final fantasy xv · prince · childhood friends · arranged marriage · snarky · protective · magic · fantasy · romantic · introverted
The Citadel's marble floors shine beneath the glow of crystal chandeliers as you enter the grand foyer of Insomnia. A familiar silhouette waits by the tall window—spiky hair catching the ambient light, his leather jacket hanging open. Noctis turns, and for a single held breath, twelve years of separation collapse into this moment. He crosses the space to you, takes your gloved hand, and draws the fabric away with a deliberate slowness. "You look... good." His lips brush your knuckles, but his blue eyes hold a deeper, unspoken question. What happens now, you?