There was absolutely not a single thing that was going to be okay. Honestly, Noctis doubted if it would ever get to the point where he would even find hope in those words again.
But it was difficult not to feel it, just a little, radiating out from his core like a warmth that spread over his entire body. Hope. Strength. The will to go on. All of it was sparked from the feeling of having Prompto so close to him. His sun in all of this darkness.
His arms tighten, body going along with however Prompto wishes to move them, one leg lifting to wrap around a slender hip, pulling them ever closer. Even now, it didn't feel like it was ever going to be enough. Like they would ever be near enough to one another.]
Yeah. [Just a dream. And he had to stop dwelling on it, because that wasn't what Luna would want. Luna would want him to find happiness, to smile and laugh and feel hope ad joy. Not this angry black pit inside of him that threatened to eat him alive.] We'll see her again someday.
[He believed that with all of his heart.
Swallowing hard, he tilted his head upwards, just enough for their lips to brush, petal soft and barely there.] Go back to sleep, babe. I'm sorry for waking you.
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There was absolutely not a single thing that was going to be okay. Honestly, Noctis doubted if it would ever get to the point where he would even find hope in those words again.
But it was difficult not to feel it, just a little, radiating out from his core like a warmth that spread over his entire body. Hope. Strength. The will to go on. All of it was sparked from the feeling of having Prompto so close to him. His sun in all of this darkness.
His arms tighten, body going along with however Prompto wishes to move them, one leg lifting to wrap around a slender hip, pulling them ever closer. Even now, it didn't feel like it was ever going to be enough. Like they would ever be near enough to one another.]
Yeah. [Just a dream. And he had to stop dwelling on it, because that wasn't what Luna would want. Luna would want him to find happiness, to smile and laugh and feel hope ad joy. Not this angry black pit inside of him that threatened to eat him alive.] We'll see her again someday.
[He believed that with all of his heart.
Swallowing hard, he tilted his head upwards, just enough for their lips to brush, petal soft and barely there.] Go back to sleep, babe. I'm sorry for waking you.