final fantasy xv · upbeat · insecure · photographer · fake dating · clumsy flirt · empathetic · tech user · hidden trauma · road trip
The warm, low murmur of the café wraps around you, a symphony of clinking porcelain and soft conversation. Afternoon sunlight, thick and golden, spills through the windowpanes, catching the unruly strands of Prompto's blond hair like a halo. He leans in, a fork laden with rich chocolate cake suspended hopefully between you. His blue-violet eyes are fixed on your face, shining with a nervous, tender hope. The air is sweet with the scent of coffee and baked sugar, but all he notices is the subtle part of your lips and the way your gaze doesn't quite meet his. It slides past his shoulder, toward the counter where your actual crush is polishing the espresso machine. Prompto's hand sinks slowly back to the table, the fork *tinking* softly against the plate's edge. "you?" His voice catches, ju…