Bc the sniff factor is important to me. This is just a quick little thing I whipped up standing around at work today lol. :) it’s nice to be back.
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Ignis:
Iggy can smell like a lot of things depending on what he's been up to that day.
The days where he's at Noct's apartment are days where he comes home smelling like lemon cleaner and vaguely of whatever delicious food he'd cooked and left in the Prince's fridge for him.
He doesn't really smell bad ever. Even after he’s been wandering the desert for hours on end. He's so lucky wtf.
His baseline smell is pretty nice though. If you're lucky enough to catch him in the early morning hours he smells a little like aftershave and whatever product he uses to style his hair.
His body wash has an extremely light scent. He suffers from migraines and most soaps are too strong for him to handle.
So he generally smells nice and clean and like fabric softener. Sometimes he'll put on a good cologne if there's an event he has to go to, but other than that he doesn't even need it.
His deodorant is expensive as hell do not ask him the price if you want to keep your wig on your head.
Good luck if you hate the scent of coffee because he always smells like it. Always. It's like, engrained into his natural scent at this point.
All around a 10/10 good smelling boy.
Noctis:
Noctis smells surprisingly nice for a 20 year old man. It might just be the royal blood that does it because all this boy does nowadays is train and sleep lmao. You don’t see how he finds the time to shower.
After training or long fights he smells like sweat and honestly? It’s not that bad of a smell. Noct’s sweat isn’t really stinky it’s just kind of there.
His feet after trekking through the swamp on the other hand? A disaster. You keep nose clips just in case he decides to air those puppies out.
Morning noctis always smells like cinnamon toothpaste and hair gel, and he uses a comical amount of toothpaste so it lingers around him like an orb of cinnamon.
His body wash is just whatever generic brand Ignis happens to put in his shower. Think of the most generic man body wash. That’s what it smells like. His deodorant? Same scent, same brand.
If he’s feeling particularly special he’ll use this rare, handcrafted cologne that he got from the king for his birthday. He doesn’t know how much it costs, and honestly doesn’t care. Uses it sparingly bc it was from his dad and he low key cherishes gifts from people.
His natural scent is sweet and a little citrus-like. If you were to put your nose to his neck and sniff it’s almost like there’s a lemon pound cake in the next room. (Noct is a lemon la croix)
Carries hand lotion with him bc it’s calming and he doesn’t enjoy having icky dry hands. It’s lavender scented.
FFXV’s Scenario 01: ‘When they steal you a kiss’ Noctis ver.
It had been a long day of fighting monster, looking for mausoleums and winning hunts just to have a little more guiles in your pockets. In the Regalia the theme when the afternoon began was always: sleep in a room, or camping. The last time you had already slept in a hotel… So now, it’s time to give the chance of feeling free to Gladio. It’ll be camping this night.
—Where is Noctis? — Prompto asked, carrying on his shoulder one of the chairs that Gladio forced him to carry.
—Hey, be careful with that… They’ll break if you don’t treat it well —Gladio warned the blond.
—I don’t think so, even I bet they can last about ten years more—Prompto answered with a broad smile.
—I think Noctis is a little beyond, behind those rocks, almost reaching the lake… —Ignis looked at the horizon.
—I don’t think he’s fishing, or yes? —Prompto asked.
—He hasn’t bought any new fishing line, so he can’t do much—Ignis said, who always knew about King of Insomnia and his activities.
—He’ll be ok? —You asked, wrinkling your bottom lip, watching how the boy seemed beyond, with some distance.
—He already said how he felt after the death about King Regis… —Gladio said, lighting the lamps carefully, one by one.
—Should I prepare some chips? —Ignis asked.
—You should stop spoiling him—Gladio said, almost like a father.
—I want chips—Prompto agreed, nodding.
—I’ve noticed… Noctis is been weird—You mumbled, to which Ignis listened to your comment.
—Do you think he behaves differently? —The cook asked, arranging his glasses.
—It seemed like…. —Without wanting s slight pink was installed on your cheeks—I- I don’t say that is something important…
—Maybe he wants to talk to someone who looks like a mother—Ignis said.
—Are you telling me to go? —You looked at Ignis nervously, waiting for him to say no.
—Well., sometimes… women have a gift for reaching people-s hearts—the tactician of the group declared, staring at you—You don-t lose anything by trying.
—Okay…—And releasing a sigh you proceeded to stretch your body and arms—I’ll ask him to do some exercise.
—Tell him you just want to talk, the food will be in about thirty minutes and I won’t tend to sweaty people in my restaurant—Ignis warned, giving you a small smile.
—All right, wish me luck Iggy —And doing a neck stretch you saw where the King of Insomnia was.
—Remember, you only have about thirty minutes! —Ignis raised his voice as soon as he saw you go in the direction of the new king.
Leaving the guys behind in the camp, you made your way over the acres of grass further on, the surroundings of Alstor Lake were huge, quiet when the daemons didn’t attack and perfect to sit and watch the lake where the Catoblepas were busy touring the waters from one side to another.
—Those things over there are giant…—Your eyes looked at those two huge figures that were in the lake, causing you chills.
Then you saw the King of Insomnia, he was looking straight at the lake, very focused on his thoughts to feel or notice that you were approaching.
—Your majesty! —Then you exclaimed, after reaching him.
From your point you could see that the boy reacted something slow to your call, but finally turned his head to see you.
—What’s with that name? —Noctis answered raising an eyebrow, his chin rested in the palm of hand.
—Are you very busy? —Eventually, he was doing anything, but who knows, maybe he was thinking about the things that nerdy kings who love knight’s games tend to think.
—Mh… A little bit—Noctis said, his gaze returned now to the lake.
You waited for him to say something else.
Again you were waiting.
And then the prince gave a loud laugh.
—You weren’t doing anything important! —You claimed, hitting his shoulder and he just grunted with a smile.
—Hey! That hurts —And the prince surrounded your neck with his arm, giving you a bump, returning the blow you gave him, making you whimper for a while.
—Let me go, your majesty! —You asked whining, making a scene with him.
—No, plebeian, until you ask for forgiveness—Noctis said, with a smile; he was enjoying it.
—…Ok, ok, but let me go for ask it correctly—You said, feeling like the prince left you free of his grip.
—And then? I’m all ears—Noctis looked at you with crossed arms, with a defiant smile.
—… What were you doing here, alone? — You asked finally, noticing that the expression on Noct face had changed.
—I was thinking…—He answered.
—About Insomnia? —By your question the boy just nodded his head—And… What else? —You asked, looking attentive.
—It’s something complicated, ___________—The king said your name, bringing a hand to his nick and leaving it there.
—Very complicated? —And you leaned in, trying to see the face of the dark haired boy.
—Not so complicated as to leave it aside for a moment and pay attention to the request of a plebeian—Noct changed the subject radically.
—Hey. I don’t like when you evade conversations—You said with a serious face, looking at the boy and he sighed.
—…Well, you see… —Noct started yo say, then he bit his lip and he let out a snarl of despair, but a slight desperation only—Really, you wouldn’t understand…
—Okay, then…—You turned to see the lake in front of you again, and as if you were not aware of the king you kept quiet for a while, awakening the restlessness in him.
—Please, don’t bother with me…—Noctis murmured, turning to you.
—Tag! You’re it! —You screamed with a smile, using all your strength to give a push to the boy who only fell sideways on the lawn.
—W-What kind of girl pushes someone like that? —Noct asked with a smile, getting up from the lawn—I deserve an apology.
—Do you really think I should? —You interfered with the king who once again grabbed you in his arms to give a second round of knuckles in your head.
—Noct, Noct…! Enough, it hurts —You implored as the boy stopped making you suffer, although the smile on his face was drawn from ear to ear.
—Ask me for forgiveness, ___________—Noct said, showing his knuckles in a menacing way.
—… Never! —You announced getting up from the lawn quickly and the running.
