Final Fantasy XV Oneshots

Self Confidence Problems Prompto x Reader

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Prompto was staring at you with concern in his eyes watching you pick at your food. Ignis had cooked a new recipe which to everyone including the blonde himself, tasted amazing as always.

You agreed as well yet you only had a couple of bites and were just mostly fidgeting with the meal. You were just spreading it out across your plate and occasionally taking taking tiny little bites. 

Other than Prompto, Ignis seemed to catch on as well.

"Is something wrong with your meal (Name)?" Ignis asked.

"Hm? Oh, yes it's very good!" You commented with an empty smile.

"You only had taken a few bites." Ignis commented.

"I'm just not really hungry." You shrugged.

"Alright." Ignis sighed before continuing to eat.

Prompto meanwhile was unconvinced, he knew you from ever since you were just beginning to walk and he knew something was up.

Eventually you excused yourself and placed your plate down on your seat before walking off.

You always did that and then came back half an hour later when Ignis would throw the food out for the wild.

"Are you sure your alright? You've been acting indifferent lately." The advisor said concerned.

"God I'm fine Iggy! Okay! Stop smotherthing me!" You shouted before storming off.

"Is she PMSing?" Noctis asked one of his cheeks full of Ignis's cooking.

"Probably not, if she was she'd have thrown her fork at someone." Gladio snorted.

"Then why is she so grouchy lately? And always leaving for the woods?" Noctis questioned.

"I'm gonna go make sure she's alright." Prompto said out loud.

The remaining three members watched as the blonde disappeared into the woods as well.

"I'll raise the bet to $45." Gladio said as soon as the blonde was out of hearing range.

Meanwhile, Prompto had finally found you. You were sitting on a log your face in your hands. When he accidentally stepped on a branch when he looked up there was a floating sword pointing only inches away from inbetween his eyes.

He let out a delayed squeak and raised his hands.

"Its just me! It's just Prompto! Ya know, your friend?"

"Go away." You growled.

"(Name), everyone's concerned about you!" Prompto said, his voice sad.

"I'm fine! Okay?!" You said standing up and facing him.

You crosses your arms in front of your chest and the blonde couldn't help but notice that your hoodie you liked to wear a lot lately was baggier than usual.

"(Name), your not okay. I can tell." The blonde sighed.

You seemed to tense up and Prompto felt even more concerned.

"I'm just tired. Lets head back, I wanna get some sleep." You said changing the topic.

The sword disappeared in thin air and Prompto sighed deciding not to push it. He walked with you back to the camp silently which was so unlike you.