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Prompto: "Then reality hits me like a splash of cold water and I remember, that I don't belong. But I want to… Every Moment, I'm desperate to earn my place – to prove that I'm good enough!"
Noctis: "Think what you will, but I think you're good enough for me!"
After Noctis words, silence fell between Prompto and him. The blond guy had felt uncomfortable the whole time of the trip. Why was he here? Just becauce Noct thought it would be funny for the blond Joker be part of the Trip. Yeah, he was good with firearms and machinery, something he was glad about that nobody asked why he has such talents. But seen this rational he was just the jumpy friend of Noctis. Now he had become his companion on a road where nobody knew where it would end.
He had felt uncomfortable even bevor the shit hit the fan, but now… everyday he asked himself why he was her, every day, even today… and now.
Now he was struck by a lightning of words and stared for a moment in the Night. You're good enough for me. Did Noctis know how it sounded in his, in Prompts ears? Sure as hell, Noctis didn't meant it like Prompto understood it.
Like always Prompto started to laugh and brushed his spikey side of his hair to fix it. "Do you really think, that I belong in the group?" he asked with a smile that just didn't want to reach his eyes. He turned his head and luckily Noct didn't so he wouldn't notice his false smile, which lasted heavy on his lips.
The prince nodded slowly. "Yeah, you do belong in the group, you're the heart of our group. The one that keep us happy, when everybody wants to let sink their heads." He answered.
Sure as hell, Noct hadn't meant his words like they sounded in Prompts hears. Damn, he just wanted to be a friend for Noctis, 'cause… Luna said he needed someone. That there grew more in his chest was never an option and just a stupid move of his heart.
"But I didn't meant it like that." Suddenly Noctis went on talking and Prompto could feel sudden wave of heat through his body. "You heard me, didn't you?" Noctis raised his head and the dark grey eyes of him met the light blue eyes of Prom. "You are good enough for me." He whispered low und let slip a soft sight.
Prompto was wordless. He opened his mouth and again, he was just laughing. Deep in his heart were so much feelings. Fear was one of the biggest. Fear of the next day, the next fight, the next… everything. He feared that someday, someone could notice his feelings. The feelings for Noctis or that he only talks big. He feared that someone could find out his secrets. The secret about his origin or the secret that he was just fancying was just an act. "Yeah, I did understand, Noct!" he answered laughing.
Noctis shook his head. "No, you didn't get it." He laughed up bleak and let his head sink again. Prom was so brave and told him so much in this moment and all he could give him, where some words which his friends didn't understand quite right.
"As we started our journey everything was clear. I was going to marry Luna. It was awkward, 'cause I haven't seen her in years, but I missed her and I like her very much. I knew my feelings weren't important. I had to marry her for the kingdom and my family and I was okay with that. I had to be okay with that. One day I was going to be a king!" he explained his thoughts and they weren't news to Prompto. He knew Noctis wasn't keen on the wedding. Not because of Luna, but of the pressure which weighed on his shoulders. The only thing which made it a little lighter was Luna. The beautiful blonde was an old friend of Noctis. They understood each other without a word.
"But now… I don't know what is waiting for me when we arrive Altissia. And I don't know what I'm feeling anymore." Noctis closed his explanation with a few words. The quiet prince opened his thoughts much more now than in the last years. Before he just said a little her and a little there. It was so much this time.
Prompt knew what he felt and was feeling now. He also knew, that it wasn't possible. It doesn't matter what Noct said, he were never good enough and he'll never be. Just a silly friend that will be forgotten one day.
"I… Noct…" he stammered out some words and took a deep breath before he said the only thing what was in his mind. "Now, you ARE the king!" He knew instantly it were the wrong words. Nobody seem to notice what Nocts heritage was or didn't care. It was more like a joke for everyone.
But Prom took it seriously.
"I really don't know what I am, but I'm no king!" was Noct direct answer and shook his head.
"I'm sorry." Prom lowered his head. "What can I say?" he asked a rhetorical question and Noctis interrupted him. "You can't say anything, that'll help me." Prompt was watching some guests of the motel on the streets. They left the motel to cross the road to go out and eat in the diner.
Suddenly he felt Noctis hand on his shoulder and felt the head in his body and especially in his stomach. "but you can stand by me. I don't know if I can go my way without you. I know, I need Ignis… he's the smart one and Gladio is our muscle, but you are more important, Prom… you are our heart, you're my heart."
The same heat which run through his body was now reaching for his heart. He raised his hand, to touch Noctis Hand on his Shoulder. "Why… now?" he asked and felt a lump in his throat growing. Noctis Fingers interlaced with his. Prom turned a little, so his locked hands slid down his pale muscular arm and found rest on Proms leg.
"You were honest with me, so… I had to be… as honest as you were." He whispered and shook his head. Prompto felt his heart beat fast and also felt pretty afraid.
He still couldn't believe the meanings of Noctis words like he understood them. He was a prince and princes had to marry princesses not… him.
"I didn't realize, you didn't felt like… like in the right place and I don't know. I thought you should know that… It's okay." He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, but still their fingers were twisted.
"We hadn't the chance to talk alone for a while. You know, all the times in the tent or the camper, with Gladios snoring and… Ignis always watching like mother goose…" Noct sighed. "I'm so happy that we sleep in a separate room tonight. In actual beds not under the star light." Noct sighed again and Prompt couldn't do anything else then smile. He brushed his hair back. His eyes went to their hands.
"I have no problems with Gladios Snoring, but in the tent he needs so much space." With this words he agreed on chancing the topic. They both chuckled, still with their wrapped up hands between them. "Tonight we have a whole room for us." Noct said and Prompto nodded. It wasn't the first time, but now it felt… different. A little inappropriate, but at the same time thrilling.
"I know." The blonde one said.
Promp wasn't sure if there were a strange meaning behind his two words and if he really knew. His look fell down to their hands.
"I don't know what…" he started and stopped right before Noctis could interrupt him.
"We could just… enjoy what we have. Like I said, I don't know what's waiting for us in Altissia, but for now we're still here. You…" his hand tightened around Proms. "…and I."
Prompto raised his head und locked eyes with Noctis dark grey ones. His stomach began to flutter. "You and I, sounds good."