—Hey! Come here! — Noct shouted, who didn’t hesitate to run after you.
As you saw Noctis running after you, you could feel relaxed again, because if he really was mad at you; he wouldn’t talk to you, it’s that simple. However, something seemed different in its way of treating you. As a friend and as guardian of the crown.
—Gotcha! —said the dark haired boy, he was only inches away from you—I will punish you!
—Noct…! Be careful! —When you turned you saw how the King of Insomnia fell café down to the ground, literally.
A stone, better said… A stone very well located.
You knew you shouldn’t laugh, the other kids were too far away to see it, then it would be a memory only for you and Noctis. You really wanted to laugh with all your strength as you got closer, you knew that he wouldn’t hurt with something so small.
—Don’t even think about laughing…—Noct said threateningly, getting up with the help of his arms—Am I very dirty?
—Mh, I think I don’t see any hint of dignity in your face, your majesty— You answered and the prince frowned—Ok, ok… That’s it, no more jokes.
You bent your knees to face him, Noct was attentive to your actions, waiting for you to laugh in his face, but it wasn’t like that.
With your sleeve covering part of your thumb, you put your hand towards the face of the blue eyed boy. Noctis opened his eyes wide.
—Did it hurt…? —you asked while the fabric of your sleeve first cleaned one cheek, then the other followed and finally the nose.
—Are you going to laugh…? —Noctis asked, letting see a little blush on his face.
You shook your head.
—Just a little, I didn’t see that rock there—Noct said, looking down in embarrassment.
—Well, I thought you were stronger, Noct—You said with a little laugh, moving your hand away from his face, covering your mouth, you didn’t want to laugh, but it really made you laugh.
Noct was a boy who always seemed proud of himself, however, he was shy when it came to people watching him act or do something wrong.
—Hey! I told you to don’t laugh… —Noctis muttered, a little sad.
—You never said it, you just asked me —You answered with a smile on your face, going back to your job of cleaning the king’s face.
But what you didn’t notice about the king’s face was his look, because you were trying not to laugh out loud; not because it was very funny, but because you didn’t want things to be tense again between you and him, you didn’t want there to be distance again like a few days ago. But… What you didn’t notice, was how those eyes were staring at you, as they were watching your face with adoration, with affection and a great feeling of protection. Noctis was absorbed in your natural beauty, your loyalty, your care for him and your laughter… That laughter that came from that mouth that he was looking right now.
And he did it.
He removed your hand from his cheek, taking advantage of that action to pull your hand and draw you to him, to his face, to his lips. Those lips that made a slight pressure on your, didn’t want to be dominant or you’ll get away, but to make it clear now those lips were part of one of the king’s treasures. Even the lightning bugs around you made it more magic.
Something inside you began to pump hard, you were going to respond after being frozen, but the King of Insomnia broke the kiss, moving away and letting you go completely.
And it created a feeling of emptiness in you. An uncomfortable need to feel him close again.
—Noct…—You whispered, looking at him totally incredulous.
—I told you, you were going to have a punishment for disturbing the King of Insomnia—Noctis murmured, still watching your eyes.
And he came close again, but this time he didn’t kiss you, but he wanted to…
—But y-you…—You didn’t know where to start, if you talk about Lunafreya or about his feelings.
—What’s wrong with me? —He asked, totally unconcerned.
—I… I like you? —You asked finally, but the boy stopped paying attention to you.
—Come on, Ignis is calling us… —And those were his last words before he turned and walked towards the tent.
It wasn’t an illusion, you saw his cheeks flushed, in the same way that your cheeks were also flushed.
The King of Insomnia had claimed your lips as his own.
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TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF BLOOD, VIOLENCE, DEPRESSION, MINOR SEXUAL CONTENT, AND SUICIDE ATTEMPT
SYNOPSIS: DAUGHTER OF A NIFLHEIM SOLDIER, YOU WERE SENT OUT TO TENEBRAE TO SPY ON THE NOX FLEURET FAMILY AND THEIR INVOLVEMENT WITH THE LUCIS CAELUM FAMILY. HOWEVER, AFTER LEARNING THE TRUTH ABOUT NIFLHEIM, YOU BETRAY THEM. YOUR JOURNEY OF REVENGE BEGINS AFTER LEARNING OF THE DEATH OF YOUR ADOPTIVE SISTER, LUNAFREYA, AND YOUR CHILDHOOD FRIEND NOCTIS LUCIS CAELUM.
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A/N: So look, I wanted to get to the Titan in this chapter BUT so much was happening and next thing I know I’m at 6k and I’m like whoa there, long chapter, chill out. My cutoff for chapters is like 4-5k but this one went over cuz, ugh, so much! Anyways, I know Y/N is confusing right now cuz one minute she’s all up for the boys and second she’s like nah but REMEMBER! She didn’t want to travel with them in the first place cuz... well if you read the story, you know why. Anyways, enjoy this long ass chapter!
Your ears perked up slightly as the shuffling around the room awakened you from your sleep. Your eyes remained shut as you weren’t ready for the blinding sunlight that usually shone from the huge uncovered windows in Lunafreya and your shared room to fully wake you up. You stifled in a giggle as you heard Lunafreya apparently stub her toe against something. It was quite weird as you were usually the clumsy one and not the oracle. Lunafreya was always an early bird and tried to quietly move around the room as she prepared herself for the day. You were surprised she hasn’t ran over to you to awaken you and beg you to have breakfast with her. She’d be surprised to see you were already awake. Stretching on your comfortable bed, you turned your body to face upwards and opened your eyes to meet a plain beige ceiling. Confusion immediately washed over you as the room you’ve shared with your sister since you were nine had always been a solid white. Blinking, you sat up and realized you were not in your bedroom in Tenebrae.
“Ah, Y/N! Morning! Did I wake you? I’m sorry!” A young girl greeted you with a sheepish smile on her face. She was amid applying some mascara in the mirror that hung on the wall near the door.
“I…um…” You swallowed as you stared at the girl. She resembled… Gladiolus. Suddenly, the events of the past few days came rushing back to you. You were traveling with Prince Noctis and his friends in search of Lunafreya. Well, they had other tasks at hand but your main – and only – task was to reunite with your sister. Along with this, you remembered that the girl you shared a room with was Gladiolus’s – Gladdy Daddy as you preferred to call him – younger sister. That explained the resemblance.
“Well since you’re up, get dressed! I think Noct and the others already up!”
“Get dressed...? Oh – oh! For the temple we’re going to today?” You asked as you began to climb out of bed. You glanced down and saw yourself in a black ruffle-y nightgown and scrunched up your face. The memory of Iris letting you borrow some of her clothes also flashed through your mind. You just couldn’t wait to see what outfit she had planned to let you use for today.
“No! That’s later. We’re going shopping for some more clothes for you, remember? Noctis is joining us!” Iris grinned at you through the mirror.
“Why?” You arched a brow. Noctis didn’t seem like the type to want to follow two girls on a shopping trip. Granted, you weren’t too fond on attending the trip as well but you couldn’t continue to travel in your tattered clothes that you’ve been wearing since you first arrived in Insomnia.
“I wanted him to come…” She said shyly, a light blush appearing on her face. This caused a smirk to instantly appear on yours.
“Ah, I see. You have a crush on my future brother-in-law,” You teased her while reminding her that Noctis was, in fact, engaged to your sister.
“Wha-? No! I don’t like Noct like that! He’s like way older than me and-“
“Chill. I’m kidding. I won’t tell Noctis you have a crush,” You got up and headed towards the bathroom. Before you closed the door to get ready, you turned to face Iris and threw a sly smirk at her. “I’ll just tell Gladdy instead.”
“What!?” Iris shouted, her face now red as a tomato. You laughed as you slammed the door behind you. Sighing, the smirk fell off your face as a thought came to your mind. Why did everyone like Noctis? First Lunafreya and now Iris? Was there something about the shy prince you were missing… or were you just refusing to acknowledge it?
