Summary: Estinien discovers desire as experienced by dragonkind, and has trouble defining where Nidhogg’s influence (and the amount of blame he can throw at it) begins, and where his own tastes end.
Rating: Explicit (Minors do NOT interact).
Word Count: ~2700.
Tags/Warnings:Masturbation, Scent Kink, Spit as Lube, Mating Bites, Pining, Emotional Constipation, Caught, (I say scent kink but it's more like stink kink), General warning for kind of squeamish language?
Glaring down at the straining twitch in his breeches, Estinien concedes that he’s in a bit of a predicament.
I saw your head cannons about Estinien, and am curious. How do you think he'd react to learning he's going to be a dad? (,,○ ᴗ ○,,)👉👈
I love this one so much so I'm gonna do my BEST to answer bc I gotta LOCK IN
This man is 2000% girldad coded, even if he's had a brother
That being said, he lost family and even with found family in the Scions, there's a small bit of him that after at least EW, has thought about children
He never imagined you would be who makes that happen
Hes not just shaken, but needs a moment or so to lock in
By the fury when he gets it together though
He's so happy. He lost his family and here you are, soon to bear a child together
You get help from Aymeric
Good luck now Aymeric is involved but tbh there's worse than the rich Lord Commander who will literally buy you everything for that baby bc he can
A doula (or the Eorzea equivalent)? Done. Diapers? He's doin this in stacks babey nothing is too good for the Warrior of Light
Stubborn as Estinien is, he's secretly very happy to have help
The two of you read a lot of tomes
Estinien reads you to sleep over it
Tells you about his time as a sheep herder as bedtime stories
Protective 24/7 with Scary Dog privileges
You thought he was protective before, knowing you're pregnant with his child? Oh Estinien Wyrmblood makes sure you sit when your back hurts or you're tender
Morning sickness has him caring for you and assuring you rest
He had a younger brother and so many forget that means he possibly saw his mom go through pregnancy
That carries over to how he cares for you
You've seen edgy Estinien and Dragoon Estinien but the 3rd secret flavor is former shepard Estinien who loves the domestics and fatherhood
Extended part (idk I got a lil wacky here)
Eventually when said baby is born, their first plush is a sheep Estinien needed help buying bc dude was about to drop a stack on that
Anything to see you and the baby happy
If you have a girl, he is 2000% the Dragoon that could be doing anything
But the minute he gets a call for a tea party with his daughter, he's not the fearsome Azure Dragoon, he's Mr. Azu and he's late for tea (with a tea set Aymeric got her) with the sheep plush guest of honor
Spoils her so sweetly he cant help it she's got his hair and your eyes? Oh he's screwed
If a boy? Oh, he's making sure he knows the value of family and loves him.
He's protective of them so much it's endearing
Either way Alphinaud and Alisae now get to be uncle and aunt and its so cute
All in all, the Azure Dragoon is so happy to have a family with you. He holds you both dear
How would Aymeric, Harcufuant, and Estinien would be with PDA
Aymeric
Aymeric would be the boyfriend/husband that would be comfortable with small kisses and hand holding
UGHHHH 😫 just Aymeric sitting at his desk and doing paper work and you coming around him and he garbs ahold of your hand and places a gentle kiss on your hand.
He would mostly knows when and where to show PDA
In meeting he will send small loving smiles and try to be near you as much as he can
Aymeric will most show signs of affection in public through hand holding, small kisses, hand on cheek, ex.
Can see Estinien there talking to Aymeric and you come by and Aymeric give you a small kiss on the cheek and Estinien is just there starring at y’all like “get a room”
Estinien
This man is straight up a tsundere
Estinien would just normally wrap his arm around your shoulder or place it on your head if you are a lot shorter than him
If you ask for and lean in for a kiss, he blushes like crazy, but in the end eventually just gives in and kisses back
He is definitely more of a cuddle and touchy person behind close doors and not much PDA but time to time he will show signs of affection in public here and there.
Harcufuant
OKAY, THIS MAN NEEDS TO GO STRAIGHT TO HONRY JAIL
I played this game in both Japanese and English, and oml this man straight up just asked to have sex
he definitely is the man to take any chance to have moments of PDA no matter what
can just see him at his station doing paperwork and you get back from carrying out some little mission and you come back with the reports back in hand as you hand it to him he grabs your wrist and pulls you down to kiss you either on the cheek and winks at you after say something cheeky like "why thank you".
★inspo: something my friend said that STUCK stuck so HARD
✩ in which: dragons tend to hoard the things most precious to them.
