[ Words murmured tiredly as Noctis curls up tighter, closes his eyes, dreams he's back in his world, on the boat to Altissia -or maybe earlier. Back in Insomnia, laughing and smiling as they take down some monster together at the arcade. Back to the days of sharing sodas on the street, back to the days of falling asleep on Prompto's shoulder, mid-marathon of some obscure show.
A dozen times, Prompto could have and should have pushed him away, but he stayed where he was, a comforting presence, the only one who lets him act his age and doesn't heap upon him every single responsibility he'd incurred since he was a child. Who knows how long he'll have this freedom? If it will all disappeared when he's married and officially wears his crown, if he will feel fulfilled or just regret everything he hadn't been able to experience.
The thoughts continue to spiral inside of his head as he unconsciously seeks out the heat from Prompto's body, tucks his own head into his shoulder and hides for a little while. Let him stay here is his unconscious plea, words that will never see the light of day as Noctis' fingers curl around Prompto's shirt.
In the distance, the fireworks are already dying down, leaving them both alone in the veil of the night where wandering eyes don't reach. ]
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[ Words murmured tiredly as Noctis curls up tighter, closes his eyes, dreams he's back in his world, on the boat to Altissia -or maybe earlier. Back in Insomnia, laughing and smiling as they take down some monster together at the arcade. Back to the days of sharing sodas on the street, back to the days of falling asleep on Prompto's shoulder, mid-marathon of some obscure show.
A dozen times, Prompto could have and should have pushed him away, but he stayed where he was, a comforting presence, the only one who lets him act his age and doesn't heap upon him every single responsibility he'd incurred since he was a child. Who knows how long he'll have this freedom? If it will all disappeared when he's married and officially wears his crown, if he will feel fulfilled or just regret everything he hadn't been able to experience.
The thoughts continue to spiral inside of his head as he unconsciously seeks out the heat from Prompto's body, tucks his own head into his shoulder and hides for a little while. Let him stay here is his unconscious plea, words that will never see the light of day as Noctis' fingers curl around Prompto's shirt.
In the distance, the fireworks are already dying down, leaving them both alone in the veil of the night where wandering eyes don't reach. ]