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“It’s cute, right? What do you think, Noctis?”
“Uh… it’s… um… do I really have to be here?”
“Yes!”
You frowned at the two in front of you stood as you stood in a black skirt similar to Iris’s plaid one, black fishnets, combat boots, and an oversized black hoodie that you felt yourself drowning in. You had no idea as to why Iris picked out these large clothes for you as you and she were similar in size minus the fact you had more curves than the teenager. Noctis rubbed the back of his neck in annoyance as he verbally and physically expressed how he didn’t want to be here. In fact, he’s mentioned several times how he could still be asleep and resting for the trip to the temple later in the day right now. You were about to agree with him until you saw the disappointed look in Iris’s eyes and told the prince to suck it up.
“Quit whining and give me your opinion…” You frowned.
He rolled his eyes before looking at you with dread. “You look like you’re drowning in fabric.”
“Hm…” Iris said as she did a full circle around you. “I think it’s cute… and you need space to fight in…”
“Well, to be blunt,” Noctis and Iris looked at you as you began to finish speaking. “I hate this. I hate skirts and dresses as I am, or was, considered a princess for a majority of my life and had to wear them literally every day. And everything you pick out for me, Iris, no offense, is way too big.”
“I – uh, sorry! I didn’t even consider the fact we may have different styles. And no worries, no offense taken! What kind of clothes do you like?”
“What about this, princess?” Noctis held a pair of black, leathery leggings and a white cropped sleeveless top. You arched a brow as you took the clothing from him. Now this was more your style.
“It’s more of my style but something is missing…” You continued to eye the clothes. The leggings, though giving off a leathery appearance, seemed stretchy enough for you to move around easily in when battles occurred.
“What about a cute jacket? Maybe a leather one to go along with the leggings?” Iris offered. You snapped your fingers at her idea and nodded her head.
“I have a leather jacket I brought from home. You can use it. It’s in the trunk of the car,” Noctis shrugged. You grinned at this.
“I think I just found my new outfit to travel in!” You grinned excitedly.
“Great! Now for bras and panties!” Iris shouted excitedly. You and Noctis both groaned at the mention of it.
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Noctis’s POV
“Seriously, how long does it take for girls to change?” Noctis grumbled as him and the other guys sat on the couch in the lobby of the hotel. They had planned to get to the royal tomb before nightfall but Y/N was taking a while to get dressed in her attire.
“Get used to it. Lunafreya may take even longer.” Prompto joked.
“Yeah, imagine waiting for her to get ready to go to a royal ball or something,” Gladiolus played along. Noctis just let out a groan at the thought.
“Though it may take them a while to get ready, it is all worth it in the end,” Ignis cleared his throat as he scrolled through his phone.
“Yeah, but still-“
“It was worth it,” Prompto immediately cut off Noctis as his eyes widened as he landed on the person descending the stairs.
“Damn…” Gladiolus let out a low whistle as his eyes were watching the same thing as Prompto. Noctis looked from his friends and to the stairs where his eyes landed on Y/N. The young woman walked down the stairs towards them in her new clothes. The leggings hugged her legs tightly, showing off her curves. The white cropped top revealed her slim waist but the kicker was the jacket she wore – Noctis’s jacket to be more specific. The large black leather jacket hung loosely on the woman but in a complimenting way. She looked…
“Amazing! Wow! You’re so pretty, Lady Y/N!” Noctis looked down as Talcott stared star-struck at Y/N.
“Thanks. Noctis seems to know my taste in clothing,” Y/N winked at Noctis. The prince felt his face heat up at the acknowledgement and cleared his throat.
“Right, so, shall we go?” Noctis asked, avoiding looking at Y/N in the process. Why did she look so good in his jacket?
“Indeed. We want to make it before night fall. Y/N are you ready?”
As Ignis said that, Y/N suddenly summoned her daggers. Everyone’s eyes widened at the sudden motion but Y/N just smirked. “Ready as ever.”
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Your POV
One thing you didn’t think you could get used to were the immense temporary pain Noctis felt after receiving his powers from his ancestors. This was only the second tomb you guys had traveled to and still it hurt you to see him in pain. What was worse you couldn’t do anything to ease his pain. Then on top of that, he was getting these intense headaches that made him cry out in pain and tense up. It freaked you out, none the less. Who could blame you, though? Just a couple days ago he was rumored dead along with Lunafreya. Now that you knew both were alive – and somewhat well – you made it one of your underlying duties to reunite the two. You didn’t think the headaches were deadly but you could never be too sure.
You sat in the backseat of the Regalia, squished between the prince and his shield once more, as you guys made your way back to Lestallum to stay an extra night before heading off in the morning. Noctis told you guys that morning that he had to visit the God, Titan. Apparently, he was the cause of the headaches and Noctis had to visit him. You weren’t up for meeting any of the Gods but if it would stop Noctis’s pain then you’d sacrifice your dislike of them for his sake. He was your somewhat beloved future brother-in-law after all.
Noctis was currently having a killer headache as Ignis sped down the road to get back to Lestallum before sunset. The older man refused to drive during night because of the daemons. You watched helplessly as Noctis gripped his head and leaned against the door. His eyes were squeezed tightly together and a frown was on his lips. It reminded you of when he was asleep that night in the tent and looked miserable. Was he having a headache then as well? Carefully, you reached a hand out and gently touched his arm. He jumped slightly from your touch but seemed to overall calm down. You didn’t remove your hand from his arm as you rubbed small circles with your thumb on his skin. Lunafreya used to do this whenever your neck pains started up. It usually calmed you down and you believed it caused your pain to fade. Apparently, Queen Sylva used to do this with Lunafreya and Ravus whenever they were in pain.
You jumped slightly as you felt his gloved hand come across yours to stop you. He left it over top of yours for a while before removing it from his arm. He straightened his position in this seat and finally looked forward as Lestallum came into view. Ignis glanced back at him through the rearview mirror.
“You okay, Noct?”
“Yeah… another headache is all…”
“Are you sure you’re gonna be okay to wait until tomorrow to go see the Titan?” Prompto asked as he turned in his seat to look at the raven-haired prince. Noctis gave him a gentle smile with a weak nod before turning his head and staring out at the scenery.
You looked down at your hand that he was still holding – more like gripping – as he rested his chin in the palm of his other hand. You could sense he was still in pain as he gripped your hand but didn’t want to worry the others. Sighing, you let your head fall back on the headrest as you let him grip your hand. You didn’t mind comforting the prince but you just hoped he’d let your hand have a chance to breath before you guys returned to Lestallum.
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“Arf, arf!” An excited Pryna barked as she found her owner resting in one of the many motels of Lucis. The oracle had just come from talking to Ramuh in hopes of getting him to forge alliances with Noctis. The God didn’t seem up for it as He yet to believe Noctis was the Chosen King. Lunafreya told the God she would try again tomorrow as she was overwhelmed for the day as summoning a God took an extreme amount of energy – and her life – away from her.
“What is it – oh -Umbra!” Lunafreya said half excitedly as the grey dog followed in behind Pryna. Umbra had been out attempting to locate Y/N but with little success. Lunafreya knew that if anyone could find Y/N, it would be Umbra as the two held a close connection to one another as she did Pryna. Umbra barked loudly as he wagged his tag at his owner. Lunafreya arched a brow as she saw the notebook attached to Umbra’s collar. Noctis had responded to her latest message from her. At the time of the attack, she didn’t think to ask the prince if it was possible he’s seen her sister. Y/N was strong and usually could handle herself. However, Lunafreya held a nervous feeling as no word of her sister came from Umbra or Gentiana. She even tried reaching out to Ravus with no luck as he was too busy assisting the Empire to talk to her. She guessed she’d had to tell him of Y/N’s status when she temporarily returned to Tenebrae after getting Ramuh to agree with her asking.
