A/n: A request from SilcntVoice. Love you all!!! ~✨Celestial✨~ ••••••••••••••• ~3rd Person POV~
"We'll see you guys later. Us girls need to go shopping!" Iris cheers as she grabs (Y/n)'s hand. Prompto watched as his crush stumbled out the door with the younger Amicitia dragging her.
"I swear..." Gladio sighs.
"(Y/n) needs some girl-time. She has been surrounded by only guys for the past few weeks," Noctis said.
"A break from us shall do her well," Ignis concurs.
"Loverboy over here's already moping," Gladio snickers, gesturing to Prompto.
"I-I am not!" Prompto shouts with clenched fists.
"Prom, we already know you like (Y/n). Why not just tell her?" Noctis inquired.
"I've tried, but she thinks I'm just being nice. I even flirted with her and it went over her head!"
"You sure you're doin' it right? (Y/n)'s not a dense girl," Gladio questioned curiously.
"How should I know?! Every time I tell her I like her, she alway says, "I like you, too, Prom." Maybe I do suck at flirting," Prompto pouts.
"Seems you're stuck in the 'friendzone'," Noctis remarks.
"I don't wanna be stuck there. I love her more than a friend!"
"How 'bout you say 'love' instead of 'like'? She probably thinks you're just being nice," the shield states.
Prompto's eyes widen and he smacks himself on the cheeks. "Oh, gods... you're right!"
"A mistranslation on both ends, it seems," Ignis spoke up.
The blonde boy jolted up and prepared to dash out the door. Gladio quickly grabbed the back of his collar and stopped him. "Whoa. Hold on, loverboy. Let (Y/n) spend some time with Iris. She'll be back soon enough."
Prompto groaned and plopped down on the sofa beside Noctis. The prince was smirking from ear to ear at his best friend's struggle. "Man, you must be suffering right now."
"I am! I want to tell (Y/n) that I love her. I just hope she doesn't toss me into the friendzone for the hundredth time this month," he exaggerates.
Noctis patted him on the shoulder. "Nah, you'll get her this time."
-A Few Hours Later-
After exploring Lestallum, the boys wound up back in the Leville lobby. Gladio had texted Iris and learned she and (Y/n) would be back any minute. Prompto paced back and forth nervously, waiting for his crush to return. Hearing her footsteps, he immediately turned to face the girl. "(Y/n), I need-"
When he saw what she was wearing, his cheeks ignited with a deep red and he covered his mouth with his hand.
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"Doesn't she look gorgeous?" Iris smiled, standing next to (Y/n). "I decided to buy her a new outfit. A girl needs to be girly every now and then."
Noctis and Gladio grinned, eyes drawn to Prompto's red cheeks. The prince stood up and elbowed the blonde in the side. "Like the new outfit, Prom?"
A small squeak left the marksman, causing him to press his hand tighter over his mouth. Gladio stood on the other side and slung an arm over the boy's shoulders. "Prom wants to take you out, (Y/n)."
"Really?" Said girl asked with a small tilt of her head. The cute gesture caused Prompto's cheeks to brighten. Gladio noticed and pinched him on the arm. He yelped in pain and stepped away from the brute. Seeing (Y/n) was waiting for an answer, he finally found his voice. "Y-Yeah. W-Would that be okay?"
"Of course, Prom. Wanna head out now?"
Prompto nodded meekly and left the hotel with (Y/n) by his side. He decided to take her to the outlook, knowing it would be the less crowded place in all of Lestallum.
The two stood in awkward silence until (Y/n) spoke up. "What's wrong, Prom? You're usually not this quiet."
Taking a deep breath, Prompto spun to face the girl. "There's something I need to tell you."
(Y/n) sat down on the bench behind her and gave the cameraman her full attention. "You can tell me anything."
It took Prompto a few more seconds for him to build up his courage. He sat down next to (Y/n) and took her hands in his. "(Y/n), I... I love you. I know you'll probably think I'm talking about us being friends, but I want to be much more. All those times I flirted with you, those were times I was trying to convey my feelings to you. I guess I didn't make the message too clear."
"Hold on, Prom. All those times you said you liked me was because you thought of me as more than a friend?" Prompto stares into her (e/c) eyes and nods. (Y/n) sighs, feeling like an airhead. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I thought you were just being nice. All this time and I've been a dense idiot."
"Don't call yourself an idiot, (Y/n). I didn't make it clear and even the guys told me the same thing."
"Can you ask me properly?" She inquired.
Prompto smiled, holding her hands more tightly. "(Y/n), will you be my girlfriend?"
She leaned forward and kissed him gently in response. Prompto reciprocated with the same intensity and fell into the clutches of ecstasy.
After the kiss, (Y/n) pecked him on the nose. "Feel better?"
Prompto sighs in relief, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her body closer to his while they sat on the bench. "Much."
