The Flowers Between Us

by Riku Kingdom Hearts

What happens when both Noctis and Prompto have feelings for one another but won't admit it? What happens when both of them have this love but assume the other won't feel the same? How will these two clueless boys survive pining for one another when they both start coughing up flowers? Only time will tell.

6. Chapter 6

Prompto sat in his bathroom, his back up against the wall. He had already suffered fits three times that day, each of them making him throw up many petals. Now he was too afraid to leave the bathroom, too afraid that he would step outside and have another spasm attack.

He especially didn't want to head out and meet Noctis now. It was beginning to get to the point that he was risking it too much. Noctis had nearly walked in on him coughing up the roses and he had to pass it off as a possible winter cold. He pleaded each time that Noctis wouldn't find a stray petal that he had neglected to throw away. He pleaded that Noctis would never visit at the moment he was having involuntary convulsions that made him throw up roses.

Prompto wiped away the tears from his eyes, trying his best not to break down into a sobbing mess. He was already so shaken from before he knew that he wouldn't be able to handle much more for the day. He already felt bad that he had to call off hanging out with Noctis for the evening. He had coughed up petals three times already, three times! One may say three times and that would be it, but Prompto feared it just meant it would be prone to happen even more, especially if he was around Noctis.

When he was around Noctis he let his thoughts get the better of him most times. He thought back to that one day where he was brushing his hand through Noctis's hair. The urge to do intimate things was hard but he was able to retain himself.

Well restrain himself physically, mentally was a different story. He hated to admit it but he did let his fantasies get the better of him most days. The thought of running his hand along Noctis's face, which was no doubt soft, came to mind often. Then there was actually going a step further and wondering what it was like to kiss Noctis. To have his lips against his own.

Prompto sighed at the daydream, knowing it was nothing more than just that. He couldn't change the way he knew Noctis felt. There was no point in even expressing these feelings to Noctis as it would only end in an awkward heartbreak. He would just make Noctis feel awkward and then they wouldn't be friends anymore, and Prompto would then be left alone to suffocate with his broken heart. He was already suffering alone, but at least Noctis didn't know that. As long as Noctis never knew, it wouldn't be as bad as Prompto thought it could be.