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UPDATE 12/30/16: I'm looking for some help! Details here. (I'm always looking for more pinners; this is an open invitation.)
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Were you worried about me? (4/4)
Date: 2016-12-30 05:41 pm (UTC)Gladiolus went ahead to Prompto's side. He was still lying on the ground, trembling, bow-legged and just staring blankly at the ceiling. He caught sight of a few splatters of cum on his thighs and stomach. Just another reminder to them that they were indeed too late.
"Prompto." Gladio called out in a soft voice as he took off his jacket. Prompto was bare from the waist down, and his shirt was still hiked up to expose his chest. Gladio covered his front with his jacket. He didn't realize that that soft touch of leather against his skin would cause him to panic so much.
Prompto's eyes flitted at the trio approaching him, then widened at the sight of Gladio so close to him. He sat up, wincing at the quick movement and then inched away from Gladio. "N-no." He said, eyes wide and brimming with tears. "I can't handle it again. I... I won't be able to take it again." Prompto bit on his lip and crawled away from his friends, discarding the jacket that Gladio offered him.
The sight of Prompto quivering in fear when approached by Gladio crushed Noctis. Prompto headed to a corner of the room, leaving a sparse trail of semen and blood as he crawled. The blonde leaned against a wall and wrapped his arms around himself to quiet his sobbing. "Please no more."
Prompto's broken voice made Ignis stop in his tracks. He thought it would be easy to convince Prompto that they were here now and that he was safe. He thought if they could just explain that they will protect him now and that Ardyn wouldn't get the chance to do this to him again. But how can they do that when they can't even approach their friend without eliciting a panic attack from him? Ignis, for once, couldn't think of a plan except to stand and wait until Prompto was okay enough to converse with.
Gladio stood up to fetch his jacket but he couldn't step any closer to Prompto than that.
Neither of the older men said anything. They both knew that it would only be Noctis who could convince Prompto that he was with his real friends now and that the trickery is over. Both Ignis and Gladiolus let the prince take his time. They knew that they had to handle this very delicately since the trauma Prompto experienced is still too fresh.
As footsteps resounded in the small, cramped cell, Prompto grew anxious. He turned his head to check who was coming in his direction and saw the image of Noctis with a sorrowful expression on his face. "N-no..!" Prompto sobbed while pressing himself against the corner. "P-please don't." He brought his hands down to cover his private parts. "I... I'm still bleeding." He said in the hopes that maybe he will be pitied this time.
Noctis was brought to a stop upon hearing those pleas. He couldn't possibly keep going when he knew it was his fault that Prompto has become so troubled. Instead of stepping closer, he knelt to the floor with him and looked into his best friend's eyes. "Prom." He called out. "It's really me." Noctis was at a loss for ideas. He didn't know how else he can convince Prompto that this time around, he wasn't being fooled.
"No." Prompto shook his head. "I don't believe you." So he says, but Prompto's eyes were focused on Noctis' face and expressions. He wanted to see the signs that this was indeed his bestfriend. He did the same to both Ignis and Gladio at the back, who were frozen in place just watching in suspense, as if they were all atop brittle ice.
"Prompto." Noctis called out once more. "I'm sorry." It was the prince's turn to plea this time and he was pleading for forgiveness from his wronged friend. "It's my fault that this happened to you.”
Prompto listened to this Noctis’ regrets but at the back of his mind, memories of a man bearing Noctis’ visage forcing himself on him resurfaced. Prompto trembled in place just seeing Noctis’ face. And yet, he couldn’t help but listen to his contrite words.
“If I wasn't so overwhelmed with rage back then, I would've thought twice before attacking who I thought was Ardyn. It turned out I ended up kicking you off the train." Noctis let out a deep breath. Revealing his shame proved to be a daunting task for the prince. However, with Prompto's trust on the line, he was willing to overcome that. "Maybe if I wasn't so selfish, or maybe if I wasn't so reckless, this wouldn't have happened to you. All this happened because you are my best friend.”
Prompto looked into this Noctis’ eyes and could see no malice. Unlike before, his words were gentle and stirred the familiarity of family. His chest ached at the thought that this was another clever illusion.
“You didn't have to help me in this journey and yet here you are. And you've been... attacked all because you're my friend." Tears blurred the prince's vision as he went on. "I'm sorry, Prompto. I'm so sorry."
It was silent for a few moments before Ignis heard the shuffling of clothes and the tiny whimpers and breaths that were characteristically Prompto's. The blonde moved from his corner and approached the prince slowly. Out of worry, none of them moved to meet him. They were still afraid that the blonde would get anxious again.
Once Prompto reached Noctis, he offered him a small smile. He would probably normally flash him a wide grin, but the wear and tear on his body didn't allow him. "I'd hug you, Noct. But I'm dirty as hell." Prompto joked.
The prince was overjoyed to see Prompto come to him. "You know I don't care about that." He said but he didn't make a move to touch Prompto for fear of him remembering the trauma he just went through.
After sensing the lightness in the atmosphere, Gladio once again offered to keep Prompto from being too exposed. "Let me drape this over you, Prom."
Prompto acknowledged the effort this time and thanked Gladio for the nice gesture. He wrapped himself in the thick leather jacket and zipped it up completely. Because of his much smaller build compare to Gladio, Prompto was covered up to his thighs.