✧ a/n: need to get this out of my system okay. i need to. i promise you there's a luocha fic and like more fics up i PINKY PROMMY. i wanna write so bad but ffxiv also has me by the neck
🗒 cw: gn reader, he's just jelly (but not like yandere... he's silly), ENDWALKER SPOILERS, short n sweet, not proofread
✎ wc: 1.6k
Estinien is a jealous man. It is not something you can genuinely tell, seeing as he plays it off. But inside, he’s pouting and crossing his arms, sometimes even imagining him whisking you off. He is the most calm and collected man you know, blunt in almost all aspects. Unafraid to speak the truth, except when it comes to you.
He himself has noticed the changes with his behavior, as small as they may be, ever since he had ‘absorbed’ Niddhogg. When he fell for you, he had felt so oddly attracted to you, a constant pull that lured him in closer, and closer. One that he did his best to ignore, but clearly couldn’t, given the current day, and that shiny ring on your finger.
Regardless of your known status, Estinien cannot help but be jealous. The gods themselves could dote on you and he would still pout like a little kid. He would give them the dirtiest of looks, but turn his head away and act painfully unaware of what he was doing if you looked his way. But over the better part of a year, you’ve learned to read his tells. His voice deepens ever so slightly, his eyebrows furrow, and he’ll adamantly deny the fact that he was jealous. Which, obviously, does nothing to hide his lie. A man of his standing? The Azure Dragoon? Jealous? No, no. He isn’t, he could never be jealous.
And yet, here he is, doing his best not to show any outward signs of jealousy. While you were seated with your friends at the Last Stand, with Estinien brooding nearby. He wasn’t stalking you, in fact, you had enthusiastically invited him. But he chose to stay away, grumbling about protection or something of the sort. Which would seem right of him, given that he had just returned from saving the world. But you knew full well that that wasn’t the case. You were meeting up with friends, to enjoy a comforting meal after believing you were to witness the end of the life you’ve known.
You can almost hear his grumbling and ranting in his head, as you chat and laugh with your friends. It felt lighter, something that had been devoid in the days that had been past. You had been worried sick about Estinien and the Scions, traveling to the edges of the universe was something that felt unfathomable. And to know that Estinien was willingly going on such a venture, it was horrifying. So, when he came back alive and well, you were more than relieved. And it was clear he had worried about you, too. Though he would never tell the scions that, he wouldn’t even admit that he was worried sick about you. Not only is he a jealous bastard, but a stubborn one, too.
However, that does not mean he didn’t show you how much he missed you. The night he returned, all he did was hold you, head buried in the crook of your neck. Barely any words were shared, and any time you shifted underneath him, to simply reach for a blanket or stretch your legs out, he pulled you impossibly closer with a soft huff. To see him being all moody in the corner of your eye while you catch up with friends after the night before… you couldn’t help but chuckle a little.
You can practically read his inner thoughts. ‘Why do they get so close?’, ‘Why do they get to take up their time?’, and you know you’ll remedy his jealousy so easily in a couple more hours. It’s not like he couldn’t sit down with you, but he wasn’t much for PDA either. So watching (and pouting) from a distance was all he chose to do. And you respected it, no matter how silly you thought it to be.
“I missed you,” Estinien grumbles as his hand finds yours, quick to pull you away and towards the Baldesion Annex, fidgeting with your fingers as he does so. His tone is almost mournful, but you know he’s being dramatic. Only with you. “Let’s take a break. I want time with you, and you alone.”
He speaks as if he was really engaging with you and your friends. You can’t help but smile at his clinginess, something that was, again, only shown towards you. Yet he had grown out of his shell over the past couple of years as well, you knew that. Especially when he joined the Scions on their little… adventure. You had never seen him so energetic, normally he was just dark and moody. But he started to smile more, even try and joke, and it was comforting to see. You had found friends with the scions as well, Y’shtola mainly since she had the most sensible tastes out of everyone. The girl-talk with her was amazing, and you had learned things you never even thought of before. Simply the talk of reflections and calamities was enough to make your head spin. But it did boost your ego to know that you had made sense of certain things without being directly in the fight, while your fiancé could barely make heads or tails of it.
You lose yourself in your thoughts, mind bringing back more and more memories, delightful as they were. Before he had left, he had proposed, something you had never thought he would’ve done in a million years. But his proposal was sappy, sentimental, and you swore you caught tears in his eyes. Thinking back on it, it felt almost outlandish. The former Azure Dragoon, knelt before you, rambling on about how much you’ve changed him, his outlook on life, and all he would do for you (which was nothing short of everything).
