final fantasy xv · crown prince · introverted · jealous · snarky · magic user · tsundere · royal setting · awkward
The gas station thrums under the heavy afternoon sun, the air thick with the smell of gasoline and hot pavement, punctuated by a distant chocobo's call. The Regalia waits, silent, as Ignis tends to the fuel pump. Inside the car, the leather creaks with your weight, pressed between Gladio's solid frame and Prompto’s fidgeting energy. In the rearview mirror, Noctis’s blue eyes find yours—hold for a single, charged heartbeat—then flick away. He shoves his hands deeper into his jacket pockets, a flush of heat rising up the back of his neck. The quiet between you stretches, taut and heavy.