Sora put his finger to his lips to silence Notis as the doctor picked up the phone and answered with a guff hello.

“Hello sir! It’s me Sora, Noctis butler” He answered chirpily.

“Yes, I remember you from Noctis’ fencing incident a few weeks ago. How’s he doing?” The doctor asked, his normally calm voice was laced with consern for the Prince.

Sora giggled as he recalled the ‘incident’ well, “He’s fine, but I was wondering if you could come to the castle? Some things happened regarding the crystals and we need your help..”

“I’ll be there shortly” He mumbled before hanging up.

Noctis stood, waiting patiently for Sora to hang up the phone before asking him questions. 

“What did he say? is he on his way?” He dashed to the bathroom to get the pregnancy test. “Do I need to keep this or should I take another to be sure?” He began biting his lip, craving nicotine. “Sora…” he whined.

“Cause today isn’t counting as any reward you’re going to give me, can’t  I just smoke till the doctor gets here, once he’s gone I promise I’ll throw them away” He didn’t want to harm a potential child inside of him, but for 6 years that was the only way of venting stress for him, he didn’t know any other way, he hoped Sora would understand and not judge him or think badly.