Before you can dig too deep into your memories or perhaps even shed a tear, Estinien’s pulled you back so easily, pulling your hand up to his face and placing a kiss to your palm. How quick he was to take up a room, yet so calm, he was practically desperate for more attention. Your attention. And he plans on savoring every second he has with you.
It only strikes you as he leads you to the bed. He’s hoarding you. Every bit of jealousy and possessiveness is a part of the shadow of Niddhogg, or whatever is left of it. Estinien he may be, but there were still remnants of a great wyrm in his body, one that tends to keep the most precious things close. You can’t help but be stunned by this revelation, while you could understand different timelines, for years you had wondered just why he could be so possessive with you. Like a dragon from a children’s tale, and it’s pile of gold, you are his charge. Or more simply put: you are the apple of his eye.
He holds you so very close, as he did the night before, lips ghosting against your neck. His breathing is even, deep and measured, his hands settled on your waist. If you were to ask him if he enjoyed spending his time like this, he'd adamantly deny it, saying he prefers training over… cuddling. Such a childish thing, he would say, wave it off, and shake his head. But, of course, actions speak louder than words. He loves you, after all he had been through and seen, he just had the sudden urge to be by you, to feel your skin against his, feel your hands in his hair (which is his favorite feeling, to be cared for, the tender touch of a lover. But he would never admit that), and whisper sweet nothings to you.
Emboldened by his trust in his comrades, Estinien had faced the end of the world head on. And yet, beforehand, there was an uncommon fear, one he could not shake. Farbeit for him to be afraid. But when faced with the Ragnarok, there was a voice in his head screaming at him to turn back. You were in his every thought as he pushed on, worried that your look of concern would be the last thing he ever saw on his face. He had never been scared of death, far from it. That was how life went, if he were to die in his service, to Ishgard, to the Scions, anywhere, then he had no complaints. But suddenly, he couldn’t stand the thought of dying. And every step he took when they ended up in Ultima Thule was a defiant one. He had promised you that he would come back to see the life you two could build with each other, and he was not one to break promises.
Every act he had done since he returned was part of that promise, his jealous brooding included. There was more to living than just living, and that reason was you. He reminded himself of that, and in turn, tightened his arms around you with a soft huff. You could poke fun at him and his jealousy, that you have him wrapped around your finger, scold him for his spending habits, and he’d still want nothing more than to curl up in your arms at the end of the day.
as someone with 0 healthy thoughts about aymeric, thank you for bringing some into my head 🫶🏼
warnings: drunk thancred, swearing, suggestive hint
THANCRED:
- sleeps like a fucking rock
- once he finds a position that he’s comfortable in, thancred is NOT moving. you can try everything within your power to get him to budge but you’re shit outta luck lol
- snores loud as fuck too so get ready for those earplugs. he got that dad snore bro
- 75% of the time he’s sprawled out like a starfish, taking up the majority of the bed. 25% of the time he cuddles you to sleep. you won’t be moving for the entire night so i hope you’re comfy:)
BONUS: when he’s drunk he’s extra clingy so he will pull you on top of him and death grip you so moving is harder than before (which is somehow possible)
AYMERIC:
- he’s a back sleeper and loves it when you lay on his chest
- won’t grip you to death like thancred will, but gets grouchy when you try to move. he will try to stop you, whether he’s awake or asleep, but won’t keep you from moving when you’re uncomfortable.
- aymeric won’t sleep unless you’re literally on top of him lol. he uses you like a weighted blanket!
- will play with your hair until he passes out. aymeric will keep himself awake to see that you’re asleep first and won’t ever let himself fall asleep without kissing your forehead first.
HAURCHEFANT:
- haurchefant on some big spoon little spoon type shit like he wants every inch of your body lining his like …
- he just wants to hold you all night long!!! like aymeric, he will try his best to make sure that he’s holding you safely from behind, but will let go if you are uncomfortable.
- wakes up when you stir too much and makes sure that you have enough blankets to cover you
- if you do wake up in the middle of the night, he’s right beside you to make sure everything is okay. will get you a glass of water if you’re thirsty or another blanket to cover up… although he’d rather warm you up in another way ;)
ESTINIEN:
- i feel like he sleeps like a victorian child
- estinien actually loves to cuddle before he goes to bed!!! come here pookie ~ like he wants to hold you and give you a kissy and then hopefully fall asleep like that (you on top of him)
- if you get uncomfortable and roll away, however, be warned that he is not nearly as nice as the others.
