Prompto Fluff (sneak peak)
The soft tresses of hair are enough to tickle you from your slumber. Pressure rests on your side arms wrapped around your waist, and you can feel a face pressed into the crook of your neck. With a sigh you smile sliding your hands through the silky hairs that had smoothed overnight. A chorus of unrecognisable words are mumbled into the crook of your neck, his arms tugging you closer to him as he snuggles in. After a few moments of silence he groans, pulling away from your side to glance up at you, smiling tiredly at you as one of his hands lifts to brush across your cheekbone. Leaning forward he places a light kiss to your cheek, eyes sparkling as he props his head on his hand and gazes down at you.
“G’morning baby,” he exhales happily, “What time is it?”
Quietly you glance through the gap in his arm to where your phone lay, extending your hand that had been resting on his hip to grasp the device. Lifting it in your hand you flip it over,tapping the screen to get the hour to show. With a groan you drop the phone, nuzzling back into his hair when the white numbers flash before you brightly. Stifling a giggle he slowly pulls back to look at you as you grumble, grin on his face.
“Well?” He laughs, eyes sparkling with mirth.
“Eight-thirty,” you move forward, pressing your face back into his chest to escape back to the world of sleep. Chuckling he pets the back of your head arms cradling you against him as you lay back down. Running a hand through your hair he places a chaste kiss to the top of your head. Behind the blonde the tent flap opens, Ignis peering in upon you both- and the sleeping Noctis who had curled around a moogle plushie across the tent. He gestures for you both to exit the tent when Prompto notices his gaze falling on you as you let out another annoyed sound.
Ignis sends you a bemused smirk, laughter bubbling in his chest at your disheveled and crabby state. Waving him off, Prompto pulls the covers from you both squirming away from you. He rolls to his knees, dancing away from your hands that reach to pull him back down. You're left with no choice than to rise as Gladio appears to rip off Noctis’ sheets as well, running off with the pile of blankets to ruin your plans of snuggling with the prince while everyone else eats.
“Why?” you groan, sitting up and rubbing at your eyes. All you wanted was to cuddle and sleep, what's so bad about a lazy day? Besides, after dealing with that Ardyn guy yesterday you all certainly deserved it.
“It's time to start the day,” Ignis chimes, amusement clear as day, “Willingly or not.”
With a sigh you shuffle over to the tent flap, exiting after Prompto as Ignis climbs into the tent to wake ‘his highness’. The blonde reaches back to grab your hand as you join him, tugging you over to your canvas chairs. As he plops down, he pulls you into his lap. Smiling as you land with a oof he rests his hands on your hips as Ignis climbs out of the tent. The lean male retreats over to his grill to resume cooking as a soaking wet Noctis scrambles after him, shaking his fist as Specs chuckles.
“G’morning Noct,” you smile laughing at his misery along with Prompto who sends a similar greeting.
“Looks like Sleeping Beauty’s finally awake,” Gladio chimes chugging down some water. You hadn’t even noticed him standing there until he spoke up, his voice causing you to jump slightly in Prompto’s lap. The guys ignore it though, continuing on with their early morning chatter- or in your case (and Noctis’) lack thereof. In fact, snuggled into Prompto’s shoulder you were more likely to snore than speak. He was just so warm, and soft, and squishy. Laying against him on the haven, save from all the daemons, it was the perfect place to just settle back to bed.
“Oh no,” Noctis’ voice stirs you as you glance over to his chair where he glowers, “If I can’t sleep then neither can you.” Childish as always. He pouts when you merely lift your head to stick your tongue out at him before settling into your boyfriend’s shoulder once more.
“He is right, I didn’t bring you out of the tent just to nap on Prompto,” Ignis states gaining your attention, “There could be- dire consequences.” The look he sends shoots you out of the chair as you fumble into your own after pulling it closer to the blonde’s.
Just because Noctis wasn’t scary didn’t mean Iggy wasn’t a force to be reckoned with.
The camp falls into a peaceful silence, only occasionally interrupted by the sizzling of food Specs had taken the initiative to prepare. Once finished he calls everyone over to collect a plate. Digging into the fresh soup- one you hadn’t taken the liberty of even looking at as you gulped it down. All of Iggy’s food was delicious- and if it had been burned you wouldn’t have noticed with how hungry you had grown. Being up waiting for ten minutes really had taken an unbelievable toll on you. Especially in the crisp morning air, the fresh morning dew scenting enough to reach the top of the rocks you had mounted upon. It was an unusually cool morning for this region of Duscae (not too far from Hammerhead), and you were going to bask in it until the temperature decided to spike.
“We’re headed back to Lestallum today,” Gladio speaks after finishing what you had now identified as a cup noodle, “Iris called last night, says there's been a spike in daemons recently.” Oh boy, another hunt. Truly your favorite, right after Prompto being nearly incapacitated of course. The amount of potions you’d had to use on that boy since you had started travelling with the boys was astounding.
“What are we hunting?” You question, shifting in your seat.
“Don’t worry about it,” Noct chides sending you a sly grin before he whispers more to himself than anything, “We’re sending you and Prompto on a date instead.”
In all honesty, there was no hunt. Nor had Iris called, the boys had actually arranged to send you and Prompto on a date. Since your relationship started, you two had never been able to go on an official date. Constantly travelling and going on hunts was no way to have a relationship, even if it was incredibly healthy. Ignis had picked out a nice place for you both to grab a bite to eat, Noctis had gathered the money, and Gladio had relayed everything to Prompto- and decided how to get you both alone.
The only one who didn’t know the plan was you, but it had been the reason you were all up so early. Noctis almost regretted the whole ordeal since it required that he crawl out of bed as well.
“Okayyyy,” you send him a look before you stand.
“Well, let's get going then!” Prompto chides, breaking from his unusual silence, “We’re wasting daylight.”
