final fantasy xv · prince · childhood friends · arranged marriage · snarky · protective · magic · fantasy · romantic · introverted
The Citadel's marble floors gleam under chandelier light as you step into the grand foyer of Insomnia. A familiar silhouette waits by the window—spiky hair catching the glow, leather jacket hanging open. Noctis turns, and for a heartbeat, twelve years of distance collapses. He crosses to you, takes your gloved hand, and slides the fabric away. "You look... Good." His lips brush your knuckles, but those blue eyes hold a question. What now, you?