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- cute-namjoonie ♡

PROMPTO'S POV

The nightmare. It came again.
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Today, I had arranged to meet Noct, but the nightmare that I experienced during my nap had sent me into a quivering mess: eyes watering and hair damp with sweat, clammy hands squeezing at the cool air in an attempt to simmer down the prickling heat that flickered along my skin. I felt the rush of thick tears stream down my cheeks, leaving a burning trail against the smooth, reddened curvature. With a choked sob, I brought my legs up to bend against my chest, silently whimpering into my knees.

"No, n-not aga-again," I whispered, hot droplets falling against the exposed flesh of my knee. Shaking my head and burying it into my thighs, a horrifying shudder wracked throughout each nerve of my body. Blonde hair clung to the side of my jaw, sending a shiver over the expanse of oversensitive skin. I cringed at the muffled chatter that surrounded me, silently wishing that no one would look at me; hoping - praying - that no one would notice how weak I was being. Quiet whimpers and painful contractions wracked through my body, forcing me to squeeze my eyes shut in an attempt to halt the burning droplets that sank heavily into the wrinkles beneath my eyes, purple skin being coated with a glistening sheet of tears. I peeked over my knees, noticing that it had been half an hour since I had last spoken to Noct. Immediately, I flung the shirt I was wearing off into the crisp, rose clouds, watching as the haze swallowed the item of clothing up. I fumbled through the unorganised mess, pulling out an arrangement of a powdery cerulean shirt accompanied by a cosy taupe knitted sweater. Worrying that the man was waiting for me, I was quick to bound to the familiar gates, feeling the warm flush of the light seep into my skin. Fuchsia wisps licked at the underside of my feet, swirling around my back and kissing the curve of my spine. I groaned, noticing the breadth of the eclipsing, darkening sky. I sighed, looking down at the ugly cobbled ground. 

Stupid Prompto, you shouldn't have fallen asleep and you've made Noctis wait, he probably hates you now. Maybe he hates you more than you hate yourself, imagine that. Imagine that, you ugly, useless Prom-

My thoughts were interrupted by angular arms slinging around my waist, a deep laugh resonating behind me. My breathing hitched, eyes wide as I felt a feather-light kiss being placed behind my ear, the grip tightening and the recognition finally hit me. A small giggle fell from my lips and I playfully squealed as he lifted me off the floor, my feet kicking outwards. Settling me down, he spun me around and rested his forehead against mine. 

"N-Noct," I stammered, my breathing faltering as his intense gaze met my own. I flushed, my eyes scanning the floor rather than the beautiful porcelain skin that was before me. He growled, making me hesitantly peek upwards, his deep blue orbs flickering with a certain insatiable hunger. I mewled when his lips nipped at the side of mine, spit slicked flesh meeting the drained surface of my skin. He noticed the way my arms wrapped around his neck desperately, immediately pulling away to frown at me, eyes glowering with care and curiosity. I cleared my throat, leaning forwards in order to feel his thin lips against my full ones, feeling my heart clench when he ducked his head away. My eyebrows furrowed, tears swelling at the brim of my waterline, my trembling lip being stopped by a thick thumb compressing the vibrations. I gasped lightly when my head was tilted upwards, lips meeting mine and I felt the tears slowly tip over, my eyelashes sticking together. Noct pulled away after the soft peck, hushing me quietly, another kiss being planted against my cheekbone. 

Slowly, his fingers locked with my own, gently tugging me along the path to a narrow alleyway. I glanced at the poorly lit street, feeling his cold hand clamp harshly down on my own. We both cautiously stepped into the lacklustre pathway, a light laugh slipping through my lips when he slightly pushed me against the brick wall, pressing another kiss against my cheek going to flick my ear with the end of his tongue. Leaning against my ear, I felt the heat of his breath against the blonde locks that hung over my ear. 

"What's wrong, hm?" He mumbled softly, hands riding up to land atop the clothed skin of my ribcage. I sighed, resting my head against his shoulder, feeling him move closer to stand over me, kissing my head before kneading the skin beneath his palms in a way to usher me to talk. I dug my head deeper into him, breathing in deeply again, opening my mouth to start. 

"I don't know, Noct. I just felt horrible, just a nightmare really... ripped me up, you know? It was so real, so undoubtedly real, I couldn't do anything, I was so-," I sobbed, shaking violently in his grip. I writhed when he tried to dip his head down to kiss me, turning my head and taking in short, uneven gulps of the evening air.

"Prom, baby breathe-," he tried, pulling me further into his chest and drawing aimless patterns against my back.

"No, no Noct it was, I lost you and-," 

"I'm still here, I'm holding you right now. I love you, shh, stop crying. Stop crying, please, I hate seeing you cry," he tried, slipping my head into the crook of his neck. I weeped horrifically loudly into his skin, staining the unblemished skin with my ugly tears.

"Do you mind not leeching off him, you whore?" A voice echoed. I felt Noctis stagger and tense, head snapping sideways and we both saw who the voice belonged to. A smirking brunette leaned against the wall, a sleek silver dagger twirling between his thumb and forefinger. Noct growled animalistically, eyes forming thin slits as he brought me closer to him, gripping my hips flush against his own. Gladio grinned deviously, kissing his blade, before dropping it into the loop of his belt hoops. Strolling forwards, Noct stepped in front of me, protecting me from the sick bastard that stood before us. 

Suddenly, a black smoke covered my eyes, a sharp pain digging into my lower back, a thick liquid slipping down the back of my legs. I felt my head hit the cobbled floor, darkness shrouding my vision and Noct's screaming filling the silent evening, the haunting sound of Gladio's laugh playing over the steady bleep of the flat-line eternally ringing through my head.