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@lefleurde​​ continued from here <3

● – || Sky-blue eyes watched as the sun slowly dances through the white curtains that danced to their own rhythm. He sat on his bed with his left knee tugged to his chest while his right leg slowly danced back and forth in the air. Peace. Something neither him or nor Luna seemed to ever get unless they were alone with one another. It was nice and needed after the world constantly seemed to throw them for a loop. 

@lefleurde​ // x

“ did you have any better ideas? “  

@lefleurde​ sent:  luna sneaks up behind the prince, her fingers going gently across his eyes. there’s laughter in her voice. a new sense of joy had grown within her since they had been spending so much time together lately. “ guess who? “

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My muse is in a coma, but can hear everything you say to them.

● – || written to: Love Lost from Final Fantasy XV.

● – ||  It had been days since Luna had woken up from her coma. Each passing day was starting to weigh on Noctis because he was getting nervous that she would never wake up. When she left to go on her trip as the two of them often did he never expected that he’d be standing on the doorsteps of the Citadel with his ‘welcome home’ flowers falling from his hands from shock and heartbreak. 

When he had been hurt it felt like a bullet to his heart. Fate kept taking people away from him. He didn’t need to lose Lunafreya too.

The first day that she was out he spent the day being angry. Angry at himself for not being there to protect her. Angry at the world for doing this to her. Angry at life for nearly taking her away from him before their time together had even started. 

The second day was the day where he screamed and cried in the training gym with Gladio. The day he punched walls until his knuckles bled. The day he cursed at the world and everyone in it who had hurt her. The day he punished himself for not going with her even though it wasn’t his trip to go on. 

Now day three, where the prince sat on the floor next to Luna’s bed with his hands bandaged and his knees tucked up to his chest and his eyes fixed on the wall. In his grasp, a small handful of the blue flowers she and him had loved since they were children. He twirled them between damaged fingers as his heart ached to know if she was ever going to come back to him. 

I was counting on forever, Now I’ll never know. . .

Noctis closed his eyes, tears slowly making their way down his porcelain cheeks as he started to speak from the heart, hoping that she could hear him. “Luna. . .  I’m- . . . I’m so sorry. . . ” He wiped his eyes on the back of his hand as he forced himself to keep going. “. . . When you left, I should have gone with you. I shouldn’t have let you go alone. I should have been there for you and been there beside you. ” Noctis opened his eyes to look at the flowers in his grasp, being careful not to break it as his tears fell on their petals. “. . . It should be me in a coma, not you.”

His job was to protect her, as she was to protect him. He failed that job, but he could still protect her now that she was home again. They were supposed to be a family soon. Now more than ever Noct hoped that day would come so that they could have a family in dawn together.  “You- . . . You have to come back, Luna. Our son needs you. . . “ His voice started to shatter in his throat as his fingers curled around the flowers in hsi hands.  “I need you.” 

Noctis pushed himself off the floor and stood so that he was now looking at her resting face. He walked toward her then set the blue flowers down on her stomach. He then gently took her hands and over lapped them so that it looked like she was holding the flowers. Callused fingertips brushed strands of blonde hair from her resting eyes before he rested a hand over her hands that now held flowers. 

“I love you, Luna. . .  I couldn’t have asked for a better Oracle to stand by my side. Fate picked well.” Despite the sadness in his crystal blue eyes and the tears that were streaming down his cheeks, Noctis managed to smile and show just how much she meant to him in his heart. “Our son will love you as much as I love you. We’ll be a wonderful family. . .  Don’t stop fighting. . . ” He curled his fingers around hers as he bowed his head in sorrow. as the King whispered a soft prayer.  

“ TOUCH - lunafreya to Gladio because why not? (Prompto can’t be fucking all three of them. Okay he can be. But wanted Luna to be outta pocket too) - your favorite cherry! “ - [ TOUCH ] — sender feels up receiver's abs

Gladiolus knows he cuts an impressive figure: he’s 6’6 of flesh, ink and tanned skin. He uses it to his advantage. A wide smile here. A flex there. A couple of smooth words and he’s got most of the workers in Lestallum wrapped around his fingers. There’s a small amount of guilt that lingers in his chest after every ordeal, because there’s only going to be ‘next time’ ‘s that he can promise a lonely gal. But his duty comes before his feelings, and before his feelings, so he sucks it up and deals with it.

However. It’s a little different when it’s the new permanent (?) companion of their party: safe in their hands and equally on the run from the empire. Gladio is just glad she and Noct are refraining from … whatever they have going on in the car, especially when he’s smushed in there beside them.

It’s natural that Lady Lunafreya would want to know more about them, learn the friends that helped save her and meant so much to the True King’s life. When she mentions his hard earned physique Gladiolus flexes a bicep, and he’s aware that it’s half the size of her head.

● – || @lefleurde​ continued from HERE. 

● – || Perhaps the young Prince was being dramatic , but he thought he had every right to be . A lifetime apart since as [ [ l o n g ] ] as he could remember was now met with the underlying anxious fear that any time they parted now . . . It could be their last . 

Her swan - like graceful touch [ [ b r u s h e d  ] ] across his porcelain skin to free his vision from a few charcoal strands that had gone awry . As his crystal - blues saw her come completely into view , Noctis started to smile . 

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● – || Perhaps , he should have given her a warning before he just decided to kiss her out of the blue . It was worth it , to say the least . As a WHIRLWIND of papers flew around them , creating a backdrop for their kiss , Noctis’ hands fell ever so slightly to the side of her neck , allowing his thumbs to brush against her jawline . He held the kiss until he had no choice but to breathe . When that time came , he leaned back , rested his forehead against hers , and looked into her eyes with a smile as WARM as the sun .