- hogs ALL of the covers so you have to fight him throughout the night for warmth. you moved away from him so now you play the price.
- even though he can be a meanie pants… if he senses that you’re having a tough time sleeping or a nightmare, estinien will bring you close to him and hold you to his chest, giving you a light kiss and a ‘i love you’ so you know it’s okay.
celly
thank you again, anon, for this awesome rq! so much fun to write and inspired me for the next thing i’d like to do!
A/N: Turns out I am not immune to this silly dragoon. Call him Nidhogg the way he keep trying to possess me <33 this is my first time writing him so fingers crossed he isn't too ooc
Summary: Thancred Waters finds something unexpected upon returning to the Rising Stones after a long mission and it's not you baking at 3 in the morning.
It’s in the Witching hour Thancred returns to the Rising Stones from yet another stealth mission. His shoulders sag and his feet sore from the endless tracking he’s just accomplished. With most of the scions aside from the small handful on night watch turned in for the night, he decides the report is more than fine to turn in come morning.
With a sigh, he rubs the back of his sore neck mentally debating on if he should take a shower or just crawl into bed. While it’s never appealing to lie in a clean bed with mission musk, his exhaustion does bring up a concern of passing out the moment he’s encompassed in the comforting warm water.
His thoughts are interrupted when a fragrant sweet scent welcomes him, activating a low growl in his stomach. He supposed there’s nothing wrong with grabbing a quick bite from the communal kitchen before crashing for the night. As he furthers his journey down the hall he notices one of the lights on within the kitchen.
There is a sneaking suspicion as to what soul would be up at this damned hour baking something and the
laughter that echoed confirmed it.
“They better not be stress-baking again…” he sighs to himself, praying he’ll be intervening in time to avoid a repeat of the last incident. While delicious, it took forever to get through all of it and Tataru wasn’t too pleased with exceeding the grocery budget. Not to mention how long it took to work off the damage the carbs did to his seductive figure. His pace quickens. One step, two step and then-
“Quiet. You are going to wake up all of Mor Dhona at this rate.” A familiar gruff, brooding tone chastises.
“Sorry-“ he hears you giggle. “You’re just really funny, you know?”
Thancred’s brows furrow. Estinien was a man of many things, sure but funny? Not intentionally at least. Well, you can be quite odd so your amusement in odd things should be of no surprise.
He retracts his pace, slowing down as he quietly treads closer and closer to the kitchen.
“In what ways do I amuse you?” Estinien inquires.
Thancred has his back against the wall near the entry. Pausing for a moment he’s relieved to not hear any sounds that could allude to something lewd being committed. Praise Hydaelyn for that. However, his keen sense of hearing picks up the soft sound of steps along the tiles.
Carefully, he leans in peeking around the corner and into the open doorway.
Estiniens back is to him, an arm wrapped around your waist and the other elevated, fingers interlocked with yours. Their bodies sway in sync left to right according to a rhythm all their own.
Pale brows arch up and Thancred withdraws, blinking a few times then rubs his eyes. Normally it would take a few more days of sleep deprivation to make him this level of delirious. Was he seeing things? He isn’t old enough to need glasses just yet, right?
Once more he peaks over, Estinien now hovers as he dips his dance partner.
“Oh a lot of ways!” You chime.
“I like your little pout, that little huff you do when we try dragging you into things and– now that I think about it. You remind me of an old dog. A cute little thing that sighs now and then a bit sadly. Makes you wonder what goes through their little minds to make them so tired.” You chuckle, peering up at the Elezen with a sickening amount of affection.
Estinien scoffs and Thancred can feel his eyes roll. Briefly, he withdraws the hand that supports your back.
“H-hey!” You gasp, quickly clutching onto Estinien’s back for support to avoid hitting the ground but his hand returns, guiding you upwards to the standing position prior.
“It is quite exhausting keeping up with your antics. You handful of Scions are more taxing than a squadron of untrained Dragoons.” He retorts, turning them around. your back now facing the voyeur. Your body leans against Estiniens with your head nestled against his chest.
“In my defense, half the antics are Alisaie and Alphinaud getting ahead of themselves. Although, you can get pretty ahead of yourself too Mr. Lone Wolf.” You retort and Thancred can see a rare smile gracing the Elezens elegant features.
