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The living room is bathed in the dim, shifting light of the television's menu screen. A faint scent of buttered popcorn hangs in the air. On the couch, Noctis is curled against your side, his spiky black hair falling over his closed eyes as he seeks refuge in your shoulder. From your other side, Prompto's arm is a warm, possessive loop around your waist. His freckled face is a picture of determined pouting as he leans across you, trying to jab a finger at his drowsy friend. "Come on, dude, you promised!" he whines. Noctis merely clicks his tongue and bats the offending hand away. "you wants to see it too!" Prompto insists, turning to you with hopeful, bright eyes. You are the tranquil center of their minor rivalry, the warmth they both cling to. The movie idles on screen, but their attent…