“Ah, Noctis responded. Have you… anything from Y/N,” Lunafreya asked, already knowing the answer. The dog’s tail lowered along with his head as he instantly recognized the name of his close – and favorite – friend and his owner’s beloved little sister. Letting out a heavy sigh and swallowing back her tears, the oracle leaned down and unfastened the notebook from Umbra’s collar.
Still rolling along. -Noctis
Grabbing a pen from the nightstand beside her bed, Lunafreya began to scribble down her reply along with something she wouldn’t know if she would want to know the answer to or not:
See you soon. Also, perhaps, is Y/N with you…? -Luna
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“Your headaches are guaranteed to go away after we meet this Titan guy, right?” You asked as the five of you walked towards the Regalia the next morning. Ignis had mentioned at breakfast he didn’t know exactly where to go to meet the Titan but Jared wrote it down on his map for him.
“I hope so…” Noctis said.
“If they don’t then we know it’s not the big guy and it’s probably a head cold or something. I’m sure it’s not serious, Y/N,” Prompto threw a grin at you which you responded with a blank, unamused expression.
“If you say so…”
As you guys reached the parking area, you noticed a red convertible parked beside the Regalia. You didn’t know exactly why, but seeing the car made your heart drop to your stomach. It was as if a horrible feeling came over you. Glancing at the guys who appeared unfazed about the car, you secretly summoned your daggers.
“Well, fancy to run into you boys again and, ah, I see you picked up someone else along the way!” A man’s voice said from behind you. The boys immediately turned around as you continued to face the opposite direction. That voice… you’ve heard it before. The sound of it caused your stomach to churn as the feeling something bad was going to happen washed over you like a tidal wave.
Prompto had seemed to have noticed how you had summoned your weapons and how tightly you were gripping on to them. He gave you a slight nudge to tell you to put them away.
“Ah, a little rude one, is she not?” The man chuckled. “Allow me to introduce myself… Ardyn-“
“Izunia,” You said as you finally turned around and faced the man you knew as the chancellor of Niflheim. As a sworn traitor and hostage to the Empire for the past 12 years, you taught yourself to know about every person in power in case they ever tried to cross the line with Lunafreya or you again.
“Ah, is that… my look how you’ve grown, Lady Y/N!” Ardyn smirked at you, causing goosebumps to appear on your arms. “I thought the disrespectful behavior of yours seemed familiar.”
“Lady Y/N? How does he know you?” Prompto asked as his eyes widened as he turned to face you. The other men threw curious looks at you as well. You squinted your eyes at the man as you knew he was well aware as to who you truly were, or more importantly, where you originated from.
“As hostage of the empire, I had no choice but to know him,” You said through gritted teeth, your hands gripping tighter on your daggers, if possible.
“Ah, you make me sound like a bad person! I’m not the one who betray-“
“Why are you here?” You cut him off before he could finish his sentence. The man let out a chuckle as he seemed to pick up on what you were doing.
“I’ve come to show you all the way to the Titan! I figured the sudden uproar at his resting place had something to do with his highness here,” Ardyn nodded his head towards Noctis.
“No thanks, we’re capable of reaching the Titan on our own,” Noctis said as he shot another glace at you. He didn’t particularly trust Ardyn but he could tell from your disposition that he made you uncomfortable.
Ardyn let out a chuckle as he walked closer to your group. Instinctively, Gladiolus and Prompto blocked his way to you. At this, Ardyn raise a brow before shaking his head. “Lady Y/N, I bring you, nor you newfound friends, any harm. I’m on your side.”
“I highly doubt anyone from Niflheim is on our side,” Ignis frowned at the man. Ardyn let out another chuckle at this. You knew he was laughing at you. You’ve been on the prince’s side for the last 12 years despite originating from Niflheim where everyone was taught the Lucis Caelum family were bad news. Hearing Prompto make a small grunt, you turned in his direction. Did what Ardyn say affect him as well? He must’ve didn’t like how he was indirectly coming at you. Then again, why would that bother him as no one in the group knew of your true background?
“Look, there’s imperial bases you have to cross in order to reach the majestic Titan and what better way to have a smooth ride then have me escort you?” Ardyn smirked. Noctis rolled his eyes at the older man.
“What do you want in exchange?” Noctis arched a brow.
“Why, your highness, it hurts me you that you think I won’t escort you for free,” Ardyn pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. “However, you are right. I only ask for one thing…”
“And that is?”
“Lady Y/N there will ride with me on the way to the Titan-“
“No way in hell,” Gladiolus said as he shielded you more. Meanwhile, you arched a brow at the chancellor. What was he up to?
“Y/N is riding with us because she’s one of us now,” Prompto glared at the man.
“Ah, then I guess you’ll have to fight through the imperial bases alone then. Such a waste of time. Wouldn’t want those headaches to become deadly along the way, do we?”
At the mention of Noctis’s headaches potentially becoming deadly, you whipped your head to look at the prince. Your eyes immediately met his azure ones that were filled with worry and screaming at you to refuse to go. Turning back to Ardyn, he arched a brow at you as if waiting for your response. The boys didn’t really have a say whether you would go or not. It was all up to you. Sighing, you put away your daggers and pushed past Prompto and Gladiolus.
“Y/N, you don’t have to go with him!” Prompto said as you walked towards Ardyn with a grimace on your face.
“It’s fine. I can handle myself. Besides,” You looked towards Noctis and noticed his fist was in a tight ball. You couldn’t tell if he was having another headache coming on or just pissed at Ardyn. “The sooner your headaches stop, the better, right?”
Noctis undid his fist as you said this and looked at you again. Nodding your head gently at him, you turned to Ardyn. “Looks like I’m riding with you.”
“Great,” Ardyn smirked. “Don’t worry, fellas, she’s in great hands.”
~!~
You frowned as you held down your hair to hide your scar that the wind tried to expose. Ardyn seemed to have noticed this as he shifted his eyes briefly over to you and smirked.
“Ah, still trying to cover up your true identity, huh?”
“Eyes on the road, chancellor,” You spat back at him with hatred laced in your voice.
“So hostile. I thought we were friends, Lady Y/N?”
“Friends with you? You can kiss my a-“
“Language,” Ardyn took a hand off the steering wheel and wagged his pointer finger in your face. You tossed his hand aside in response.
“What is it that you want? Why are you here? Why are you constantly meeting with Noctis? Wasn’t killing his father enough?”
“Ouch, that hurts me to think you’d think I’d take a parent away from their child,” He pretended to flinch at your words. “However, I’m not the one who killed the king. In fact, the one who killed his highness is an old friend of yours… well more like was now.”
“What do you mean?” You arched a brow in confusion.
“I suppose you don’t recall the one who gave you that scar and killed your adoptive mother in the first place do you?”
Your eyes widened at his words as only one name popped into your mind: Glauca.
“Daddy, I wanna be just like General Glauca when I’m older!”
“You will be if you succeed in the mission, my child.”
“Let this forever be a reminder of the day you betrayed your country.”
You winced in pain as you felt your scar suddenly begin to throb. Instinctively, you placed your hand on the mark and tried to press down on it for the pain to subside.
“Oh no, are you in pain? Does the reminder of your betrayal hurt you?”
“What the fuck…” You inhaled a deep breath as a sharp pain shot through your neck, “Do you want?”
“Your cooperation, is all.”
“With?”
“Well, the Empire is well aware that you’re still alive - you can thank your brother’s training of you for that – and now that I see you’ve teamed up with Noctis, I think the Empire can benefit from you once more.”
“Why would I help you guys when you tried to kill me as a kid?” You clenched your teeth. It was like with every word Ardyn spoke, the pain in your neck intensified. Your neck pains had been doing well as you haven’t felt as much as a tingle in the past couple of months. So why was the pain suddenly returning now?
