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Hello, could I request Prompto reacting to finding out someone has a major crush on him and they confess to him? Thank you v much (◕ᴗ◕✿)

“I’d like to think that I might have had a crush on Prompto back when High School Crushes was a thing for me. I’d never act on it cause all through High School I was more focused on myself and how much I had a hatred for being awake at 5am.

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“Really, for me?”

Prompto was super confused when he stepped into Noctis’s apartment and found that he had mail. There were times that he would have packages delivered to Noctis’s apartment rather than his own house due to worry of it being left in the rain or picked up by someone other. But even in those times, he used the alias that Noctis would use when having mail delivered. So to find an envelope actually addressed to himself, his first and last name was kind of strange.

“Had to stop, Specs from opening it,” Noctis stated looking to the man holding the envelope towards the blonde.

“I had to ensure that it wouldn’t put you in danger Noct.”

Prompto took the letter, it didn’t look any different than normal mail. Standard envelope, it didn’t have a return address, nor did it have a stamp. Shrugging it off he placed down his bag, before opening it.

The first thing he realized was that it was super cute! The stationary was that of a Moogle riding a Chocobo with cute little flowers all over a pale yellow background. His eyes scan the letter first, picking up the words: “Sorry” “Amazing” and “Sunshine.” The message wasn’t long and the handwriting was rather cute.

“So what is it?” Gladiolus asked.

Prompto stared at the letter again, reading it twice, and by the third time his face had become bright red.

“Prompto is everything all right?” Ignis inquired.

Prompto turned towards the others his voice a soft squeak, “It’s a love letter.”

“A love letter? Let me see.” Gladiolus called holding out his hand, only to have the blonde snatch it away.

“No!” Prompto called a little louder than he had liked.

The others were used to getting love letters and fan mail. Hell on Valentine’s Day he nearly fell over all the letters in Noctis apartment to the Prince alone. Add Gladiolus, Ignis, and himself to the mix and he had enough candy to last him until the following Valentine’s Day.

“…to…Ompto…”

“Here let me. Hey Chocobo-butt!”

“My hair does not look like a Chocobo-butt!” Prompto called automatically, only to find the others staring at him. “What?”

“You gonna let us see?” Noctis chuckled.

Prompto looked to the letter in hand, then back to the others, “No, it’s kind of personal.”

“Personal, why they send pictures?” Gladiolus smirked.

Ignis sighed adjusting his glasses, “Only you receive those.”

“I don’t ask for them.”

Prompto stopped paying attention as he looked to the letter again, he normally didn’t have any trouble sharing these kinds of things as they all got them, but this felt so personal. Most of the ones he read were very generic, mostly store-bought. Being the Prince’s friend for so long he became quickly aware of the ones that were attempting to use him to get in good with the Prince or Royal family. This one was so thought out and personal as if this person really did know him.

He looked to the bottom of the page, “I wanted to tell you everything face to face, I’ll be waiting until 5:15 near the Chocobo topiary in the park until it’s final race.”

He blinked, topiary? Only for the flash of the large plant in the shape of the bird flashed across his mind. He jogged by it every morning for the past week when they put it up for the Flower Festival each year which lasted about two weeks.

“Hey, how long has the Flower Festival going on?” He suddenly asked.

Ignis turned from the conversation with Gladiolus, “I believe we are in the second week, why?”

Pulling out his phone, Prompto found the time of 4:58 staring at him, it normally took about 20 minutes from Noctis’s place to get there, if he ran he’d just might make it. Without a second thought, he dashed out the apartment ignoring the calls from the others the letter clenched tightly in his hand.

He figured running through the park might have been easier, but wasn’t expecting all the people to be there. But considering that it was one of the more popular festivals. He apologized to all the shoulders he had bumped into and tried to take the more empty walkways but people just wouldn’t get out the way. If he could get to the garden where the topiaries were then maybe it would be a little more empty seeing that most people seemed to be going after the food and merchandise than actually looking at the works of art.

He had just rounded the corner, his bangs sticking to his face. He knew that his face must have gotten the annoying red that happened when he pushed himself too hard, and he was sweating. But still, he refused to give his legs a moment to rest, no matter how much they felt like jelly.

He bypassed the large flower behemoth, the smaller white moogles made some white flowers, around the cataurs of ivy. He was used to seeing the Chocobo f when he jogged, but seeing that he came from the other end of the park he founded himself a little lost.

