Devil May Cry ~ Fill Your Dark Soul With Light ~ {Dante x Reader}

Chapter 19: The Fallen Kingdom of Lucis

A heavy sigh could be heard from the young king as he gazed at his reflection with little interest. Dark, bleak orbs stared back at him with the same feeling of distaste. 

Lazily, Noctis readjusted the tie he had wrapped firmly around his neck.

The feeling wasn't satisfying. The restraints of the tie resembled the feeling of having hands wrapped tightly around his throat, squeezing the living breath out of his very being. 

"This god damn tie." he cursed.

"Noct."

Noctis looked up from his tie to see the reflection of his royal adviser approaching him.

"Ignis." he greeted.

Ignis peered at Noctis behind his glasses. He didn't fail to notice the frustration plastered across his face.

"Need help?" he asked, his gloved finger pointed at the crooked tie that hung awkwardly on the king's neck.

"If you don't mind." Noctis replied, looking down at his failed attempt of dressing himself.

Ignis chuckled lightly under his breath and went to help his friend. With quick hands he readjusted the tie with ease.

"Even as a king, you are still unable to dress yourself properly." he joked.

"Shut it." Noctis mumbled, taking a quick glance at his reflection once more.

The sight of himself all dressed up in a suit was nothing new to him. Regardless he didn't enjoy it. For one they were very uncomfortable and sometimes itchy.

The structured material was very restricting on his movement. But as the now king of Lucis, he was expected to wear something more formal like his late father did, instead of his usual casual shirt and cropped trousers.

Sometimes he wondered how his friend Ignis was able to survive wearing suits daily.

"You ready?" Ignis asked.

Noctis breathed out yet another sigh and nodded. "Yeah.." he simply replied and turned his back towards the mirror before walking out of the room with Ignis following close behind.

{~With (Y/n)~}

You watching Trish packing her stuff and put up her shades throwing her stuff over her stuff.

"You sure you wished to leave?" You asked.

Trish nodded. "I have a lot to learn a lot about the modern world and I gotta fit it if Redgrave wouldn't be safe from the demons." She walks over to you and holds out the amulet. "Give this back to Dante for me will ya, sweetie."

You took it from your hand and examine it. "You don't want it?"

"Nah, I think your way better person who would keep any jewelry safe. I might lose it." Trish smiled.

You hum and clasp your hand on the amulet. "Then...safe journey's. And don't pick up a hitch hiker."

Trish smiles and nodded. "I'll try to remember that, girl. And if you ever got bullied by others guys you can always count on me. You should date Dante, he's been eyeing you like a love sick puppy." she winks to tease you.

You blushed furiously and stutter your words. "Wha- No! I- dah! Trish!"

Trish giggles and blow a kiss to you. "See ya later, BFF!"

When the door shuts, she left and it was just you alone.

You going to loose your mind because you can't stop thinking what Trish said.