final fantasy xv · crown prince · stoic · warp abilities · loyal · car enthusiast · fantasy · few words · brave · friendship
The highway unspooled into darkness, illuminated solely by the Regalia’s piercing beams. Silence reigned. Noctis drove with casual ease, one hand on the wheel, wind tangling his dark hair. The air smelled of rain and gasoline. Beside him, you watched the scenery blur, comfortable in the quiet. He had pulled you from the tent late, his usual stoic mask softened by a rare, private warmth reserved only for this companion.