“But did we kill you? No. Listen, Y/N, don’t you miss your dad… your real dad? He’s still alive, you know?” Ardyn glanced over at you just in time to see your eyes widen at the mention of your father. The father who disowned you as a nine-year-old and who was going to watch silently as Glauca attempted to take your life. Despite this, your heart still sometimes ached for the man who took care of you from your infancy up until the attack on Tenebrae. “Ah, did I hit a soft spot?”
“I don’t have a dad…” You said softly before wincing at the pain in your neck.
“He misses you, I’m sure-“
“Bullshit.”
“He does! What he wouldn’t give to see his only child again? I could give you that opportunity if you cooperate with us once more. I mean, look at how far you’ve gotten us! If it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t have been able to take over Tenebrae, kill Queen Sylva, and convince the high commander, your brother, to take your life-“
Ardyn immediately stopped talking and slammed the breaks as you summoned your daggers and aimed one at his throat. He lifted his hands off the wheel in surrender as he slowly shifted his eyes over to you. The deep frown and the fire in your eyes told him you weren’t playing around with his games anymore. Smirking, Ardyn shifted his eyes to the rearview mirror as he watched the car full of guys behind him go into full alert. What caught his attention the most, however, was the prince who was in the driver’s seat. Ardyn’s eyes met his briefly but could see the hatred and confusion the prince’s expression held as he tightly gripped the steering wheel.
“Tell me, what do you mean to Prince Noctis?”
“Why the hell does that matter to you?” You spat in Ardyn’s face. Again, he chuckled before taking his hand to wipe your saliva from the bridge of his nose. His sudden movement caused you to bring the dagger closer to his neck, just barely touching his skin.
“If I were you,” Ardyn lowered his voice as his eyes went slightly dark, “I’d be a good girl and put those away. I would hate for you to make a mistake and hurt me… which would result in the deaths of your beloved sister and, what is he to you, brother-in-law?”
At the mention of Ardyn, or the Empire, hurting Lunafreya and Noctis, you loosened the grip on your daggers and slowly removed the blade away from his neck. Glaring at the man, you repositioned yourself in your seat and put your weapon away.
“Ah, good girl! Now, I say we pull over and catch some Zs before continuing, shall we?” Ardyn smiled as he started the car up again. You didn’t say anything as you tried to move your body as far away as possible from him, leaning against the car door. Sighing, you worriedly looked through the side mirror at the boys behind you. You couldn’t let them nor Lunafreya get hurt. No matter how much you wanted to end Ardyn’s life right then and there, you had to put them above you.
~!~
“Y/N! Are you okay? Did he hurt you? Why’d he suddenly stop in the middle of the road like that?” Prompto worriedly asked you as he did a one-over to make sure you weren’t hurt anywhere. You guys had pulled over at a motel as Ardyn claimed he was too tired to carry on for the day. Luckily, he didn’t force you to share a room with him and allowed you to return with the boys. Tomorrow, you decided, you would travel with the guys no matter how much Ardyn begged you to ride with him again.
“I’m fine, Prompto, thanks,” You said nonchalantly as you and the guys sat outside at the small diner in front of the motel.
“You looked like in you were in pain when we arrived earlier, you good?” Gladiolus asked. You just nodded at him.
“Just my neck. No big deal.”
“You still get neck pains?” Noctis suddenly spoke up. You met his eyes temporarily before nodding your head.
“Still?” Prompto asked confusedly.
“Y/N suffered from an incident that left her permanently scarred as a child, am I correct?” Ignis asked as he pushed up his glasses.
“I said it’s no big deal!” You yelled, startling the boys and several people who sat at the other nearby tables. Pushing the plate of food in front of you away, you stood up. “I’m going for a walk.”
“Do you want one of us to come-“
“No, Prompto, Gods. I just want to be alone,” You snapped on the blond before storming off. As you walked past the motel that you guys would be staying at, you saw a group of people standing around a radio that was talking about Lunafreya. Hearing the name of your sister made your body freeze as you unconsciously walked over to listen as well. As you approached, you heard the broadcaster mentioning how the people of Eos were mourning the death of Lunafreya. You blinked in confusion. She hasn’t told anyone yet that she was still alive? Why was she keeping it a secret? Did it have something to do with her completing her official duties as oracle?
Just as you thought that, the broadcaster began to talk about how Lunafreya was the youngest oracle in her bloodline. Immediately, your mind was taken back to the day she became the official oracle. You were only 13 then and still slightly confused as to what it meant for Lunafreya to be the oracle.
Eight Years Ago
You stood beside Gentiana as you watched in awe along with the crowd that surrounded you as Lunafreya came walking down the gardened path that would lead to the trident that would officially give her the powers to make her oracle. People from all of Eos had come to see this eventful day. Lunafreya had been practicing her speech for days with you and Gentiana being her only audience. The 16-year-old was nervous to say the least. When Gentiana wasn’t around, she’d sulk and share her concerns with you about how she didn’t think she was fit to be oracle yet and how she could never live up to her mother or ancestors. Though you weren’t entirely sure what being an oracle included – besides keeping the light in the world from the progressing star’s scourge – you still reassured her that she’d be great, and that Queen Sylva would’ve been proud of her.
Lunafreya was beautiful in her official oracle attire, you thought. She wore a long white hooded robe with different accents on it. Her hood was covering her styled up blonde hair and silver chains hung from it around her neck. Since she was the youngest oracle and the robes had been passed down since the first oracle of Eos wore them, it was a bit too big for the 16-year-old’s frame. However, Lunafreya pushed through as if it didn’t bother her.
You looked down at your own attire - a white pencil skirt that stopped at your knee caps, white heels, and a white turtleneck sweater. Though it was the middle of summer, you were advised to wear something that would cover your scar on your neck to prevent questions of how it happened. Since the Empire decided to cover up Queen Sylva’s death with the story of a fire, they feared people would figure out the truth if they saw your unnatural marking. Your hair, which you purposefully kept in a short bob-like cut, was barely long enough to cover the marking. One simple gust of wind could reveal the scar that resided on the right side of your neck. The people attending the event eyed you weirdly as they probably wondered why you were wearing such an outfit in this heat.
Shaking the thoughts from your head, you looked to the other side of the crowd where Ravus and other Imperials stood. Ravus was staring blankly at his sister as she made her way down the aisle, greeting those who cheered and waved at her along the way. Though his face was expressionless, you knew he was proud of his little sister for stepping up to her oracle duties. Feeling someone looking at him, he looked over to you where his blue eyes met your own. He gently nodded his head at you, which you returned, before returning his gaze to Lunafreya. Your heart sped up as Lunafreya got closer to you. You always admired your sister, but it was in this moment you found yourself truly looking up to her.
“So…” You softly spoke as you looked up to Gentiana. “Will I become oracle, too, one day?”
Gentiana gently smiled at you as she shook her head. “Oracles only run in the Nox Fleuret family…”
“I am a Nox Fleuret, though…” You blinked at the messenger.
“Not by blood, young one.”
“Blood shouldn’t matter. I’m part of their family. I was considered a princess. People call me Lady Y/N. I am a Nox Fleuret… whether the Gods see me as one or not…” You said sternly before turning away from the woman. You felt her eyes piercing into your skin, but you ignored it as Lunafreya finally reached you. Your eyes lit up as she briefly stopped her walk and walked towards you, clasping her fingers in between yours. She gave you a nervous grin as you nodded your head in reassurance to her.
“You’ll be fine,” You said as you let go of her hands.
“What would I do without you?” She whispered as she stepped away from you, briefly bowing at Gentiana, before continuing her walk.
