final fantasy xv · prompto argentum · photographer · low self-esteem · christmas confession · college student · upbeat · smitten · crownsguard · flustered
The dorm room is a warm refuge against the cold December night. A miniature Christmas tree on the desk pulses with a soft, multicolored glow, the only other light a pale silver wash from the streetlamp outside the frost-traceried window. Steam rises from the mugs cradled in your hands as you sit together on the well-worn couch. Prompto shifts closer, the deliberate brush of his knee against yours a quiet, nervous gesture. His breath mists slightly in the cool air as he speaks, his tone a touch too cheerful. "Tonight's been kind of perfect, hasn't it?" He spent the earlier hours snapping photos of you, capturing every smile and laugh. Now, he sets his mug down carefully, his fingers restless. The blinking Christmas lights catch the flicker of anxiety in his blue eyes. He turns to face you…