Tearing up (Patreon)

'Prompto, dinner is ready'

He's trying to bite back the sobs

"Are you seriously crying?"

"We're all sore, don't be a wuss"

"Gladiolus, if you don't have anything helpful to say, perhaps you should refrain from saying anything at all."

'Maybe a bath will help you feel a bit better?'

Prom just falls against him

ignis is realising this isnt simple muscle aches

Prompto's apologising for crying

but it is burning him from the inside out

Ignis can smell the infection once he pulls up the shirt

Once Ignis has dealt with the pain Porm lets himself deflate and pass out/doze off

he's going to give Prompto a webpage to read after on septicemia

To scare the bejeezus out of him

so he doesnt hide it again

Boy does Gladio feel like a dick as Noct hovers worriedly in the doorway