Prompto and Noctis are laying beside one another in the tent. Ignis was sleeping behind Noctis, and Gladio was at their feet. The tent was filled with the sound of their breathing and Gladio's snores.
Noctis feels a bit of movement beside him in the middle of the night that shakes him from his sleep. He opens his eyes slightly and realizes it's Prompto. He's whimpering, and mumbling a bit in his sleep. He almost sounded like he was in distress. Noctis sat up, and put a hand on Prompto's shoulder.
Pss... hey... Prompto... hey. Wake up.
Prompto jolts out of sleep in a bit of a panic. He was panting as if he had been running from something. He makes eye contact with Noctis.
Without a word, he leaps at Noctis, wrapping his arms around him tightly. He hit Noctis with such force, it knocked him on his back. Ignis moved a bit, readjusting himself. He didn't wake up miraculously.
Noct... hah... hah... you're here...
yeah, where else would I be?
Prompto nuzzled Noctis' chest.
I... I had a nightmare... I was... I was running in darkness... and I couldn't find you... I couldn't find anyone. It was awful. It felt so real... thank you for saving me from that place. I couldn't get out.
Noctis furrowed his brows as he placed a hand on Prompto's back. He began to rub it to comfort him.
It was just a nightmare. You're ok. That's the 3rd one this week. Something on your mind?
Prompto grew silent.
He took in a deep breath.
.... Noct.... you... you wouldn't understand.
What makes you think that I won't understand? Try me.
Prompto lifted his head from The prince's chest, and looked him in the eyes.
I ... don't know where I would be... if it weren't for you, Iggy, and Gladio. I feel.... I feel like I would be ... drifting. Lost in darkness. You... you have no idea how much... you mean to me... Noct.
Noctis' eyes softened as he hears the blonde's words. He lifted his hand to meet Prompto's cheek.
I think... I have a pretty good idea. I bet... it's as much as you mean to me.
Don't ever worry about being lost... or alone. As long as I'm breathing, I'll make sure that you never feel that way. Promise.
Prompto parted his lips a bit, feeling the warmth of Noctis' hand on his cheek. His heart was racing.
He couldn't believe his ears.
you... you mean it?
Noctis chuckled softly
Yeah. Now get some sleep.
Prompto smiled so hard that it hurt his cheeks. He couldn't contain himself. He leaned down, quickly, and pressed his lips to Noct's.
Noctis was shocked, his eyes wide
Their lips parted...
Wh... what... why'd you...
His face was flushed
Prompto laid back down and fell back to sleep. Not a word.
Noctis laid there, staring at the roof of the tent. He could still feel the lingering feeling of Prompto's lips on his. His mind was buzzing.
LMAO both my parents just came bursting into my bedroom and like…reverently handed me the Mass Effect Andromeda game that just came in the post…like…both of them…they have no fucking idea what it is but they both apparently wanted to be there for that momentous occasion…
So. Jemma Redgrave. THE Jemma Redgrave. This one, right here:
She was in my dream last night. And we were flirting. Really flirting. At her house. Or it could have been heaven. They may be the same thing. No offence, but I basically spent much of the dream on a promise.
And I think we kissed at the end but it’s doing that dream thing where the more I think about it the hazier it gets. I was happy just to spend the night being hopelessly in love with her, in her presence, to be honest.