"I believe Prompto is in need of a potion or two." Ignis said after clearing his throat. "It would be good to keep away from combat for a while too to replenish our health."
"Sound like a good idea, Prom?" The prince asked.
Prompto let out an uneasy laugh. "Why me?"
Noctis simply stared at his friend. "I just think it should be your call this time."
Prompto pulled at Gladio’s jacket. “Geez…” He looked down as he tried to decide for the team. “I guess it’s better to rest and get our health back first.”
“Then it’s settled.” Ignis smiled. Like the rest of them, he was relieved to see that Prompto was slowly starting to act like his usual self again.
“I also…” Prompto trailed off while fiddling with the cuffs of Gladio’s jacket. He was obviously bothered about something again and that caused the three to tread lightly.
“What’s the matter..?” Noctis egged him on, careful to keep his tone light and not demanding.
“I need a shower.” Prompto admitted, the shame obvious in his features.
The three let out a breath they didn’t realize they were holding. “It’s no problem.” Noctis said afterwards.
“If you are in need of help washing afterwards, don’t think twice about asking for my help.” Ignis said. Behind him, Gladio was near the cell entrance, picking up Prompto’s pants, underwear and boots. Ignis called him over quietly to say that he will be washing Prompto’s clothing for him so Gladio handed them over. Ignis delegated him to carry more important cargo.
“Well, let’s go.” Gladio approached Prompto with a wide grin. “Iggy said we still gotta go look for somewhere ‘appropriate for the circumstances’.”
“Right now?” Prompto’s face contorted to that of embarrassment again. “I…” He looked down as he tried moving and stretching his legs. “I can’t yet.” He said while wincing. The pain there prevented him from standing balanced on his own.
“I’ll carry you.”
Prompto shook his head and blushed.
“It’s not a big deal. My greatsword’s heavier than you are.”
“It’s not that..!” Prompto squeaked. The blonde knew fully well what Gladio could lift. “I’m… dirty.”
“Heck I’m dirty too. I’ve been smashing daemons with my own hands all day since we can’t use the armiger.” Gladio crouched in front of the blonde, showing him his back.
“I…” Prompto couldn’t word it out. He was looking to Noctis for help but he was too ashamed. “There’s blood there… and…” He faltered out of humiliation. “…something else…”
Gladio looked at him with understanding. “It’s fine.”
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It didn't take long for the now-complete royal retinue to find a suitable place for Prompto to recover. Noctis found sleeping quarters previously used by employees in the tower. There were multiple bunk beds there and they chose to push together the beds so they can have Prompto guarded even as they all slept.
Cleaning him up was awkward, but at least Prompto didn't flinch anymore despite being touched by his friends.
Prompto insisted multiple times that he should be the one washing his clothes and that he should also wash Gladio's jacket for dirtying it. Noctis only had to grimace once and Prompto let Ignis do his thing. He wore Ignis' jacket in the meantime.
Sleeping proved to be difficult for Prompto. He only managed to fall asleep next to Noctis and even then, he woke up within a few hours. Tears streaked down his cheeks as he woke up with a start, heart pounding. He dreamed of a reliving of Ardyn's rape and couldn't help but sob into his hands.
The three woke up soon after hearing the broken sound. Even Noctis was up despite how hard it usually is to wake him.
"Hey." Noctis inched closer to Prompto. "We're here." He assured him while rubbing his back.
"Are you in need of anything?" Ignis supplied. "Water?"
Gladio on the other hand stood up to check the doors of the sleeping quarters. Once he was sure that everything was still locked and secure, he went back to bed. "Nothing's gonna come take you, okay?" He said, voice still gravelly from sleep.
"Come on." Noctis draped an arm over his friend to soothe him. "Let's get some more sleep."
Prompto nodded in silence. His heart felt full to burst at his friends' caring treatment of him. He felt a little unworthy.
"Hey, Noct?" Prompto chimed after a while. He wasn't sure the prince was still awake though.
"Mm.." Noctis groaned a bit and shifted his position on the bed before opening his eyes and saying, "yeah?"
Prompto smiled to himself. He knew keeping Noctis awake was no small feat. "I meant to ask when you rescued me back there... sorry this is just important to me." He chuckled before continuing. "Um... were you worried about me?" He asked.
Noctis quirked a brow even though he knew Prompto couldn't see his expression in the dark. "What kind of question is that? Of course I was worried about you." Noctis answered. He didn't even need to think with that one.
"Y-yeah..?" Prompto let out a nervous laugh. "I mean... you came for me after all." Prompto was relieved, giddy even.
"Thank you."
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It’s done. the chocobo is healed
the were you worried about me thing is there because prompto really does ask noctis that after you rescue him. lord, i was reeling with feels when he was being all low self-esteemy
Sorry if this seems rushed T_T
Again OP, thank u so much for the nice comments. :3 this prompt was bomb
OP
Date: 2016-12-30 06:22 pm (UTC)Thank you so, so much for writing this!
Re: OP
Date: 2017-01-02 04:32 pm (UTC)Thank u for this and I thoroughly enjoyed writing it :D
Re: Were you worried about me? (4/4)
Date: 2017-01-02 08:40 pm (UTC)