Demyx had been puling the prince closer until he was suddenly gone and mumbling in front of him. He tried to think clearly but he noticed it just wasn’t working until he heard the prince apologize.

His ear could pick up the people cat calling and part of him wanted to flip them off and tell them to go find a piece of ass somewhere else, but that was a part of him he rarely ever let out. He was however more hen happy that their date had taken a rather good turn.

“Its not bad.” he pant, his head back against the cold brick behind him. “I uh… didn’t mind.” His mind finally caught up with him and he looked up at the other, his hand fisted tightly in the others once cleanly pressed shirt. The blonde was sure his face was red hot as he pant.

Noctis looked at Demyx for a few moments more before talking. “You.. didn’t mind?” a bashful smile appeared on the princes face as he slid is left hand in his pocket, the other at the back of his head, smiling as he looked down slightly, Demyx still holding him.

“Shame about the company” the prince gestured a nod towards the crowd that were calling to them. However at this point, the prince didn’t realise how drunk he was. Though the prince drank at home, he’d never danced with it in his system, it got to him a lot faster and harder than he thought. He noticed some girls run up to him, he stumbled over to them slightly. 

“Oh my god, you’re so cute, and you have a boyfriend and..” the girls continued to squeal in his ear until he winced, shrugged them off and walked back over to Demyx, kissing him again, holding his face, but hearing the girls squeal put him off. “Can we leave?” he whispered into Demyx’s ear.