Still, he clenched the letter tight and sprinted forwards. He got lost a few times but eventually, the large bird came into view. He slowed into a jog, looking around for anyone, but the few people that were there were either older, or couples and they were quickly making there way back to the other parts of the Festival. He stopped underneath the bird, figuring that this might be the best place for the person to find him, but no matter which way he turned he found himself growing further and further alone.

He pulled out his phone from his pocket, 5:29. He was late, way too late. Hunching over he placed his hands to his knees giving a heavy wheeze, trying to tell himself that the tears in his eyes were from exhaustion and not frustration

He would just head home.

He managed to catch his breath, lifting his head as he wiped his face with the palm of his hands. Hopefully, people figured that his red face was more from his run rather than his crying. He turned to head back to Noctis’s when he heard it, it was so soft that almost completely missed it.

Turning he found someone standing there. Eyes met, as a small smile came across her face only to quickly looked away embarrassed before looking back towards the blonde from beyond eyelashes.

“You…you came.”

Prompto swallowed, his mouth dry as he gave a soft nod. Even if he could speak he wasn’t certain of what he would say he was speechless. His knees felt so weak, and the butterflies in his stomach were going nonstop. He took a step forward only to find his knees given out.

“Oh my!”

He looked up finding her bracing himself, moving his over to a bench to sit. So lost for words, she was so beautiful up close, and her perfume smelled more wonderful that any of the flowers. Soft fingers touched his bare arms as she got him situated on the bench before dashing off.

He was certain of how long he sat there waiting for the beauty to return, only to look up as he heard heels against the cobblestone that made up the path. Find her racing back holding two bottles of water. Kneeling down before him as she unscrewed the cap before holding it towards him.

“Here.”

A shaking hand took it, his fingers lingering just a moment longer than need be just to feel that soft skin again. Before pulling the bottle to his lips.

“Are you all right?”

Prompto found himself staring as she spoke again. There was no way someone this pretty, nice, and pure had a crush on him. Would even think to write him a love note! He had to have passed out from running and this was a dream.

“Beautiful.”

He watched as she let out an embarrassed gasp, he wasn’t even aware that he had said anything until she let out that adorable squeal.

“I…I waited a little longer today, something told me to.” She muttered weakly, as she sat down beside him on the bench. “I didn’t think that you would come, I mean why would you?”

Prompto held up the letter that had gotten a little wrinkled from how hard he had gripped it. “I got your letter.” He replied, realizing how silly he sounded the moment it came from his lips. “I just didn’t want you to feel like I was ignoring you.”

She shook her head stilling looking down at her shoes, “No, I figured I’d get lost in the sea of mail you must get.”

Prompto chuckled, unable to stop the embarrassing words from coming out, “Your’s meant more.”

She giggled turning her head to hide her embarrassment, “I find that hard to believe.”

“No, really.” He replied, wanting to quickly stop the strange silence that came between them. “Did I have you wait long?”

“I’ve been coming every day.” She replied, “I figured giving myself a timeframe, and then maybe I could get over it.”

“Get over what?”

She clenched her dress between her fingers, as she whispered softly, but Prompto swore he heard the word ‘Crush’.

“So there was something you wanted to tell me face to face?” He asked, only to watch as she jumped, her face flush. He immediately wished that he could have taken the words back, Ignis always said he had no tack. “I mean if…”

She stood up quickly turning to face him, “I like you! Like a lot! More than a lot!” She called, before quickly turning around her back to him, “I know it’s strange to say that to a stranger, but I’ve seen you, and your smart and handsome and I want to get to know you, the real you and not just this crush in my head or the words in a magazine. I want to know the real Prompto if you’d let me.”

Prompto stood up reached out taking her hand, before he realized what he himself was doing, “I’d like that too.”

A huge smile bloomed over her face as she opened her mouth to retort only instead they both heard a call of Prompto’s name.

The both of them turned as they saw Noctis, Ignis, and Gladiolus running up to them. She when to pull her hand away, yet Prompto held it firm.

“There you are, what the hell was that about?” Noctis asked, a hat on his head supposedly hiding his identity.

Ignis was the first to notice the person holding Prompto’s hand, hiding slightly behind the blonde.

“Gonna introduce us to your new friend?” Gladiolus chuckled. “Considering that you had us run after you.”

Prompto glanced over his shoulder as he gave a soft smile, watching as she shuffled around to the side of the blonde, “It’s fine.” He whispered with a soft squeeze of the hand, despite the fact that he wasn’t sure how to exactly answer that you were the one that had written his first love letter. “This is…”

“Y/N.” She offered, “My name is, Y/N.”

#prompto argentum #prompto argentum x reader #this is so cute

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