Present Day
Letting out a frustrated sigh, you walked away from the crowd and began walking down the road alongside the rest area. The sun was beginning to set as orange and pink hues filled the evening sky. The daemons would be out at any moment now, you knew it. Still, this didn’t stop you from wandering away from the haven. What Ardyn had said to you earlier was eating away at you. Why was the empire seeking your help again so many years later? Didn’t they ruin your life enough as is? They murdered your mother, turned your brother against you, killed King Regis, and attempted to kill not only you, but Lunafreya and Noctis as well. It was too much. You just wanted things to go back to normal. You just wanted Lunafreya to finally be happy with the one she loved – Noctis. To see her happy… it’s all you wanted, and you wanted to give that happiness to her in repayment for all that she’s done for you in the past 12 years.
“Hey, wait up!” You heard the deep, rough voice of Gladiolus along with his heavy footsteps catching up to you.
“I said I want to be alone,” You frowned but stopped walking so he could catch up. He inhaled a deep breath before letting it out.
“You’re a fast walker,” He playfully grinned. However, when he saw you didn’t return the look, it fell from his face. “Are you okay? It seemed like what Iggy said back there hit a nerve.”
“As I told Prompto,” You placed your hands on your hips and glared up at the muscular man. “It’s no big deal. Geez, why can’t you guys get that through your heads?”
With that, you began marching off again.
“We care about you. That’s why,” Gladiolus’s words stopped you once again. “Yeah, you’re Lady Lunafreya’s sister or whatever, but you’ve really grown us all personally in the last couple of days as well.”
“My goal is not to befriend you guys but to be reunited with my sister.”
“Well…” Gladiolus rubbed the back of his neck. “That may be true, but you seem to like us as well. I mean… you got so worried about Noct-“
“Noctis is my future brother-in-law!” You whipped around to look at Gladiolus, tears in the brim of your eyes. “I care about Noctis because he’s important to Lunafreya. He needs to be alive and well when they are reunited so she can be happy again!”
Gladiolus arched a brow before letting out a heavy breath. “Let’s just go back to the motel. It’s getting dark and the daemons…”
You balled your hand into a fist as you bit down on your lower lip. Looking up at the sky to now seeing the first couple of stars, you let go of your tension and turned around back towards the motel. Gladiolus only looked as you walked past him, not once looking in his direction. Sighing, he began to follow you.
~!~
Everyone awakened early the next morning to get to the Titan before nightfall. As you stood beside the Regalia, Ardyn smirked at you while tipping his hat. You clenched your teeth as you glared directly at him. This only caused his smirk to grow wider.
“Care to take another ride, Lady Y/N?” He asked mockingly – already aware of your answer. Still, he had to be an asshole and ask anyway. Before you could leap to say something – or stab him in his throat with your daggers – a gloved hand gently squeezed your shoulder. The tension in your face released as you looked up at Noctis who was glaring the smirking older man down.
“She’s with my group so therefore she’s riding with us from now on, chancellor,” Noctis said, his hand still resting on your shoulder. Meanwhile, you found yourself staring at the prince as he defended you from Ardyn. You didn’t need his defense, of course, but still, for some strange reason, it made your heart beat intensely in your chest. Once again, you were finding Noctis to be quite attractive. You immediately tried to push those thoughts away, however, and tell yourself how lucky Lunafreya was to have him and how’d happy they’d be together.
Coming to your senses, you shrugged his hand off. “I can defend myself. Thanks. No, Chancellor Ardyn, I will not be riding with you today. Thanks for the offer.”
Ardyn let out a low chuckle before shrugging and climbing into his car. “Suit yourself. Let’s get this show on the road, fellas!”
“Everything in order?” Ignis asked him and the other two boys followed him from paying the motel for the night’s stay.
“Great. Let’s go so I can get to Lunafreya before that asshole…” You grumbled the last part with only Noctis hearing. Ignoring your comment, he climbed into the car after letting you secure your seat in the middle.
And with that, you guys were off to make a convergence with the Titan. Little did everyone know, that this would be the first of many on the journey to restore light permanently to the world.
It was damp and cold. The heavy metal handcuffs were heavy on your wrists. You sighed sadly, head resting on the wall as you loosely played with the chains that were attached to your handcuffs and trailed back to the walls. They were eye height whenever you sat against the wall. It was almost pitch black where you were, the torch on the outside of your cell was the only provided light in that dark place. You were sure that the bars of your cell that was just out of reach were rusted. You failed to imagine who else could have been trapped down here. Forced to wait eternities to see if anyone could remember them.
Your thoughts drifted to Noctis and his entourage. They were all so gentle, taking good care of you. Making sure you felt welcome, and happily listening to you when you had something to say. Ignis encouraged you to eat healthily as you traveled with them. Gladiolus offered to help you in working out in the ungodly hours of the morning. Prompto showed you just how easy it was to forgot the simplest things. Noctis, he showed you to love. Your imperfect, but perfect body. The gentle and subtly ways to love someone. However, you always retreated from his grasp. He is to be wed to Lunafreya, a much better candidate for the lazy prince.
You heard a heavy door open. It followed by footsteps and the crackle of a fire. You had no hope for them coming to save you. You knew better, they had greater things waiting for them. An unknown figure appeared in front of your cell, along with another figure. They were in some type of fancy clothing, you couldn't tell where they came from, but not that it mattered.
"Bring them up, Boss wants 'em." The second figure spoke and left. Leaving the other figure alone with you. They unlocked your cell door, approaching you with a new set of handcuffs.
"Now, don't even think about running. You'll be put on a spike if you run." The figure said. They settled the torch down, kneeling down in front of you so they could un cuff you, only to shackle you into new ones.
You stood when the old ones were taken off, rubbing your wrists before the new ones were placed on. You watched how the other figure only watched in curiosity as you didn't start to run. You followed them out, you went up and up. There was too many stairs to climb. You lost count how many steps you had taken.
The figure then lead you down a hallway, turning right and than left. He placed the torch in a socket made for it on the right side of the wall. In front of you was a doorway. Nothing too fancy, neither was the burgundy rug. Or was is stained terribly? You felt a tug at the chains.
"Come on now." They called out, tugging once more. They opened the doorway only to be greeted by them being caught only the edge of a great sword and flung across the room.
You had even barely entered the room and the asshole that brought you here was dead already. You blinked, inside was a massacre. Bodies were strewn across the room, along with their weapons. You felt sick at the smell of all the blood. It was hard to focus on anything else really.
"Y/N!! You're alive!" Prompto cried out happily. Your head snapped up to Prompto, Ignis and Gladiolus not standing too far from each other.
"Y/N..." It was Noctis' voice. Your head turned to see Noctis looking at you in disbelief, he took hesitant steps towards you before finally rushing towards you. Engulfing you a hug.
The familiarity of his arms made your heart warm up. The smell of his cologne calmed you but it also made you so happy. His name left your lips in a gasping whisper. Your arms couldn't even wrap around him properly. He pulled back, hands placing themselves on your shoulders.
"Did they hurt you?" There was so much concern and worry over your being. Emotions swelled up inside you. Tears escaped you eyes as your hands placed themselves gently on Noctis' face.
"No, not at all." You whispered. In this moment you knew, you were worth more than you knew.
The usual serene yet sluggish thrums of morning cling to your eyelids as a pillar of light tumbles through the room and warms the air. It’s mornings like these, the carefree ones that hold little to no responsibility, that you love. And yet, despite this, you know full well that staying in bed for the entire day wouldn’t be productive.
With a gentle sigh, you turn your head to stare at Noctis. He’s sleeping soundly beside you, the soft sounds of his breathing and the calm rise and fall of his chest almost lull you back into that world of dreaming and devotion, but the need to be at least somewhat active wins. “Noct,” You murmur, pressing your hands lightly against his chest in an attempt to rouse him. “It’s time to get up, it’s a big day today—”
“No it isn’t.” He responds with a groan, eyes still shut against the light. “We don’t have any plans, right?”
“Yeah,” You pause. “But every day should be a big day; we’ve got to make the most of it.” And with that he finally opens a single eye, peeking at you through a mess of dark hair. Initially, he’s squinting, unused to the bright light that has entered the room. The fact that you’re so eager to be active and awake is beyond him, completely and utterly.
