and stay away im hearing

“Just die already!” The prince screamed, raising himself up on his knees before slamming down on his throat once more.Prompto gasped, tears springing to his eyes as he struggled against Noct’s weight with a bit more force, screams for help dying as harsh whispers of his friends' names. He knew they had phoenix downs, knew that Noctis would have snapped out of it before he became unrevivable.If they wanted to revive him, if they considered him worth something as expensive as a ‘down. Some part of him was sure they wouldn’t, that he wouldn’t be worth the trouble of taking on hunts to replace it, that Ignis and Gladio would consider it a shame but help usher Noct away as he was left to rot.or, a quick little ficlet done in one night because I accidentally missed a day of writing and this is the punishment I set up for myself lol