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Wish Upon A Star (Prompto x Reader)

🌹 Hi everyone. This is a little different than normal, but I hope you can still get something from it… I’ve been thinking a lot about love lately, maybe a little bit too much, lol. 😁🌹

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WARNING – Hopelessness & (Slight) Weight/Body Image.

Wish Upon A Star…

Not one night went by without Prompto staring at the sky. Never in his life had he felt so alone. He hoped to find someone someday who would look at him as if they couldn’t live without him. Someone who cared. Someone who mattered.

The child in him still lay awake craving a loving embrace. A pair of arms to hold him and a voice to tell him he was going to be ok. More often than not, he would sit awake all night staring at the stars, searching the universe for answers. But, nothing had happened. Nothing had changed. And he was starting to believe that nothing every would.

Young Prompto would close his eyes and pray every morning when he would wake up. “This will be the day that my life changes.”

In the evening, he would return his glasses to his bedside cabinet, often wiping tears from his eyes before getting in to bed. Some nights, he would be sobbing for hours, collecting tears on his pillowcase only to get up in the morning, and the world would know nothing about it.

For  while, he believed it was because he was overweight. “Maybe if I lose weight, people will like me.”

But… That was not quite true. And deep down, he knew it.

~~~~~

10 Years Later.

There was something about the air that night that felt strange. It was tainted, riddled almost with a sense of possibility.

Prompto opened his weary eyes to a sea of stars, all beaming down at him from way up there. He smiled. It looked so beautiful. He thought about how every one of those starts had its own story and how none of them would ever be the same. He sighed, watching as they glistened against the backdrop of the velvet sky.

It was then that something rather peculiar happened. From the moon, a single bolt of awesome light guided across the sky, catching Prompto’s eye immediately. He stood up, watching it intently

“PLEASE!” He screamed towards he sky. “Please! I don’t want to do this alone anymore!” And the tears started pouring once more. This time, an emotion so intense came over him. It was as if he could feel his heart breaking…

~~~~~

A month had past and Prompto found himself becoming more numb as the days went by. He sat on a bench near the ocean watching the world go by. It was peaceful by the sea, the way it washed over the shore and then went back out again provided him a momentary comfort.

He glanced up, something glittering caught his attention. And in that moment, his world stopped turning.

Before him stood a woman, bathed in the rays of the sun, eyes glistening like stars, looking out over the water. And it turns out that woman was you. Your eyes meet as you turn around, and he looks at you like you’re the only girl in the world.

A few gentle smiles are exchanged and every Saturday night, you wait at the bench. Sure enough he turns up. You sit and talk for hours and hours about life and the universe and how you both came to be at the exact same spot near the beach. You’d both laugh and laugh about some of the stupidest things and then the conversation turned to fate.

You had also been feeling lost, numbed even by the world and felt drawn to the ocean at the same time he had. Prompto couldn’t believe it, and neither could you.

He touched your hand, and slowly your fingers interlocked.

~~~~~

6 Months Later

You climb into bed next to him, pulling the sheets over you both. He looks at you for a few minutes as your eyes become heavy.

“Goodnight,” you say, kissing his forehead.

“Goodnight.” He replies, watching you turn over to face the other way.

Prompto looked up and out of the window, admiring the stars in the sky and smiled.

“Thank you.” He whispers, a tear streaking his cheek. You hear a tiny whimper and turn back over to see him beaming at you, tears of joy and thankfulness falling from his eyes. “I love you,” he says, “and I never want to be without you again.”

“I love you more,” you reply smoothing his hair over his ear, “and everything is going to be alright…”

~~~~~

Far away, in the atmosphere, a tiny ball of blazing light shot across the sky, shining bright over the world that night. “You’re welcome, dearest Prompto…” it whispered…

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