middleofsomewhere | Mission Five: Conclusion

Mission Five: Conclusion

The Voidtreckers turn the tide, save the day. That isn't to say it is easy or straightforward, the battles are tough but together Red Team prevents the mega weapon getting through, orange team maintain shields, blue team fend off those trying to attack the command centre and purple fight the battle of their lives.

The system is safe and everyone who hasn't already evacuated back to the train using their SCA can gather on the space station again. There is a roar of noise as the Void Trecker Express appears in the hanger once more, noise and wind rushing through their hair it is no mystery why the army here reacted in shock at their initial arrival.

Hitrinto is there, as are many of those the void treckers have met in their week in this system. Here to thank them for their timely rescue and to wave them off.

The voidtreckers as well are reunited, the four teams back as one and it is time to re-board the Voidtrecker Express and move on to the next adventure!

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Prompto busted out laughing. It was such a cute response and so very 'Gladdy'. Was he laughing a little more than he should? Possibly, but part of this was relief that his favorite fellow was okay.

His laughter died down to simply an adoring smile and he shook his head. "It's okay. You're worth it. I'm just glad you're going to be okay." A banged up arm was something that could be healed. A passed out Gladio with blood everywhere had Prompto fearing the worst. Fortunately, he could shove that experience to the back of his mind and never ever ever think of it again.

"I didn't think this braid through. I don't have anything to tie this with." He glanced around the medical room wondering what he could use instead of a ribbon. "How do you feel about dental floss in your hair?" He joked with a snicker.

Gladio was glad he was doing okay as well. It could have been much worse. He'd gotten lucky in a way. But he was more than a little glad to see that Prompto was unhurt. That had been his main concern. If Prompto was alright then that was all that mattered.

Though he was thinking about throwing his thin pillow at his partner now.

"If you put dental floss in my hair I'll be finding a new bed mate." Gladio told him with as serious a look as he could muster. Which wasn't very serious at all, because there was no threat in the words when he knew damn well and good that he would never kick Prompto out of his bed.

Prompto had had a couple minor scratches and bruises, but nothing a potion couldn't fix. The blonde's biggest distress had been the man in the medical bed and that was only slowly subsiding the longer they talked.

That threat just got Prompto laughing and leaning in to kiss him. "Like I'd ever put floss in your gorgeous hair!" He let the end go, knowing it'd slowly unravel but decided that was okay. His voice sobered a bit as he continued to worry. "Do you think they'll let you come back to our room tonight or make you stay here?" He then realized a flaw in that logic. "Maybe you should sleep for a few nights without me so you have room for your arm. I don't want to accidentally press on it."

The kiss was nice. A balm to his battered soul. But then Prompto said something very dumb and Gladio gave him a look to suggest that fact.

"Don't be an idiot, Prom." He said and then went ahead and shuffled back just a bit. Yes it pulled at his shoulder to do so, yes it hurt. But there was something that would hurt much, much more. And that was Prompto being somewhere else.

"Get up here." Gladio held out his good arm, laying it across the cot. The bed wasn't the biggest, but Prompto was pretty damn slim. He could lay across him if needs be and never touch his other shoulder. He just wanted his love in his arms. Wanted to show him he was alright and he didn't have to be afraid of hurting him.

He certainly hadn't brought it up because he wanted Gladio to be anywhere but right next to him. The Shield was his favorite person and he wanted nothing more than to follow him around the train like a pup. He realized that was super clingy and would occasionally go find other things to do to not annoy the large man.

His expression turned sheepish for suggesting something that clearly had been poorly received. Thank the Six Gladio hadn't actually taken offense to it. It meant a lot to him that the other man knew him well enough to know that hadn't been an attempt to put distance between them but just an anxious worry for his own well being.

The order to get close had his lips quickly curling into a grin. He didn't need to be told twice before scrambling onto the bed and snuggling in close. He tried to avoid hurting his shoulder. Settling in happily, with his head on a muscular chest, he hummed a pleased note.

He was quiet for a few moments, before his mind wandered elsewhere and he frowned. "I still feel guilty about kicking Madoka."

Gladio was glad that he didn't have to ask more than once. And was very glad once Prompto was on the bed with him and he was able to curl his arm around his slim form, holding it close to his chest. His eyes closed, head tipping to press his lips to the side of Prompto's head in a gentle kiss. Just having him there he could feel himself relaxing.

Soothingly he ran his hand up and down Prompto's back. Though his hand stilled when the blonde spoke. "... You kicked Madoka?"

It felt really nice to have the strong, powerful arms holding him so gently. He needed to share the wealthy sometime and be the one holding his sweetheart too, but for now he was going to selfishly indulge. It helped him face the topic he'd just brought up too, which he sadly needed.

"Yeah.. it wasn't because I wanted to hurt her though. We just got caught in that ambush and the guy had a gun. I wasn't sure what to do but they were going to stuff us in a closet and shoot us. So.. I kicked her legs out from under her to get her to out of his grip. I don't know, it could've gone really badly but it worked. They were too surprised to do much of anything. Iggy gave her a potion, but I still feel bad."

Gladio gave an abrupt laugh that he tried to silence as soon as the sudden burst left him. He would have covered his mouth if he'd had a hand three, but without, he was stuck biting a lip. Because no, that wasn't funny at all. That must have been so scary! But... at the same time it was a little bit funny...

"That... was very risky..." Gladio said then, trying very hard to look serious. Once the urge to laugh passed, he was able to just smile. "Was she alright? You got the guy right?"

Somehow the laugh made Prompto feel a little better. He wasn't sure what it meant, but obviously Gladio wasn't mad at him for what he'd done. Although it was possible he thought it was stupid..

"It was," he agreed with a nod. He tilted his head to the side, as if he looked at Gladio just right, he might figure out what he was thinking. "Yeah, she had on the back of her legs but I got them before they could react. Do you think that was really stupid?"

"I don't think it was stupid." Gladio reassured and followed it up by leaning his head down to press a soft kiss to Prompto's lips. "You did what you had to do to protect Madoka. She's safe and alive because of you. It's unfortunate... but sometimes in saving someone we can't avoid hurting them a little. But given the alternative, a few bruises over being death is a small price to pay."

Prompto's worries slipped away and he smiled as he was kissed. "Thank you. That really helps." He relaxed, glad he didn't have to keep second guessing himself If Gladio said he'd done well and Iggy said he'd protected Madoka correctly, then he must've done something right.

He let out a little laugh. "You know, she really is like his daughter. When I got her back to Iggy she was so concerned about me that she kept telling Iggy I'd done well. It.. It reminded me of something Iggy would've done for Noct."

"Maybe..." Gladio closed his eyes and curled his arm around Prompto a little more, holding the blonde tighter to himself. Madoka was sweet, but she struggled to think about herself, struggled to put herself before anyone else. He supposed that was like Ignis. Though unlike Madoka, it came off sometimes frustrating when it came from Ignis. "She's a good girl. But why would she be worried about you, love? You said you were fine...?"

"Oh.. uh.. I was physically. I just.. I was tripping over getting her hurt so I was, you know, stressing." In other words, totally freaking out. He was convinced Ignis was going to skin him and make him an apron.

He pressed his face against Gladio's chest, partially hiding it. "He also wanted me to report to Tony what had happened. I didn't want to do that."

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