A King and his lover ||Promptis|| Closed
He sighed and pressed his fingers to the bridge of his temple. “What? Of course I do! I didn’t just sleep with you because I wanted somethin’… I just… I’m scared! Now you’re King…” In truth, Prompto was terrified. Terrified that now his lover was King, he wouldn’t want him anymore. He hung out on the balcony for a while, allowing himself to sob.
After a few moments, he got his act together, wiped his eyes and stepped onto the stage beside the King, prepared to protect him if anything were to happen.
The soon to be king stood at the top of the steps, Getting a glance of Prompto stood on the other side, as his guard he needed to be there to protect him, yet he coudln’t help but dart a look at him, not a nice one at that. The minister spoke, reading a few verses, mourning the death of his father but welcoming new life, a new change into the kingdom. It was a lengthy process as Noctis made his vows to protect everyone as well as giving his own speech, though his mind couldn’t focus. It was stuck on Prompto. Deep down his heart was sinking, but he had to pull a brave face. When the cermoney was over and Noctis was crowned king he swiftly exited after thanking everyone, sure to not stop by prompto’s side as he rushed to the gardens to smoke.
