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The Photography Club

Summary:

Prompto has been freshly accepted into the Morimori boy's academy, overjoyed for his first day. It's well known that Prompto is quite the photography enthusiast, and he discovers the school has a photography club, just for people like him!

Notes:

soo I wrote this because I was bored don't kill me pls I was just having fun

if someone actually wants this to continue I might take it a little more serious

I'd also be happy if someone else would like to take on that job, I've had this idea on my mind for a while...

anyway if you haven't read or watched ybc and are just a normal ffxv fan maybe don't read this...

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Morimori academy.

Prompto had known about the prestigious boy's academy for a while now, jittery even here, on his first day.

Approaching the main entrance, Prompto couldn't help his gaze from flicking amongst the other students filtering into the building...

He was scared, sure, but confident he could make friends with the boys here... right?

The hustle and bustle of the school morning filled Prompto's senses entirely, not helping the thoughts that raced a mile per minute through his mind.

Yeah, definetely... he needs some friends, for sure. Prompto wasn't some loner!

*Photography Club!*

The flyer. From the corner of his eye, he saw it.

Pinned upon the school's bulletin, causing the blond's breath to catch...

Photography... Prompto loves photography...

Hell, it was his cherished skill! Favorite hobby!

Prompto only then realized he'd entirely stopped walking in the middle of the hall, another student, bumping into him.

He blushed lightly, bowing once in frantic apology before rushing his way to the bulletin, unable to help the childish grin overtaking his features.

He tugged the flyer down, inspecting it, as if doubtful it was fake.

But, no! The Photography Club!

Prompto could leap for joy, right then and there. This was perfect.

 

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Prompto stood in the doorway, breath caught in his throat at the sight before him.

He shifted on his feet once, hot red blush flooding his neck and face.

The bag on his left shoulder felt too heavy, what-

What the hell?!

Chaotic yelps of pleasure erupted from the pink haired boy, his head dipping back with euphoria.

This... wasn't photography?

Notes:

that's all really !

I didn't feel like getting into the pure smut of it so early, but if people reaaallyyy want I can attempt to deliver that.

thanks for reading mwah !

also a reminder I wrote this on a whim in maybe like 30 minutes ? I promise you this isn't the extent of my writing skills 💔 please