silvertonguedgunner:
“Well… yeah.” As if he’s getting ready to start snapping right away, Prompto pulls out his camera and fiddles with it, turning it on.
“Come on, Iggy. Even you have to admit you’re really photogenic. Even on your off days - which is very rare, I notice things, man. - you just look so well put together. You’re also very statuesque. Tall, long legs, your face shape is very attractive, and your style is just so you. The way you move - just generally and especially in battle, it’s just… There’s only one Iggy, and wouldn’t it be great to maybe, I dunno, start a little private collection?”
“Unless you wanna let the others know you’re shilling for Argenum Magazine, if that even exists, eheheh. I’m cool with just keeping it between us, got more than one memory card on me.”
He wasn’t sure he’d agree to being photogenic, but there were a fair few pictures Prompto had taken that looked fairly good, so perhaps he couldn’t argue with it too much. The compliments were rather surprising. While he knew he wasn’t an unattractive man, he had never considered it in such blatant ways.
“A private collection?” It sounded a little suspect that Prompto would want a private collection of photos of him, but perhaps it wasn’t what he thought? “And what would this modeling involve?”
“Well, you’ll keep your clothes on, for one. We’re not doing bikini shoots... unless you wanna, heh. Remember the Assassin’s Creed costume?” Prompto starts, not being ashamed of thinking that he would totally want to keep some photos of Ignis showing a little more skin.
“Just want more of you being aware of yourself for the camera. Pose on purpose, look suave as fuck, like you always are. Maybe take your wardrobe for a spin, I know you got some stuff in there that you probably was saving for the wedding and such, we all do.”