“How about,” He says. Slowly. “Five more minutes? Then we can get up and, uh, do stuff.”
“Noct…” There’s a waver in your tone, a suggestion that depending on his next words, you might end up cracking.
Wanna read the story that started it all (Recommended) then click here.
Title: Protection
Pairing: Noctis Lucis Caelum x Reader
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Synopsis: Why was Noctis so protective of Y/N? He didn’t even know himself. Well, okay he did... but that’s a secret he wasn’t ready to let out yet.
A/N: No seriously. Go read the main story first. I mean, you don’t NEED to read it but the series of one shots I’m about to do for Noctis revolves all around Noctis and the girl from that story until I get tired of them lololol anyways enjoy.
Protective.
That was the best way Noctis could describe how he felt towards Y/N. She was nowhere near fragile – sometimes she shot her targets better than Prompto – but Noctis still felt the need to protect her. Maybe it was the inner king inside him wanting to protect his people. Or, maybe it was him being the protective friend. Maybe he had a soft heart for the only female in the friend group. Though she often tried to keep up with the boys, there was no doubt there was still an invisible line there that kept her separated from the rest of them.
Whenever Noctis saw her in immediate danger, he’d quickly stop what he was doing and warp her to safety. Often, this caused the others in the group to get mad at him for making her first priority. Don’t get it wrong, the others cared immensely for Y/N’s safety too, but Noctis, something just went off in him when she was in danger. For instance, when the group was infiltrating a Niflheim base and Y/N was surrounded by soldiers. Noctis’s job was to destroy the tower that gave the base power while the others backed him up. However, after witnessing the danger Y/N was in, he immediately warped away from the tower and to her. The others shouted profanities at the young prince while the girl held on tightly to him do to her fear of falling while in midair. He wasn’t going to let her fall, though. Noctis promised her he wouldn’t the first time he warped her back when they were training. Still, that didn’t stop her from chanting, “we’re gonna die” or “don’t drop me.” Though Noctis thought he was doing a good thing in protecting the 20-year-old woman, she still reprimanded him once she was safely back on the ground.
“What the hell, Noctis? I totally had them!” Y/N said as she glared at the prince who only smiled sheepishly at her.
The other times Noctis felt the need to protect the woman was when the Regalia or the Chocobos couldn’t go to certain places and they had to travel by foot. Y/N never complained about the blisters on her feet from her low-heeled boots that were just a little too tight for fighting an empire in. Nor did she complain when the sweltering summer sun pounded its rays on her, making her dehydrated and wanting to pass out at any second. But, as her best friend, Noctis noticed these things while the others didn’t. Well, Prompto noticed but he didn’t act on it as much for, well, reasons. So, he’d offer to carry her. It was hard for him to ask at first since the prince was quite shy, but after a while he’d ask to tease her. It made his heart warm up whenever he asked to carry her and she’d get all flustered and stutter on her words. Her eyes would grow wide and Noctis couldn’t tell if her cheeks were red from the external heat or an internal heat.
Y/N put on a tough exterior in front of the boys. She didn’t want them to feel like she was a damsel in distress. She was totally capable of fending for her own. Noctis had to admit, she was a tough woman. Still, he felt the need to protect her at all costs. Kind of like how he felt for Lunafreya, but stronger. It didn’t even make sense to Noctis - well – okay it did. Noctis knew the exact reason why he was so protective. He’s known it since he was a teenager. And every day, every moment, he spends with the woman, he’s reminded of that reason.
Prompto knew of the reason why Noctis was overprotective of Y/N. He’s known since that summer day, sometime after high school graduation, when Noctis accidentally asked a question that was supposed to remain inside of his head.
“How would the people react to a prince dating a commoner…?”
“What?” An 18-year-old Prompto arched a brow at the prince as they sat on a park bench.
Noctis quickly glanced in his direction, “What?”
“I think if the person made you truly happy, then it shouldn’t matter what the people think,” Prompto sighed. “But who are we talking about?”
“Hey losers, here’s your ice cream. That’ll be a dollar from each of you,” Y/N grinned as she walked over to the two boys with ice cream cones in her arms. Prompto glanced over to Noctis who stared at the girl with a slight glint in his eyes.
“Oh…” Prompto said to himself. “That’s who we’re talking about…”
So, when Y/N shut down emotionally after learning the news of Insomnia falling and the death of her parents, Noctis felt the need to watch after her for a while. The others gave her space, but as her best friend, he couldn’t do that. She had pushed Prompto away when he tried to reach out to her but he somehow knew she wouldn’t push him away. So when he saw her that night before they left for Lestallum, sitting on the edge of a cliff, he decided to finally approach her and talk about what happened. He comforted her as he held her in his arms, never wanting to let go. Noctis wanted to tell her how he felt towards her then and there but the timing was off. She was in distress over her parents. So, instead, he mentioned his wife-to-be, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret. And when Y/N pulled away from his grasp, he knew he instantly made a mistake.
And it was because of the name Lunafreya Nox Fleuret that Y/N would steer clear of Noctis for the next couple of days.
Blood. Screaming. Tears. Guns.
That’s all you saw as you tossed and turned in the tent you slept in. The images of your parents getting shot at by Niflheim soldiers and the image of your brother watching in horror on the television. You weren’t there in person to witness the deaths, but your dreams made you feel like you were. Instantly, your eyes shot open just as a soldier stood above your dad, aiming to shoot him right in the head as he held onto your already deceased mother. Sitting up frantically, you glanced around the darkened tent that you shared to yourself. You shakily reached for the flashlight beside your sleeping bag and crawled out of the tent. The fire that was once brightly burning around dinner time was now a gentle glow. You tiptoed your way over to Noctis’s and Prompto’s tent. Sleeping alone just didn’t seem possible tonight. Stopping in front of the tent, you began to think of your actions.
Would it be wrong to sleep in the same tent with them? You mean, Prompto would be okay but Noctis? He was an engaged man. He was no longer your single prince who didn’t seem to have interest in anyone that approached him. You couldn’t sleep with them. Those teenage years of sharing a bed with the boys while at Noctis’s apartment were over. That ended the day you guys set off to Altissia for the wedding. The day your parents were still alive and told you to return safely. You gulped nervously as flashes of your parents’ dead faces went through your mind. You couldn’t sleep alone tonight. It’d be okay if it was just Prompto who you snuggled up to for comfort, right? You didn’t need Noctis. Besides, Prompto would probably be the only one you could get to wake up anyway. He’d probably bite your head off for waking him up but he’ll understand once you told him the reason behind it.
Slowly, you lifted the tent door and found both the blond and raven-haired boys knocked out. Slowly you crawled in between them on their shared air mattress.
“Prompty…” You whispered in the blond’s ear to awaken him. Nothing. You tried again a bit louder and only received a sudden snore from the boy. When did he become so difficult to awaken? Sighing, you turned to the man you’ve been avoiding the last couple of days. You let out a quick gasp before covering your mouth as your eyes met sapphire ones.
“What are you doing?” He whispered over to you. You thanked the Gods the tent was dark because you knew your face was almost as red as the tomato soup Ignis made for dinner.
“Um… well… I had a nightmare,” You shyly said as you looked away from his piercing eyes.
“What are you? Five?” He rolled his eyes at you.
“It involved my parents…” You said quietly.
“Oh… I’m sorry…” Noctis said. Damn, why’d he had to go and say that?
“I’ll go back to my tent. Sorry for waking you,” You quickly said as you began to crawl out of the tent. Just as you did, Prompto began to stir in his sleep. You immediately froze in place, afraid to wake the boy up. Noctis sat up slowly and grabbed your wrist and pulled you back over to him. Meanwhile, you felt your heart in your throat because Prompto could wake up at any second and let’s just say, you’d rather deal with a cranky Noctis than a cranky Prompto.
