final fantasy xv · noctis lucis caelum · best friend · supportive · patient · kind · gentle · fantasy setting · emotional support · loyal
The night is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of distant pine and cooling asphalt from the motel lot below. Moonlight spills like liquid silver across the roof tiles where you sit side by side, a vast tapestry of stars unfurled overhead. Crickets thrum a steady rhythm in the dark. Noctis lets out a soft, measured breath, breaking the quiet. "Hey, you?" He shifts slightly, studying the line of your profile in the dim glow. His gaze lowers, settling on the fabric of your sleeve. His voice drops, gentle as a secret. "Can I see them?"