Part Two!
So I wrote another chapter today and was like, “Why wait!”
So here you are, an extra chapter that is entirely because I blew Noctis off and ended up writing about him anyways.
Noctis Month.
Fandom: Final Fantasy 15 / Relationships: Prompto/Noctis
Tags: Noctis, Prompto, Noctis Figures Things Out, Fluff, Cute, Just Noctis Basically, A Little Drabble Mostly
Chapter Nine: In Hindsight, It Was Only Natural.
Noct became aware of the fact slowly, like he was waking up.
“Noct!”
Prompto jumped on top of him, almost knocking the wind out of him and making them both stumble. He huffed and turned slightly, getting Prompto’s full sunshine smile, all teeth and warm cheeks and valley of freckles.
It made his heart flutter a little and he instantly pushed him off.
“One of these days, you are going to make us fall.”
Prompto just smiled and walked beside him, his camera already in his hands.
“And one of these days, you are going to appreciate my friendship.”
Noct snorted, watching as Prompto began taking pictures, tiny moments of the camera going off as they continued on.
“ Noct! ”
Prompto threw a pillow at him, stopping his story right before the good part, both Gladio and Ignis giving him a smirk.
Noct just took the pillow and cuddled with it, giving his friend a smile.
“Prompto, it was great though.”
Prompto glared at him, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Noct thought that it was a good look, his freckles seeming to spread out across the blush, his eyes bright and bordering a more vibrant purple, his face both smiling and trying hard not to be amused.
It was a look that set his heart fluttering, a sense of both excitement and mischief mixing around.
“Well, I am so glad my pain causes you enjoyment. But come on. Dude. I trusted you to keep it between us.”
Noct didn’t know why.
Prompto had been trying to take a picture of some baby birds in a nest, trying to get an angle from the ground looking up. He had begun walking backwards, trying to get a good shot that showed the babies when he had slipped on water, shrieking like a banshee as he fell, his face filled with horror as he death-gripped his camera.
Noct had been laughing ever since, coming home to find the two people who he knew would appreciate the thought.
And they had, Gladio bursting out with laughter while Ignis didn’t try very hard to cover the smile on his face.
Prompto had attacked Noct after and Noct decided that it was very bit worth it.
“Noct.”
Noct didn’t even glance at him, his eyes focused on the monster in front of him.
“Prom.”
His friend instantly paused the game, Noct grumbling at the fact that he almost defeated the boss. He threw his controller down, looking fully at Prompto as he glared at his phone. His friend gave him a nervous smile.
“Dude. It’s like, one in the morning.”
Noct’s eyes widened and he looked at Prompto as his friend held up the phone, the time lighting up for him.
1:10am.
Noct groaned and instantly rubbed his eyes, his body slowly realizing that he hadn’t been sleeping. A yawn escaped as he stretched, his eyes instantly closing.
“Noct, dude. Don’t just fall asleep on the couch instantly. You can totally make it to the bedroom.”
Hands grabbed at him and Noct felt himself melting more, a sense of peace washing over even if Prompto was trying to be annoying and get him to wake up.
Noct did make it to the bedroom, albeit with the help of a very annoying and bit crabby Prompto, and soon they were facing one another, both too tired to care that they were sleeping in the same bed in only their boxers. They cuddled next to one another and slept through Prompto’s alarm and all seven of Noct’s, only waking up when Ignis came and dragged them both out of bed.
“Noct?”
His dad was worse off than he has ever seen him, more tired and aged and depending on his cane to walk. Noct wasn’t an idiot. He knew what the Crystal did; what protecting the people did.
He just didn’t like it.
“Noct…?”
He clenched his fists as he sat, his mind still seeing the dark circles under his dad’s eyes, seeing the way he was drooping, seeing the way the crinkles were getting more prominent.
“Noct.”
He felt the burning sensation in his throat, a small whimper coming out. His eyes burned too, his vision blurring just slightly. His hands burned; squeezed harder, his body beginning to shake.
There was just this burning all over his body, filled with sorrow and fear and for the love of the Astrals, why didn't he see it sooner!?
Hands slowly wrapped around him, a familiar body pulling him close. Noct made a small noise in surprise as Prompto wrapped him in a hug. But his friend didn’t say anything, just pulled him in all the way, his hands firm and solid and just holding Noct.
Prompto was like balm for Noct's burning existence, like water settling a fire so that all was left was a helplessness.
It felt nice and Noct hung on for dear life, even as the situation crashed down on him.
He felt himself breaking, his hands snaking around Prompto's stomach as his dad’s tired smile appeared in his mind’s eyes, his words echoing hollowly in his head.
“I am fine Noctis. It is simply the duty of the King. No need to worry about such things yet. You have your life ahead of you.”
He buried his head into Prompto’s chest, not caring that he was already crying, his mouth opening to drag in air, his voice coming out in tiny, hurt whimpers.
Prompto adjusted their positions, letting them both fall to the floor as he basically cradled Noct, his chin resting on Noct’s head and his hands running circles down his back.
“Oh Noct.”
The words were whispered, filled with all the emotion that Noct felt and he broke, crying loudly and ugly and dirtying Prompto’s shirt and bundling it in his hands and just basically giving up on any sense of composure he thought he could pull off.
Prompto just held him, held him until he stopped crying and after, held him as they moved from the floor to the bed, held him as he fell asleep and held him when he woke up.
“Noct…”
Noct woke up slowly, his eyes opening slightly.
Sunlight filtered through his blinds, not blinding but enough to light up the room.
Nothing moved and no one was there to wake him up.
There was just Prompto.
He was right in front of him, his face calm and his mouth only slightly opened, his breath leaving warm stretches on Noct's face.
Noct slowly blinked, his hand rubbing sleep from his eyes as he stretched slightly.
Prompto barely shifted, moving just slightly before letting out sigh and sleeping more.
Noct smiled, settling in his side, a hand propping up his head as he took Prompto in for a second.
In this light, he could make out Prompto's freckles, the kisses from the sun seeming relaxed and just gently spread across his face and shoulders.
He could see the bundle of long eyelashes, curling into and away from each other.
He could see his lips, slightly chapped because Prompto did that thing where he worked them whenever he was nervous and never bothered to wear chapstick.
He could see his hair, looking ever the picture of a Chocobo butt, even though neither had ever seen one.
In the slight darkness, Noct could make out the slight way Prompto moved his lips in sleep, his face relaxing at some dream.
“Noctis.”
It was a whisper, a simple movement that came out with a sigh but it woke Noct up more than anything.
To more than just the day.
Noct blinked for a second, letting the feeling wash over him.
Oh.
He sighed then, letting himself hit the pillow gently and carefully arranging himself so that him and Prompto were breathing together.
He felt the blush slowly set in his cheeks, the feeling multiplying and almost bursting in his heart.
It was a good feeling, one that settled in his heart and spread throughout the rest of his body.
“Good things come to those that wait.”
Noct sighed, letting his eyes wander over Prompto se more as he waited for those violet-blue eyes to open.
I am glad I waited.