“I dare say your boldness has influenced a great many men. Including myself but especially the younger ones.” His head rests against you own. For a moment it remains like this. Calm gentle sways like a graceful tide grazing along the shore.
DING!
The timer on the counter chimes, bringing the dancers out of their rhythm. Thancred pulls away, having seen more than enough. With a shake of his head, he feels a strange pit of embarrassed guilt in his stomach for peering in on such an intimate moment. Hell, he feels it would have been less embarrassing to walk in on them in the nude. Either way, snack be damned. He’ll be sure to enjoy whatever was baked come morning with its flavor made even sweeter with the image of their brooding Dragoon being so docile.
“Ah, the bread is done.” You break from the embrace, grabbing a pair of moogle themed oven mitts to pull it out of the oven.
Estinien resumes his typical stance, arms crossed over his chest. His head turned to the entrance, and eyes narrowed.
“Something the matter?” You tilt you head at him, glancing between the empty entryway then back.
With a scrunch of his nose he shakes his head. “No. If we are done here, let us head to bed.”
“Alrighty. I just need to put this up.” You set it in the breadbox and return to him.
“Thank you for keeping me company.” You lean in to peck his cheek. “I never knew you would be such a lovely dance partner.”
“As I said. Any Ishgardian worth their salt knows the basics. However, I prefer not to do so in front of others. I will say, you are improving at the very least. You only stepped on my foot twice unlike dozens of times in the past.” There’s a soft smirk along his thin lips, bracing your reaction.
Reader, aka you, are the younger sibling of the oh so great Warrior of Light. Who's also overprotective of you! You're kinda slow and oblivious in this one, sorry.
Not requested
Fluff, slight suggestive, I guess cause of the hickey
Words: 1417
Shadowbringers spoilers, I guess cause of the characters present. But it doesn't really take place at a specific time in the story. Idk.
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The warm morning light filtered through the windows, while the Scions seated around the central table in the Rising Stones. It was a rare moment of relative peace, a time to discuss strategy without the immediate pressure of an existential threat looming over their heads.
Thancred leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes sweeping over the assembled company. Y'shtola was engrossed in a tome, Urianger was poring over ancient scrolls, and Alphinaud and Alisaie were in a heated discussion about the finer points of their latest mission. G'raha Tia, ever enthusiastic, was gesturing animatedly while recounting a recent adventure to Tataru, who listened with a warm smile.
The door to the meeting room creaked open, and you, the younger sibling of the Warrior of Light, stepped in with a bright, cheerful expression. "Good morning, everyone!" You greeted, plopping down in an empty chair.
"Good morning, Y/N," Alphinaud responded with a smile, though his expression shifted to one of mild concern as he noticed a dark mark on your neck. "Y/N, what happened to your neck?"
You blinked in surprise and raised a hand to your neck, fingers brushing over the small, round bruise. "Oh, this?" You said nonchalantly. "I think it's from a mosquito. Nasty little buggers, aren't they?"
Thancred's eyes narrowed ever so slightly, a suspicious glint flickering in his gaze. "A mosquito, you say?" he murmured, nudging Urianger with his elbow.
Urianger looked up, his gaze following Thancred’s. His eyes widened momentarily before he quickly composed himself.
Y’shtola glanced up from her book, her sharp eyes narrowing as she observed you. She raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “It appears you’ve been keeping busy, Y/N,” she said, her tone teasing, earning a confused look from you.
G’raha Tia, less adept at masking his reactions, blushed furiously, his ears twitching in embarrassment. “Y/N, do you…um…realise-"
Before G'raha could finish his sentence on the so-called mosquito bite, the door swung open again, and Estinien entered the room. The former Azure Dragoon, usually so composed and stoic, momentarily froze as he saw the gathered Scions. His eyes met yours, and for a fleeting second, something unspoken passed between you.
"And in comes the mosquito." Thancred murmers with a smirk. Alisaie and Tataru stifled a giggle, Alphinaud's eyes widened in shock at the realisation.
The Warrior of Light, who had been sitting quietly and observing the exchange, suddenly stood up, eyes narrowing as they pieced together the puzzle. Their gaze shifted from your neck to Estinien and the way you were looking at each other, their protective instincts flaring up. "Estinien," they began, their voice low and dangerous, "a word, if you please."
Estinien raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled by the Warrior of Light’s tone, but he nodded and followed them to a more private corner of the room. The other Scions watched with interest, sensing the tension in the air.
“What’s going on?” you asked, looking around the room with confusion.
“Just a bit of sibling bonding, Y/N,” Thancred replied with a chuckle. “Nothing to worry about.”
