( january catch-all )

[mercurio]

WHO: prompto & various
WHERE: throughout new amsterdam
WHEN: the month of january (ic: september)
WHAT: a bunch of random slice of life scenarios...
NOTES OR WARNINGS: PG ? (will update as necessary!)

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► ACHILLES

[mercurio]

[honestly? their apartment is not big enough to house four grown male adults. in his own consideration, it's easier when it's ignis, noctis, and himself--because they're used to cramped living situations. one more person isn't exactly ideal, but it's a bit reminiscent of having gladiolus around.]

[since they were, in fact, without one much needed extra piece of sleeping furniture, prompto headed out to the mall and found himself purchasing one inflatable mattress. it's funny how these things exist, even in the future.]

[reaching what is 'home,' prompto steps in around noon time, expecting to see the place deserted; he'd just have to message achilles about the present left for him. instead, however, the man he seeks is lounging on the couch for whatever reason.]

Hey, Chilly! [prompto grins, closing the door with the back of his boot as he excitedly walks over.] I got something for you! Bet you'll never guess what it is.

[kometes]

[ Achilles had showed up at Noctis' apartment not knowing he had two other people living with him. This, of course, didn't stop him from imposing himself on the group and making himself at home in the small living space. He wanted to be closer to Noctis and was willing to live in uncomfortable conditions to do so.

Most types of shelter beats living in a tent for ten years, after all. This is nothing.

It just so happens that the couch, though lacking privacy, is in a great location between the kitchen, the bathroom, and Noctis' bedroom. He doesn't complain much about it, though sometimes he wakes up with tense joints.

Upon Prompto barging in unannounced, Achilles rolls over on the couch to peek over his shoulder, bleary-eyed from his afternoon nap. ]

What? What is it? Is it a weapon? [ His next guess is food.

Also, Chilly? He doesn't feel cold... ]

[mercurio]

Y'know-

[he sets the box down and gets down on his haunches, opening it up and pulling out its content.]

Have you looked into getting a job yet?

[standing straight and jumping just a bit to get the end of the inflatable mattress out, arms stretched upwards, he presents it to achilles with a grin. the material's a bit heavy, so he walks over and drapes it over the other.]

But first, it's an inflatable mattress! It's kinda shitty that Iggy gets to sit on the chair to sleep, but this way we all got something to sleep on, technically.

[kometes]

[ Pushing himself up, Achilles adjusts his limbs so that he's now in a seated position. He yawns, not bothering to cover his mouth.

He went to sleep shirtless, wearing his scrubs since he doesn't have his own clothes yet. Just wait until he tries borrowing some of your outfits, Prompto....]

A job? Why would I?

[ He's never had a job in any of his lifetimes. His job is to fight. If they were at war, he would be up on his feet doing something productive. In times of peace, he's essentially useless. ]

... An inflatable mattress? [ He doesn't get the chance to ask for elaboration, because Prompto is tossing the heavy material onto him. Standing, Achilles lifts it and stretches the material from one long arm to the other. Eventually, he drops it to the floor, where it pathetically crumples. He stares down at it. ]

This doesn't seem comfortable to lay on.

[ Who is a spoiled brat? This guy. ]

[mercurio]

[none of them will FIT YOU... leave his closet alone]

To get money and help us out with rent, so maybe one of us doesn't have to sleep on an inflatable mattress?

[he snorts after his words, amused at achilles's honest to gods naivety on the matter.]

Well! You gotta blow on it so that it has air, duh! That's why it's inflatable! [he digs through the box, as if as an afterthought] Wait, I think a pump machine comes with it, but it's secondhand, so maybe not? Cross your fingers!

[wrapper and wrapper and so much wrapper--]

[kometes]

[ Wait. Why can't he just sleep on a bedroll or something simple? Why has sleeping become such an overcomplicated process?

He looks absolutely puzzled at the direction, turning the mattress over in his hands as if doing so will somehow enlighten him on what he's supposed to be doing with the thing. The whole job topic is now leaving the room. ]

Will you be sleeping with me, now? [ An earnest question, since now they have a second bed... He imagines it would make sense to divide the two they have in the apartment between the four of them. ]

Where do I blow air into this thing?

[mercurio]

Nah, I'll use the mattress under the bed.

[there's a... roll out bed under the main bed!! surprise. prompto doesn't even stop to question why achilles is so fervent about sleeping with other people. maybe he's lonely? gets cold easily? is a cuddler? maybe the latter.]

[he finds the fan contraption, pulling it out along with the cable. he heads on to the outlet on the wall.]

There should be kind of a hole on one of the edges of the bed? Like a button? It'll be sealed!

[kometes]

Here? [ He finds it, flicking it with his thumb and uncapping the hole. ]

So this thing is supposed to expand with air? I've never seen such a thing before.

I bet this will feel like sleeping on a cloud... [ Obviously, his logic is that air is nothingness so it will not be hard at all. ]

[mercurio]

[prompto does not want to be the one to burst his bubble-]

You bet it feels like that.

[plugged in, he steps closer to achilles and aims to join together the fan with the hole contraption, setting it down on the floor.]

Wanna do the honors? Basically, [pointing] there's a switch on button, the one at the top, just press it and make room for air expansion to take place!

[kometes]

[ Looking at the machine, unimpressed, Achilles crosses his arms and assesses the mess on the floor before him. ]

You need a machine to do this?

I guess you would look silly putting your lips around the hole, like a baby suckling its mother. [ He crouches, flipping the switch. ]

[mercurio]

[lmao what! prompto starts laughing, but thankfully the fan drowns that out without letting it be too apparent that's ugly laughing...]

Yo! Who even talks like that anymore? Besides, machines make our lives easier. It'll be done in less than a minute, you'll see!

[it's already starting to take shape, and prompto's moving the couch a bit out of the way.]