PROMPTO'S POV

The squishy cloud pressed against my cheek, the baby pink colour blending in with the blonde of my hair. The midday sunlight was warm on my face, forcing me to squint, before I removed the fluffy blanket and swung my legs over the metaphorical bed. I reached for the pale lilac hand held mirror, adjusting the halo that was slightly crooked above my head, sighing that I had napped again. My small wings spasmed as I ran my fingertips over the sensitive feathers, combing them gently into their structure. I rolled my eyes at the light muttering heard from the surrounding clouds, families and couples that had made it here, all segregated from each other's cotton-candy like homes by imaginary boundaries. In all fairness, I could walk into anyone's houses, interrupt rudely into their lunches and then fly away safely, but the risk of my wings being taken had me glued to my own cloud. From here, I was able to watch my best friend live her life on Earth without her bestfriend, watching her small feet paint the pavement with invisible tracks of pain and sadness, the feeling absorbing into the air as she pulled a smile onto her face each morning.

I huffed, bored and not in the mood to interact with others, carefully leaning back against the creamy soft pillow beneath me, careful of my wings. My eyes slipped shut momentarily, before the hum of a low worried voice seeped through, cutting through the laughs of the surrounding civilians. I cracked an eye open, the voice becoming more hurried, the clicking of shoes also be in heard. I propped myself up onto the cloud, glancing around the neighbouring pink splotches, no deep voices leaving their mouths. Hesitantly, I pressed my ear against my bed, frowning when my head dipped in a lot more than the rest of the bed, cringing when I heard a string of curse words leaving a male's mouth. His language was horrid; cursing his father and screaming about marriage. My frown deepened when he shouted about arranged marriage, but a certain sentence peaked my interest.

"Please, if anyone is up there, please help me!" he yelled, making me wince and pull back to protect my ear. After recovering, I rested my head back against the spot, surveying the area for anyone looking. Each cloud was occupied, not a single person looking in my general direction. Cautiously, I brought my lips to the dip, a sheen of sweat covering my forehead as I hummed. The person's speech came to a halt with a gasp, followed by a minute of silence. I squinted, jumbles of words attempting to process in my brain, before breathing and trying hard not to sound odd.

"Excuse me, I-I heard y-you and... w-what can I help you w-with?" I stuttered, hands clutching the soft material. The man groaned, huffing and sighing, before his footsteps started again. No reply came, and the man seemed to be deep in thought due to the steady, heavy thump of his shoes hitting the floor. My breathing hitched, face burying into the mattress.

"Whoever you are, are you sure you can help? I'm in a whole load of shit and... I need help urgently. What's your name? Are you an Earth-walker?"

"Earth-walker? You mean a human? My name is uhh it's Prompto?A-And I can only help if I know what I'm helping with, no? And what is your name, can I ask?" I shuddered, awaiting the deep voice to resonate through the barrier of the cloud. He cleared his throat, and his rich voice flowed elegantly from his lips, husky royalty thick on each syllable.

"Noctis, Prince Noctis Lucis Caelum. Underworld royalty and soon to be married to some demon, bitch whore that my father chooses. And a Prompto, eh? God, sounds pretty familiar, but don't be afraid, human, I won't harm you, unless you disobey me. Now listen, I need someone to be sent down, claiming to be some form of fiancee of mine. Can you do that for me, Mr. Prompto?"

"N-Noct? Is th-that your r-real name?" I stammered, eyes widened and lips forming a perfect 'o'. My head began to spin, vision blurring with an influx of tears as the name jabbed into my heart, twisting and piercing poison into my veins

"Are you defying me? Did I fucking stutter?" He boomed, voice ladened with authority.

"No! I-I mean, n-no, Sir? Y-Your H-Highness, I-," I tried, breathing broken and shaky. I covered my mouth, not allowing the choked off sob to escape into the air and attract attention from the surrounding people.

"My, my, cat got your tongue? In fact, I won't settle for anyone else, and I hope you're ready to feast on flesh. You. You will be here, down with me in the depths of the underworld, being my disgusting slave in return for false love. Is that acceptable? I hope so, be seeing you s-,"

"N-Noct... Noctis! I can't, you don't understand, I'm not and Earth-walker I'm an-,"

"Not an Earth-walker? Impossible. How am I able to connect with you? Us demons are only able to connect to the 'humans', much like those wretched winged whores that live in those prissy clouds. I hate each and every one of them and hope they rot; I'd to anything to burn off their wings and watch them writhe beneath my fingertips as they suffer an die by my hand. But I'm sure you aren't one of them, are you? I'm sure you aren't one of those whores are you?" He taunted, making me gulp as my throat had immediately dried up and converted to the rough texture of sandpaper.

"How about I meet you. You know, us demons, devils, wretched angels all have a human form. I'd love to see you, you know, test out how much of a slut you can act to even compare to me. Would you like that?"

I shivered, the disgusting language rolling off his tongue and dripping with venom. I reached behind and stroked my wings, reliving the pain of the first time that I had attempted my human form, barely lasting for a few minutes. My brain ached, the thought of meeting a demon, a demon prince no less, sent shivers down my spine. However, the cascade of tesrs and curious mind kicked into gear, adrenaline pumping through my veins as I furiously chewed on my bottom lip.

"I'll be there at 8 tonight."

"Eager, are we? Don't worry, I'll teach your human self how vicious us demons can be."

And with a deep chuckle and the call of a familiar voice, followed by a scurrying of footsteps, the area was left quiet. I twisted on top of my bed, covering my eyes with my forearm.

My lips were thoroughly chewed, eyes stinging and stomach growling, my throat forcing the vomit and bile back down. I cringed - thick acidity lacing the insides of my oesophagus, the burning sensation tingling in my chest and lower torso. However, I couldn't help the small smile that hooked up my lips, eyes glinting with unshed, happy tears at the thought of seeing him - Noct - after so long. The painful nightmare threatened to regurgitate from my memory, but my mind was hazed with the black haired male finally being within my reach. I sighed, tears dripping to land onto my skirt as I stared down at the Earth.

What did I get myself into?

Thoughts on chapter 2? This book is gonna be a bit more fast paced than my others, but I promise it's going to be no less descriptive!

- cute-namjoonie