Game Inbox - Duplicity

[nocts]

CHARACTER CONTACT ACTION / TEXT / VIDEO / VOICE Noctis here. Got a voice message? Leave it after signal.
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[burstmodes]

[ this is it. this is how things get ruined.

prompto had never thought this would happen to them. he'd never thought this would be them in a thousand lifetimes. he can't shake the feeling that overtakes him as noct sobs and apologizes and refuses to give him what he wants, and it's like hitting the nail on the head of the last one in the coffin. he's starting to hyperventilate, glad that there's no one around to see this and even more glad to hear the rush of the waves around them. but it's too loud, and he's terrified. he's so scared, and he's shaking, his fingers squeezing the fabric of noct's shirt so hard that his knuckles are white.

what does he do? he tries to search noct's face, but he can't see it from the way he's got his head lowered. what should he do? he's trapped. he can't. he needs to just go.

prompto loosens his grip for only a fraction of a second, and then, he's shoving noct away. he's pushing him back with enough force to leave them both unsteady, and the tremor that overtakes him is full-bodied, panting and crying and unable to understand what's happening. ]

I'm sorry. [ shit. this is so fucked up. he's never been this scared of anything in his life, and for a split second, he grabs at his wrist and digs his fingers into the barcode covered over by his wristband until the pain is greater than the heavy pound of his chest. ] I'm sorry.

[ and because he's out of options, he just turns and starts to run without another word. ]