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#((but srsly I found myself relating to Prompto and I'm actually nervous to play his DLC))
lukissed--a · 7 years
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Prompto Argentum - Final Fantasy XV
((SPOILER WARNING: Seeing as I wrote this as Prompto’s POV of an event that happens late into the game, there are spoilers for the thirteenth chapter of Final Fantasy XV under the cut. If you haven’t played that far and don’t want to get spoiled, feel free to move along.))
The more he talked, the more he wished he could stop. But there was no going back now; he had already granted them access to the control panel. Besides, they deserved to know; friendship was still new territory for them, but keeping secrets wasn’t good, right? 
He always felt like he didn’t belong, and now that he knew what he was…he knew it to be true. And….now they’d know it too.
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As he spoke, he prepared himself for the worst. He didn’t want to lose them; all the laughs they shared, the memories, even the tears…..he hadn’t wanted to let that go. The thought of losing them - the only friends he’s ever known - broke his heart. All he could do was cling to the hope that they wouldn’t; that things would stay the way they were before everything turned to hell.
Prompto would have understood, though. Loneliness was something he was all too familiar with; he knew he’d be heartbroken, but all he had to do was tell himself that he was used to loneliness before. Even though it would be a blatant lie.
So, suffice it to say he was shocked when they accepted him. All of them did. Not even one cruel word hurled at him.
It took everything he had and more not to break into tears. Not out of sorrow or sadness but out of relief. 
Please, please don’t let this be a dream. 
He wouldn’t now, though. Maybe later, when all this was over. He had plenty of time to cry like the loser he was later.
He just didn’t think it would be right back to sorrow until after the fact.
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