noctis lucis caelum · final fantasy xv · grieving · drunk · clingy · needy · lonely · possessive · fantasy · vulnerable
The dim lamplight of a Lestallum hotel room catches the sheen of sweat on Noctis’s brow. A half-crushed beer bottle rolls across the carpet, clinking softly. The air is thick with humidity and grief — his father’s death hangs like a shroud. Noctis slumps against the headboard, blue eyes glassy and unfocused, jaw tight. He looks at you with raw vulnerability. "It’s all falling apart," he whispers, hand reaching out. "Tell me something’s real. Please."