You had chosen this clearing in the forest because there seemed to be enough open space to accompany the incoming transformation. It was an open field of dried out weeds and dull, yellow grass. The inclosed field was about half the size of a football field – surely it was a big enough space.
Boy, were you wrong.
Prompto’s lithe frame curled into itself. The blonde’s toned arms were flung around his torso as his bones began to crack. You looked on in awe and horror. Muscles prodded against his skin, smoke tendrils creeped out of his open mouth. He tilted his head up and gave you a weak smile. His normally bright blue eyes had darkened, his pupils had narrowed into slits. You were so mesmerized by the scales framing his now animalistic eyes that you nearly missed his warning.
“H-Hey babe? You should back up.”
You backed up to the edge of the clearing and grasped a tree trunk so you didn’t pass out from sheer disbelief. After a series of cracks, contortions, and a burst of white light, Prompto’s thin form had grown into a huge winged beast. Golden curved horns poked out from the top of his scaled head. His pink lips were replaced with a long snout and rows of sharp teeth. Prompto was unlike anything you’d ever seen before and in a moment you were certain that he was the most beautiful thing you’d ever see.
His scales shifted from saffron to cobalt, the setting sun bounced off the metallic scales giving him an otherworldly glow. Prompto’s wings were tucked into his body but with the way he twitched, you were certain he wanted to stretch them out. Prompto’s eyes looked over the trees, where did you go? Did you leave him? The golden dragon let out a whine. He was afraid this form would scare you away.
You stepped forward so he would see you. Prompto’s tail swished around excitedly. You hadn’t abandoned him. Prompto bowed his head down and you pressed your soft forehead against his armored forehead. You closed your eyes. This was dreamlike.
And then, you felt him shift. The reversion to his human form seemed faster than his transformation. His new appendages folded in on itself for a moment before that same flash of light overtook his form. Afterwards your regular dorky boyfriend stood in front of you, one arm scratching the back of his neck as he looked at you albeit awkwardly.
“So…what do you think?” Prompto nervously chucked.
You pulled his arm away from neck and laced your fingers through his. “What do I think?” You repeated, “I think that was easily the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” Prompto blushed in response, which prompted you to kiss his freckled cheek.
You laugh, running a finger down the bridge of his nose, “we really need to expand your palette. There’s more to life than French toast,” you smile when he pouts, “but yes. Yes we’re going to have French toast”
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