It would be a suitable hiding place. Better than Caem or Lestallum which is swarming with regugees." he looked to Prompto.

"But... as you are the bonded mate of the king... in his absence, the decision falls to you, Prompto."

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Prompto made a face at that. He didn't like thinking of himself as in a position of power. He hadn't been thinking about that when he had told Noct he wanted the bite. He had just wanted to feel more connected with the man he loved.

"Could we stay at Hammerhead or is there too much traffic through there?" Honestly, he thought that spending time with familiar and friendly faces would be nice. He still had some warm feelings about Cindy even if everything in his body and soul belonged to Noct.

"Otherwise, Meldacio isn't too bad. They have a medic don't they? Since hunters need to be patched up. Could they provide pre-natal care too?"

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Cor didn't think Prompto would want the power but it still falls to him. He will lead as much as possible but he has a new ward, a new king and a new royal family and damn if he's going to make the same mistake in losing this one.

"hammerhead is fine for a visit, I don't expect there is much protection there but... we need to service the Regalia so for a time I suppose a visit can't hurt. But I would advise Meldacio or Lestallum as a permanent residence."

Gladio hummed "Babies are born in Meldacio, right? And their medics are top notch, they have major injuries on hand and they don't lost people... I'm just concerned with it being just a road."

"They have plenty of defense. If we explain who we are... explain who Prompto is Ezma will usher him into her protection."

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Prompto pressed his lips together, hating the idea of having to make a choice. But then, this was his child too, wasn't it? They were talking about the baby in terms of how they related to the throne, but Prompto was just as much a father as Noct was - probably more so, if Noct took his sweet time showing up.

Prompto forced that dark thought from his head, choosing to trust his alpha. He also wanted to trust his friends.

"You're this kid's Shield, aren't you big guy? I trust your judgement then," he told Gladiolus.

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Noctis would be back as soon as he could but... for him the time he took in the crystal felt like no time at all, like seconds. He couldn't absorb the massive power of the crystal any faster.

Gladio blinked at Prompto then smiled a bit. He appreciated the faith in his judgment. This was his job and he was the baby's shield... Prompto and Ignis' too. Iris and Talcott too.... Monica... everybody.

"Lestallum has more reliable power, Cor. If Meldacio goes dark we're sitting ducks... they have good hunters but we'd be better off inviting them to relocate to Lestallum. I worry about their lights going out."

Cor folded his arms as he considered it.

"I say we turtle up here, we have power, there's a hospital here and plent of medics and people... strength in numbers, right?"

"Numbers of mostly innocent civilians, Gladio."

"Yeah but... it'll be cruel to raise the kid in Meldacio with no one to play with. We can defend wherever we have to. I think Prompto and the baby will be happier here." he looked to Prompto. Was that right?

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"I could always dye my hair and hide in plain sight too. Maybe grow facial hair?" Prompto offered, grinning a bit now. "What do you say?" he asked Gladio. "Think I can pull off a beard?"

time skip maybe? Maybe to farther in the pregnancy or birth?

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He grinned. "Try it if you want but I don't know how much you can hide. That smile is a dead giveaway and we need it now more than ever." especially with the world the way it was.

Cor nodded. "It's decided, then. We'll continue training and recruiting here." Aranea, Biggs, and Wedge were already on that, people threw themselves at the recruitment opportunity, it wasn't even a hard job to get volunteers.

Gladio smiled in relief at Prompto. He was feeling better. "We stick together. We wait for Noct. We kick anyone's ass who gets in our way in the meantime."

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From that day, Prompto made sure to smile and make jokes as often as he could. No more moping or wallowing in his angst, he needed to be regular old Prompto to put everyone around him at ease.

He got used to the idea of having a baby too. He made all of his appointments, took vitamins, watched what he ate - which was extremely easy with Ignis so close by. He also took pictures. Every day, right after he got up, he'd take a full body picture of himself angled to the side. It was similar to when he had been so determined to lose weight, only now he could zoom through the pictures and see his baby bump growing.

It was before it had really starting showing that the demons were joined by half-finished MTs and mindless clones of Verstael Besithia. The fist time they had encountered one, Prompto couldn't shake the lingering sense that he could have been one of them just as easily. He knew Ardyn was sending him a message, but he wasn't sure just how much the creepy old man knew.

