No pain, no gain
Prompto x Reader
My first ever Prompto one shot! Imma tag @its-lunafreya , @airlea-sicarius , @theyearofdiamonddogs , @angel-dream . This is just a bit of fun for me to write.
“Son of a bitch!” Prompto heard you shout from in the bathroom which caused him to look away from his camera.
He was looking at photos and picking out his best shots. But you had distracted him with your shouting and cursing.
Standing up and putting his camera on the sofa, he walked to the bathroom door and gave it a gentle knock.
“You okay in there Y/N?” His voice sounded concerned.
“Yeah Prom im okay!” You shouted back through gritted teeth.
He heard what sounded like something being ripped and then you yelped again.
“That’s it Y/N! Im coming in!” Not knowing what the hell was going on he threw the door open to see you sat on the edge of the bath, wrapped in just a towel and your legs looking red and sore with strange white strips thrown in the bath and your face beetroot red.
Prompto’s face dropped and he just stood there staring at you.
“You getting a good look?” You asked bringing him out of his trance. His cheeks began to flush. The shock on his face turned to confusion as he looked your legs.
“W..why are you doing that to yourself?” He asked, his voice squeaking out the question.
“It’s called waxing” You said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. But clearly not to Prompto. Poor sunshine boy had never seen anything like this before in his life.
“But your hurting yourself! Can’t you just shave like normal people do?” How cute. He didn’t like the fact that you were torturing yourself.
You looked down at your legs and ran your finger down them, causing Prompto to gulp “But they feel nice and smooth now. And I don’t have to touch them for a few weeks!” You said beaming.
“You mean…you do this all the time?” Okay the look of despair he just gave you was golden! You’d of thought he had just walked into a zombie apocalypse. Time to start teasing.
“You know Prompto…my legs are feeling a little sore. You wouldn’t mind just grabbing that cream on the shelf for me would you?” Your flirtatious voice had his hands fumbling for the cream on the shelf immediately, causing him to knock over other bottles of smelly’s.
He tried to hand the bottle to you but you gave him the cutest puppy dog eyes you could muster “Would you mind?” You looked at the bottle and then to your legs and then back at Prompto.
His eyes widened. He looked scared, your teasing had worked, but you didn’t expect him to then drop to his knee’s, and start squirting the cream on his hands “S..sure” He said trying to keep his composure.
You were now the one feeling embarrassed as he gently placed his hands on your leg and began to massage the cream in. His soft hands were moving so carefully along the back of your calf it was beginning to tickle.
You threw one of your hands over your mouth to keep from laughing but Prompto heard you snort. He looked up you with his glimmering eyes.
“I…uhhh..what’s so funny?” He asked.
“I was just kidding Prom! I didn’t think you would actually do it!” You laughed uncontrollably.
Prompto immediately stood and rubbed the back of his head. Forgetting he had cream splatted on his hand. “Awww man!” He said as he rubbed the rest of the cream into his jeans.
You stood and moved so you were incredibly close to him “Thanks though” You whispered in his ear “I know who to call on if I ever need help” And with that you slapped a wax strip straight onto Prompto’s arm, giving it a good rub to make sure it stuck.
“What the?!” He was speechless. You had duped the poor boy once again with your tricks.
You smiled and he glared. Dear lord did he glare. “No pain, no gain sunshine”
Prompto’s scream rung through the corridors, the halls and outside for everyone to hear as you ripped the strip straight from his arm.