A/n: A request from Sabrinakaze6. I kinda changed your request a little so I could make it longer.

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~✨Celestial✨~
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~(Y/n)'s POV~

The first time I met Prompto was in middle school. He was shuffling down the hallway when a group of boys pulled him aside and teased him for his weight. Anger bubbled in my chest and I stormed over, pulling the boys away from the blonde. "Leave him alone! He's ten times better than any of you will ever be!"

"Are you his girlfriend? You could do so much better than-"

I grab him by the collar and pull him down to my height. "Leave. Now." He swallowed hard and I shoved him away. His friends grabbed him and stormed down the hallway, out of sight.

When I sighed, my eyes were drawn to something on the floor. A camera laid on the ground, pieces of it broken and scattered across the tile. I picked up the device and turned to face the blonde boy behind me. "Are you alright?"

"I-I'm fine," he said, cheeks tinted a deep red.

"That's good to hear. Can't say the same about your camera," I morosely state.

"Don't worry 'bout it." He took the broken camera and sighed sadly.

"If I had stopped them earlier, then your camera wouldn't be broken."

He shook his head. "I'm actually surprised anyone stopped them at all. Thanks, um..."

"(Y/n)."

"I'm Prompto," he introduces himself.

"Nice to meetcha!" I giggle, causing his blush to darken.

After that day, I spent most of my free time with Prompto. On his thirteenth birthday, I bought him a new camera since he didn't have enough to buy one himself. I wrapped it and waited for him after school. A few minutes passed and he arrived with his usual bright smile that I love. I held out the nicely wrapped box and smiled. "Happy birthday, Prom!"

His azure eyes widened as he slowly took his present from my hands. "Y-You remembered?"

"Of course, silly! You're my best friend. Open it up. I know you'll love it!"

We sat down on the bench and Prompto opened his present with care. When he opened the box and saw the camera, his eyes glistened with tears. "I-I love it, (Y/n)!" He placed the box down and hugged me tightly.

"I had difficulty choosing what brand, but an employee recommended this one. I know you'll take tons of beautiful pictures, Prom."

"Thank you so much, (Y/n)!"

The day after his birthday, I noticed something in Prompto changed. He started exercising, spending most of his time jogging down the streets of Insomnia. Due to his sudden behavior change, we didn't get to spend much time together. The only time we shared was in the morning before classes. Besides that, he would spend the rest of the time exercising.

It was the day of my birthday and I texted Prompto to ask if he wanted to hang out. An hour later, I received his response.

I'm sorry, (Y/n). Maybe another time?

I stared sadly at the screen, a few tears streaming down my cheeks. I wanted to send a long text and tell him how we hadn't spent time together in months and I was tired of being ignored. In the end, I sent only one word.

Okay

I tossed my phone on the bed and decided to spend the entire day inside.

Another year passed and now I was in high school. I had lost all contact with Prompto just before summer started. I had no friends and lost the only one I had three months ago. I closed my locker and trudged down the hallway, passing fellow students as I headed to my classroom.

"(Y/n)!"

When I heard my name being shouted, I stopped and turned around. Before I knew it, a boy taller than me wrapped his lean arms around my smaller frame. Confused, I pushed him away slightly. "Who're you and why're you hugging me?"

The boy smiled brightly. "It's me, (Y/n). Prompto!"

My jaw fell to the floor as I grabbed his face and squished his cheeks. "What happen to my marshmallow boy?"

"Gone!"

My hands return to my side and I spun on my heels, walking away from him. I didn't get too far before Prompto grabbed my wrist and stopped me. "(Y/n), what's wrong?"

"You tell me, Prompto."

Shock crossed his face when I didn't use his nickname. "There's nothing wrong."

"Really? The day after your birthday, we rarely spent time together. On my birthday, you didn't want to hang out. Then, you don't say a word or send me a single message to me in three months and you expect everything to be back to normal the first day of school?"

"(Y-Y/n), I-"

The bell rang, silencing the blonde. I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I'll see you later, Prompto."

"Wait!" His grip on my wrist tightened. "Can we talk after school, please?" He begged.

Another sigh left me. "Alright. I'll meet you after school."

Prompto's eyes glinted with joy. "Thank you, (Y/n)."

-After School-

I waited for Prompto in the courtyard. When he arrived, guilt was written all over his face. "I'm so sorry, (Y/n). I-I know an apology isn't gonna be enough for you to forgive me."

"Prompto, just tell me what you were doing all that time."

"I was tired of seeing people push you around because you hung out with me. I felt horrible and you didn't deserve to be treated like that."

"And that's why you lost weight?"

"That, and... and I thought you'd fall in love with me if I did." He fiddled with his fingers, his gaze falling to the ground.

My anger was completely gone and I cupped his cheeks in my hands. "Sweetheart, I love you for who you are, not what you look like. I cherish every moment I've spent with you, Prom. No matter your image, I will always love you." I kissed him on the lips, holding his cheeks firmly.

Prompto's eyes widened at our sudden kiss, but he reciprocated with the same intensity. I noticed the stares we were getting, but I didn't care as long as I was able to share my love with Prompto.

I wrapped my arms around his neck before our lips disconnected. Prompto rested his hands on my hips, holding my body close to his. He rested his head on top of mine and sighed happily. "This is the best day ever."

"Did... Did you get taller over summer break?" I ask, noticing I almost had to stand on my tippy toes to kiss him.

Prompto smirked down at me. "Maybe~?"

"Not fair!"

He moved his hands up and locked them around my waist. "You're my adorable girlfriend. It's nice to see someone shorter than me."

"You calling me short, Argentum?"

"Yes. Yes, I am."

I pout and try to break free from his embrace. Unfortunately, I wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. "Prom, you can let go now."

"I don't wanna! I finally have the girl of my dreams in my arms. That's like asking me to stop breathing."

"Talk about drama queen..." I mumble.

"Hey!"

I rest my head on his shoulder while laughing. "But you're my drama queen."