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There was a lot happening. Gladio was to be a father now too! All the more reason they stay in Lestallum. It's more defensible in his eyes even if the power plant required a cleanout once in a while. He'd gladly do it to keep his and Noct's omegas safe... and their kids... damn, Noct was going to be a father. He wondered how it would go. What his reaction would be when he returned and Prompto was round as a beach ball.

But things were getting creepy. Iris was stronger, the army was better and bigger, Cor was training them every day... but no one expected the MTs. Some of them just looked like guys in armor and in one battle outside the city, they were taken down. One of them was caught in an explosion of a nearby abandoned car. He was severed in half and his armor became shrapnel. Gladio hissed at what he saw.

"Prompto wasn't kidding." the blond hair... the slender body... it could be Prompto. It really looked just like him, enough that Gladio got a chill and felt the need to call his friend.

....ring ring.

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Prompto was staying with Ignis now. It had been difficult at first to be told he couldn't fight, but once Ignis was stuck indoors too it was easier. Eventually, everyone knew, Ignis would have to stay in bed or risk his health and the health of his child, so Prompto was getting used to hanging out with him and learning how to cook.

When his phone rang it took him a moment to answer because he needed to clean his hands before grabbing his phone.

"No, it's Gladdy--" Gladio heard him say in the background as he switched the phone on and then, much more clearly, "Hello?"

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Gladio blinked at that. Gladdy? Was he picking it up from Iris? He just hoped Ignis never called him that...

"Ah... hey. Bad time? Listen. I... this is messed up but I just had a thought about your plan... about faking your death? Well we just had an unprecedented windfall. Dunno how you'll feel about it but thought you should know. We got hit by MTs... one of them is pretty intact..." and he hoped that was enough for Prompto, please don't make him explain the rest, don't make him say any more. It was awful just looking at that Prompto in the armor.

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Prompto was quiet for a long moment, as his mind processed that implication.

"It's one of the clones, isn't it?" he asked, after a moment. He still wasn't entirely sure how he felt about those things.

Somewhere to side, Gladio could hear Ignis inquiring what was going on, but Prompto reassured him everyone was okay. Well, everyone but one of the clones sent to freak them all out.

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Gladio felt guilty. "....Yeah. He's... not in the best shape. He's dead but he's in good enough condition that he's recognizable. I say we use this, we're not going to get a better chance than this, Prompto."

He didn't want to think about the work that would go into this but that's just what was required.

"Is Iggy okay? What's going on there?"

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"He's fine. He was teaching me to make that soup he makes when someone has a cold. So, you know, when he's bedridden and Iris is out kicking daemon ass, he has something edible in the house." He felt a little self conscious talking about it. He was carrying two children and wouldn't have half as many complications as Ignis was going to encounter in the upcoming months.

Then, after a moment, "So you want to take the clone's body, and pass him off as me, so that people think I'm dead?" Then, after a moment, in which he honestly felt a chill go down his spine. "We'll have to figure out how to make the body match mine, even the barcode would be different."

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Yeah... fun surprise Prompto... twinsies! Yaaaaay. No idea what gender yet, too early to tell. But there were definitely two. Ignis assured him it was for the best, he had plenty of support and he would endure this pregnancy and never have another. Not that he didn't wish for more children but he doubted he and the child would survive if he and Gladio did this again.

Gladio had already gotten a vasectomy. He wasn't ready for when this really got hard and Ignis began to struggle.

"Yeah.... that's what I want to do. It's our best option, Prompto. And we'll get one of the tattoo artists in town to draw something up, we can get that fixed. We can fix the hair... I think this'll work. Don't worry you don't have to see it." unless he can't style his hair... which he won't be able to do even if he watches Prompto do his own hair every day trying to learn.

"Hey... tell Iggy I'm bringing him some things home. I found a couple cases of Ebony and I snagged them, not that he can have much but even if he waits to drink them, they're good canned forever."

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"Oh wow, that's great, big guy," Prompto said, genuinely smiling even if the subject they had been discussing disturbed him. He relayed the news to Ignis, but only shared that Gladio was bringing something home for him. He thought that the big guy would like to surprise Ignis with just what that thing was.

He chuckled a bit at Ignis responding with a calm request for thanks. "Ah man, he's gonna love it," he teased a bit.

Then, after a moment, "I do kind of want to see him..." he admitted. "Someone... someone should be sad that he's gone, even if he never had a chance for freedom."