"Is something the matter?" Estinien asked, his tone carefully neutral.
"You," the Warrior of Light said, stepping closer to Estinien, "gave my sibling a hickey." It was not a question but a statement of fact, delivered with the weight of an older sibling's protective fury.
Your eyes widened in confusion, looking between your sibling and Estinien. "Wait, what? Hickey? I told you, it's just a mosquito bite!"
“I did,” he admitted, meeting the Warrior of Light’s gaze unflinchingly.
Thancred couldn't hold back a chuckle any longer. "Ah, young love," he said with a knowing smile. "Estinien, you might want to tread carefully here. Our dear Warrior of Light is rather protective of their family."
The Warrior of Light’s hand clenched into a fist at their side. “You dare touch Y/N?” they hissed, their voice trembling with barely suppressed anger.
Estinien, who had faced down dragons and fought countless battles, now found himself at the mercy of a very different kind of adversary: the wrath of an overprotective sibling. He raised his hands in a placating gesture. "It was not my intention to cause any harm," he said carefully. "Y/N and I… well, we have grown close. Not to mention your sibling is capable of making their own decisions,” he said quietly. “And I care for them deeply. I would never do anything to harm them.”
The Warrior of Light’s anger faltered at Estinien’s words, their fist unclenching. They took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging within them. “If you ever hurt them, I will make you regret it.” They warned, their voice still firm but less hostile.
Estinien nodded, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Understood,” he said simply.
Your face lit up with realisation, finally understanding what everyone was talking about. "Oh! That kind of hickey! I… didn't even notice."
The room erupted in laughter, the tension dissipating in an instant. Y'shtola closed her book with a snap, a rare smile gracing her lips. "Well, it seems we have nothing to worry about, then. Shall we return to the matter at hand?"
As the meeting continued, the mood lightened considerably. Laughter filled the room, the earlier tension forgotten. You, on the other hand, were now a blushing mess, stealing glances at Estinien constantly throughout the meeting.
Estinien stood by the window, a rare smile on his lips as he watched you interact with the other Scions. He felt a sense of contentment, knowing that despite the initial shock and tension, their relationship was accepted by those who mattered most.
As the meeting came to an end, you made your way over to Estinien, a pout adoring your face. You glanced around to make sure no one was within earshot before lowering your voice. "You left a hickey where everyone could see it!"
A faint smirk tugged at the corner of Estinien's lips. "My apologies, Y/N. I didn't realise it would be so noticeable."
Your face flushed a deep shade of red as you crossed your arms over your chest. "It's not funny, Estinien! Everyone noticed it, and I had no idea what they were talking about. I thought it was just a mosquito bite!"
Estinien's smirk softened into a more genuine, albeit slightly amused, smile. "I truly am sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean to embarrass you."
You huffed, your frustration melting away under Estinien's sincere gaze. "Just... next time, be more careful, okay? I don't want to have to explain this to everyone again."
Estinien nodded, his expression serious. "Of course. I'll be more mindful in the future. Though I don't think we'll have to explain ourselves again." A smirk found itself on his face again.
Your blush deepened, causing Estinien to chuckle softly, a rare sound that made your heart skip a beat. He reached out, gently taking your hand in his.
As they stood there, hand in hand, the Warrior of Light watched from a distance, a small smile playing on their lips. They could see the genuine affection in Estinien's eyes and felt reassured that their sibling was in good hands.
The moment was interrupted by Thancred's voice, laced with amusement. "Are you two done whispering sweet nothings to each other? We've got work to do, you know."
Your face turned an even deeper shade of red as you quickly let go of Estinien's hand. "Uh, yes, Thancred. We're coming."
Estinien gave Thancred a bemused look before turning back to you. "Shall we?"
You nodded, your embarrassment slowly fading as you walked back to rejoin the group. The Scions continued to tease you two good-naturedly, but the atmosphere remained light and jovial.
You approached your sibling, a sheepish smile on your face. "Sorry about that," you said. "I didn't mean to cause a scene."
The Warrior of Light ruffled your hair affectionately, earning a pout from you. "It's fine. Just remember, I'm always here for you. And if Estinien ever steps out of line…"
You laughed, hugging your sibling tightly. "I know, I know. Thanks."
Estinien watched the exchange from a distance, a soft smile playing on his lips. He knew that earning the Warrior of Light's full trust would take time, but he was willing to put in the effort. For you, he would face any challenge, even the formidable protectiveness of your sibling.