“If you leave, you’ll just wake him up and make him angry. So stay,” Noctis said as he tugged more at your wrist. Biting your lip, you hesitantly decided to stay with the boys. One night sharing the tent with them couldn’t hurt, right? It’d be just like old times.
“Thanks… I’ll try not take up too much room,” You said as you tried to make yourself small between the two men. Noctis just let out a heavy sigh before pulling you towards him and into his arms.
“Okay, go to sleep,” He said as he shut his eyes to attempt to fall back asleep. Meanwhile, you felt dizzy from the lack of oxygen you received from your nose being pressed into him and his scent. He smelled of outside but with a hint of his cologne he applied from earlier that day mixing in with it. It made your head spin.
“Noctis…”
“Go to sleep.”
“I can’t breathe…”
“Whoops,” Noctis quickly loosened some of his grip on you. You immediately broke free from his grip and went back to making yourself teeny in between them.
“I’m fine like this, good night!”
“Hm… whatever. Good night,” Noctis said as you turned your back towards him and faced Prompto. You giggled as the boy slept on his arm with his mouth wide open, drool slowly escaping. Slowly, you let sleep overtake you.
“They’re so cute. Why can’t they admit they love each other, already?” Prompto frowned as he snapped a picture of you and Noctis.
“Prompto, it’s quite rude to take pictures of people asleep.”
“Chill, Iggy, I think it’s hilarious. They try so hard to hide their feelings during the day, but they can’t control how they feel once asleep,” Gladio chuckled.
“I’d say they just can’t stay off from one another,” Prompto nudged Gladio with his elbow to see if he got his joke.
“Stick to photography,” Gladio rolled his eyes and walked away.
Prompto just shrugged as he looked down at his freshly taken photograph. Noctis protectively had his arms around Y/N as her head rested on his chest. They both looked peaceful and – as Prompto pointed out – cute. He guessed that Noctis was just protective of Y/N – even in his sleep.
❝You don’t know a good love story when you see one, Noct.❞
Hello! This is my first post here, and I’d just like to say how excited I am to write stuff for the ffxv fandom and become a proper part of it—if you see any spelling errors please don’t hesitate to send a message my way and let me know!
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“I think we just broke a record for most crappy rom-coms watched in a day.” Is the first thing Noctis murmurs as the movie’s credits roll down the screen. You frown at him and shake your head.
“I think you don’t know a good love story when you see one, Noct.” Comes your quick response from over the abundance of cushions you’ve gathered around yourself. Noctis barely gives any acknowledgement of your reply before getting up to wander over to the television and remove the disk from the DVD player. He spares a second to cast a dejected look at the seemingly ginormous pile of romantic movies that you’d coerced him into watching with you while you’re feeling a little bit under the weather, you’re honestly quite thankful for how he’d said yes despite the fact that you were both fairly convinced he wouldn’t like them (which he didn’t).
When he finally pipes up again, you’re somewhat caught off guard. “No, no. I think I know.” It’s at this point that he moves back towards the sofa, taking a seat and directing his gaze down to the denim jeans that he wears. “It’s got to be cliched right?”
Honestly, you weren’t expecting some kind of debate to stem from your throwaway response to his previous words. “Well… I suppose so.” A measured pause. “Why are you—”
“So how about this?” He cuts you off, voice soft and strangely jittery as you peer over at him from across the sofa. “Best friends? That’s lame enough to work… Yeah, best friends. They’d have known each other for a long, long time, I think.” He stops speaking for a second, as if he’s collecting his thoughts. “And then something would happen like one of them would stupidly develop stupid feelings for the other person, and it’s like their whole world is crashing down because that’s their friend—their best friend. They shouldn’t be forming any romantic attachments, right?”
“This seems weirdly personal.” Is all you can say when he finally looks at you, as if waiting for your input and opinion on the matter. But you don’t know what to think; this hasn’t happened before. Not in the eight years you’ve known each other. “What would happen next?” You can’t help the words from slipping into the air, hating yourself for the fact that you’ve become invested in whatever Noctis is talking about. You’re always attentive and alert whenever he’s around. Always listening. Always looking a tad starstruck by his very presence despite the amount of time you’ve spent by each other’s sides.
(in other words, you’re in too deep with Noctis Lucis Caelum, and you have been for a long while now)
Noctis stares at you for a further thirty seconds before sighing and looking away once more. “Well, the one with the feelings—the stupid romantic ones I mentioned before—they wouldn’t accept this idea of… of liking their best friend, and would insist on pushing away every single swell of affection that may pop up. Until one day, they’d end up realising that their way of solving this ‘problem’ isn’t good because it isn’t working…” The fire in his words dampens as he trails off, he seems almost hesitant to continue, as if a sudden burst of confidence has petered out and now he’s left with the soaked remains of a previously passionate speech. “I—” He cuts himself off, awkwardness cutting into his tone like a jagged knife. “I need to go…”
“Wait—what? Noct, what was that all about?” You scramble to peel off your blankets and numerous cushions as he restlessly makes his way towards the door of your apartment.
“It was nothing.” He sounds mildly agitated, stopping in his tracks as you move to stand in front of him. “Just—just forget it happened, Y/N… That’s all.” And with that, he exits the room, tugging on his coat as he goes. You’re left by the kitchen, confusion stumbling through your brain as you ask yourself what could that have possibly been about?
☾
Tumultuous thoughts continue to plague your head for the rest of the day, until darkness is pressed against the windows in icy tendril upon icy tendril of dread. Noctis’ words have created a constant sense of convolution that applies pressure to your temples at least once every thirty seconds, that and the fact that you’re unsure of whether or not he’d gotten home okay. With a heavy sigh you pull out your phone, cursing yourself for not calling earlier all the while. You dial his number and wait for him to pick up.
“Hello?”
“Noctis.”
“Oh, it’s you—”
“Please tell me why you had to leave all of a sudden? It’s not like you to just get up and go, is it? Did I do something? Was it the thing you said? Was it—” The words fall dead upon your tongue as a sudden realisation pulses through your head. “You were trying to tell me something weren’t you?” This in itself is a rather strange notion, as while you and Noctis are certainly close, he’s never confided in you about anything to do with romance. Never. “Do you like someone?”
Noctis neglects the notion to reply. In fact, the only way you can tell that he’s still there is by the shallowness of his breath.
“Come on, who is it?” You murmur after a solid twenty seconds of silence. “You know you can trust me with this important information, right? I’m basically a safe.” You speak with assurance in your tone, “Noct?”
He speaks with rigidity, as if the syllables are stiff and difficult to dislodge from his throat. “If I told you it would be a bit… counterproductive,” A measured pause follows. “Even if you’re a so-called safe.” There’s the smallest spike of amusement in his voice at this.
“I don’t understand…”
“Think about it, Y/N.” He falls silent now, and you wrack your brain. Who could he be talking about—
“Oh.” Disbelief meanders through your veins, a sudden swirl of shock forced into your system. “Wait a second, Noct… is it me?”
“This is a good love story, right?” He asks, referring back to the statement that had started it all. Vulnerability is heavy in his words, though, as if he hasn’t caught on to the fact that you’re entirely head over heels for him.
“The best—a bit cliched however.”
Relief is evident on Noctis’ end of the line from the sigh that falls from his lips. “But with those films you made me watch, I sort of gathered that cliches made for the best rom-coms?” And with a sudden accusatory slant to his tone, “You said before that it was supposed to be cliched, too!”
You choose to ignore the final comment and, biting back the smile that teases the corners of your lips, open your mouth to respond. “Sometimes, I suppose… In this case? Definitely.” The conversation dies down for a little while now, and you find yourself involuntarily piping up for a final time. “Do you want to come over? I know it’s getting sort of late but I don’t mind if you want to sleep here.”
“Sure, okay.” He says. “I’ll be there in a little while.”
