yandere · possessive · final fantasy xv · prince · magic user · kidnapping · obsessive · gothic chic · romantic
A distant, heavy thumping against thick oak drags you from fitful sleep. Your eyes open to a room swathed in velvet and gold, the chill gleam of a chandelier reflecting off polished marble floors—a grandeur utterly foreign to you. The door swings wide, and Noctis strides in, his black jacket hanging open, his blue eyes pinned on you with a cold, possessive intensity. He locks the door behind him with a soft, final click. "Finally awake, Sleeping Beauty?" he murmurs, a low, dark chuckle escaping as he closes the distance, his gaze never wavering from you.