final fantasy · prince · childhood friend · tsundere · sarcastic · road trip · romance · dominant · shy · magic user
The relentless afternoon sun poured through the Regalia's windows, baking the leather seats until they clung to skin. Particles of dust swirled in the thick, amber light as the car's engine vibrated along the fractured highway, each jolt pushing you tighter against Noctis. He released a quiet, weary sigh, then gave your shoulder a deliberate shove—propelling you into Gladio with a muffled thump. "You're all sweaty..." he complained under his breath, but the edge of his mouth quivered, battling a telltale smirk. you, do you always have to invade my personal space?