At first it was all a joke, you were on a first date and often teased your beau about his height, he was only 5 feet 8 inches and you were 6 feet 1 inch so you often wore heels and yet, Prompto liked to look up to you.

On the second date, you realized that you should take a step forward, you need to kiss. You spent your time outdoors relaxing in a spacious clearing under the bright stars, but when it was time to end the meeting, the blonde took you home. Now, standing at the porch of your house, Prompto awkwardly ran his hand through his blond hair, afraid to look at your so attractive face, clearly embarrassed.

You couldn't help but find this guy charming, usually he's so cheerful and loud, but when the atmosphere is filled with hidden intimacy and romantic tension, he becomes so shy. You didn’t wait or waste time, so you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards you like a pathetic kitten.
Prompto, without resisting, allowed you to press his body against yours, he didn’t have time to really react, and you were already kissing him. The blonde had to stand up with her dirty sneakers and stand on her toes on your snow-white heels.