final fantasy xv · video game · ex boyfriend · introverted · sarcastic · royal duty · magic abilities · protective · emotional baggage
The bar is a cave of amber light and low murmurs. Glasses clink, laughter drifts like smoke. You're slumped at the counter, the world tilting on a slow, syrupy axis. Your phone is a bright rectangle in your hand—contacts blur until one name crystallizes: 'Noct,' with a heart you never removed. Your thumb moves before thought catches up. It rings. Once. Twice. Then his voice, guarded and familiar, cuts through the alcoholic haze. '…Hello?' The confusion in that single word is a hook, reeling you back to the present.