#soughtsky

         prompto can’t remember the last time he’d seen zack. somehow it feels like it’s been decades, while it also feels like it’s only been a few months. he deduces it down in his head to about four years. so much has changed in such little time, part of him worries that he won’t remember him. he’d given up on the idea of zack coming home, almost fully having accepted the probability that he was long gone. people came and went, it was a rare occurrence that anyone would stay. for a while, it was just him and aerith; until one day he’d stumbled into sector seven and offered a hand to avalanche.

           he’d only been working with them for about a year or two, making decent money and giving a hand to the bar when needed. he survives better there than he ever has anywhere else, and they feel like home to him. there’s only one thing missing.

           it’s supposed to be a usual mission for them, the plan was to sneak into one of shinra’s mako reactors. their normal crowd could handle this, but for some reason there was talk of a new guy joining them. prompto didn’t think too much of it, he wasn’t as harsh to newcomers as the other guys could be. but he understands why they’d have their guards up; avalanche wasn’t too popular around town. there’s little time for him to dwell as they make their way to the meet up spot, arms crossing over his chest while he paces back and forth in anticipation. no one would blame him for being antsy, surely.

          the gunner looks down at his shoes as he leaves light imprints in the ground beneath him, his head only shooting up when he heard a familiar voice. zack. but it couldn’t be -- surely he was still with soldier, off doing whatever it was that had him too preoccupied for visits home to him and aerith. their eyes lock only for a quick second and prompto’s heart swells in his chest at the recollection of all the unreturned letters written, all of the missed phone calls, of his life before avalanche and how hard he’d worked to scribble zack from his memory. it almost hurts to see him again. he thinks it’d have been easier to believe that he was never coming back.