What about some sleepy, just woke up and don't wanna get outta bed cuddles? maybe prompto/gladio? (or any other ship, really xD)
Prompito cuddles? You got it! I hope you like it!
The ground was hard underneath him, his sleeping bag hardly providing the necessary comfort. He knew it must have been too early for him to even think about being awake if Ignis was just quietly sneaking out of the tent. At least that meant a good breakfast soon.
He rolled to his side, cracking his eyes open enough to see the sleeping prince sprawled out freely now that Ignis had left. Despite clearly showing his disdain for the idea of camping, Noct didnât have much trouble completely blacking out for the night.
He let his eyes close again, meaning to shift to his right side only to have a large arm sling around his chest, pulling him close; his back pressed to a bare, muscular chest. âYou awake?â
Prompto answered in a mutter, letting Gladio wrap him in his arms. âNo.â
He heard the chuckle, felt it rumble from deep within the bigger mans chest. âSure.â the scuff of a beard rested in the junction where his neck and shoulder met, gently nuzzling the skin there.
âGladio.â the blonde whined, stifling any giggling less he wake the prince, despite knowing Noct could sleep through a Garula stampede. ââm tryinâ to sleep here.â
âYou? Not gonna get up and run?â
Prompto groaned, shaking his head the best he could. âNo.â he rolled over, pressing his face to Gladioâs chest, blindly grabbing around for the extra blanket Ignis had thrown over the three of them the night before and yanking it up to cover both their heads; hardly covering Gladioâs considering the height the oder man had on him. âYeah, this is better.â
Gladioâs hand found its way into his hair, ruffling his bedhead then resting his hand to the back of his head. âSure it is.â he eased down the blanket so Promptoâs head was the only thing not covered by the wool fabric. âGo back to sleep Prom. Iâll let you and prince charmless over there sleep in a little longer today. That hunt yesterday really did us in.â
âYou can say that again.â he stretched out his arms; instantly shivering up when they were bared to the cold morning air. âYou made it sound like you were gonna get up.â Prompto said when Gladio hadnât moved from holding him.
âI was gonna.â his hand smoothed over Promptoâs back. âYouâre just keepinâ me here.â
âYouâre a good heater.â he replied, tossing his leg over Gladioâs hip. ââm goinâ back to sleep now.â
Gladio watched Prompto do just that, sleep consuming the gunner once more. Carefully, as to not wake him a second time, Gladio pressed a swift kiss to Promptoâs cheek before simply admiring the sleeping blonde.Â
He wasnât used to sleeping in, but Prompto made it impossible for him to let go. So, just for that once, it was left  only up to Ignis to wake the three of them when breakfast was ready.