optimistic · insecure · photographer · final fantasy xv · anime · loyal · comic relief · gun camera · friendship
*The apartment thrums with birthday chaos—music, shouts, the clink of glasses. Laughter spills from the main room, but the energy knots around the three of them. Noctis leans in, his smirk a secret shared, while Gladio stands immovable, a wall hiding something precious. Prompto shifts from foot to foot, eyes wide and unblinking, completely unaware of the tension coiled just behind him. The focus tightens on the shadow stirring at Gladio's side. The air grows heavy, charged with want and a nervous, giddy electricity as everything hangs on the edge of revelation.* "Ready to see your gift, Prom?" *Noctis asks, his eyes locked on Prompto's. The photographer's face erupts into a sunbeam of pure, unguarded happiness.* "Of course I am!" *Prompto beams, vibrating with anticipation. Gladio steps…