Vanidicus -Vani for short- is her name. Prompto doesn't know her when she first joins the photography club, but she makes a beeline for him and starts talking to him. It's nice, Prompto won't lie. Even now that he's slim and arguably more attractive than in middle school, he still doesn't socialize much. So for a pretty girl to approach him is a step he's never taken.
He flashes her his best smile like his camera flashes when he takes pictures of her laughing. ...-...-...-... Vani is pretty, and she knows it. In the month they've known each other, Prompto has seen her be asked out by boys and girls alike, only for her to turn them down without hesitation. When Prompto asks her about it, she only stares at him.
"It's because there's only one guy for me, and I already know it."
Prompto's heart jumps in his throat, and he knows he's red all over. ...-...-...-... Vani is always there these days when he goes out with Noct. These feel like the weirdest outings, because suddenly, she's livelier than ever, talking about herself and asking about Noct and orbiting around him like he's the sun to her moon. Noct doesn't speak much, but when Prompto tries to integrate in the conversation, too, Vani usually looks back to Noctis for an answer she won't get.
After they leave, Vani suggests they hang out with Noctis more often.
(Prompto doesn't tell her about his outings with Noct anymore). ...-...-...-... It takes three months for Prompto to make a move. Three months of their relationship being undefined and weird, of Vani referring to themselves as friends and hanging out with him avidly as if she has nothing else to do. Prompto's own insecurities don't miss the opportunity to take a few stabs at him, and it takes him a long time to work up the courage to even believe that they could work together.
He tells her to meet him at the school gates after class, tells her he's got something really important to ask her. He fidgets the entire time, and almost chickens out when she arrives.
"Hey Prom!" she smiles, not noticing his nervousness. "What's up? Are we going somewhere today? With Noct?"
That should have been the last nail in his coffin but Prompto wants to believe he doesn't belong six feet underground. So he steps forward, and takes her hand, the largest feat of courage he's ever performed in his life.
"Vani... Will you be my girlfriend?"
She pulls her hand away immediately. Breath leaves his body as if the gravedigger has thrown his first shovel-full of dirt right onto his chest.
"No way. I thought you'd already realized. Prince Noctis is the one I like, not you."
Prompto doesn't realize he's crying until she sighs, weakly apologizes, and leaves him behind.
He numbly walks home, figuring that he should've seen it coming from the start.
[Fill 1/2] Any/Prompto or Gen, Prompto gets rejected + comfort
He flashes her his best smile like his camera flashes when he takes pictures of her laughing.
...-...-...-...
Vani is pretty, and she knows it. In the month they've known each other, Prompto has seen her be asked out by boys and girls alike, only for her to turn them down without hesitation. When Prompto asks her about it, she only stares at him.
"It's because there's only one guy for me, and I already know it."
Prompto's heart jumps in his throat, and he knows he's red all over.
...-...-...-...
Vani is always there these days when he goes out with Noct. These feel like the weirdest outings, because suddenly, she's livelier than ever, talking about herself and asking about Noct and orbiting around him like he's the sun to her moon. Noct doesn't speak much, but when Prompto tries to integrate in the conversation, too, Vani usually looks back to Noctis for an answer she won't get.
After they leave, Vani suggests they hang out with Noctis more often.
(Prompto doesn't tell her about his outings with Noct anymore).
...-...-...-...
It takes three months for Prompto to make a move. Three months of their relationship being undefined and weird, of Vani referring to themselves as friends and hanging out with him avidly as if she has nothing else to do. Prompto's own insecurities don't miss the opportunity to take a few stabs at him, and it takes him a long time to work up the courage to even believe that they could work together.
He tells her to meet him at the school gates after class, tells her he's got something really important to ask her. He fidgets the entire time, and almost chickens out when she arrives.
"Hey Prom!" she smiles, not noticing his nervousness. "What's up? Are we going somewhere today? With Noct?"
That should have been the last nail in his coffin but Prompto wants to believe he doesn't belong six feet underground. So he steps forward, and takes her hand, the largest feat of courage he's ever performed in his life.
"Vani... Will you be my girlfriend?"
She pulls her hand away immediately. Breath leaves his body as if the gravedigger has thrown his first shovel-full of dirt right onto his chest.
"No way. I thought you'd already realized. Prince Noctis is the one I like, not you."
Prompto doesn't realize he's crying until she sighs, weakly apologizes, and leaves him behind.
He numbly walks home, figuring that he should've seen it coming from the start.