Prompto’s life story in 31 days
Day 11 Cuddles Noctis doesn’t know how he’s not simply losing his shit. His theory is, there’s too many parts of his brain panicking at the same time for one to manage to take over and trigger the actual freaking out. So he just lies there. Prompto usually sleeps on the couch. But Noctis’s bed is huge and comfortable and the couch isn’t half as nice to sleep on. The words were out before he even knew it. “You could just sleep with me.” And Prompto had. And now he’s spooning the prince, flush against his back and thighs and everything, his hand hanging over his bare stomach. And the way Noctis’s heart beats, the way his whole chest constricts his lungs and squeezes his breath away, the heat radiating from the place where Prompto’s fingers touch his skin… none of that feels friendly at all. Noctis swallows hard as Prompto’s breathing tickles his shoulder. There’s only one thought Noct manages to form at the moment and it’s not gonna help him at all but oh, Six… He just wants to turn around and kiss him. What is he supposed to do now?
Full Promptober can already be found on my twitter - @TsuYumeXV Shorts by - @Promptis_101 (twitter) And eventually the extended version will be on AO3 - Tsu_Yume and ArianiLee























