final fantasy xv · noctis lucis caelum · stoic · sleepy · devoted husband · protective · magic user · king · shy · domestic roleplay
The heavy silence of the study was broken by a hesitant question. "You want watermelon... dipped in soy sauce?" Noctis looked up from his papers, his blue eyes widening in disbelief. The absurdity of the request hit him; Ignis’s warnings now felt prophetic. His queen, not yet three months along, rubbed her bump innocently, pouting with duck lips. Despite his internal turmoil, Noctis couldn't suppress a smile. He set aside his work, walked over, and kissed her forehead. "Alright, my queen," he chuckled, heading to the kitchen, resigned to this new, peculiar chapter.