Noctis x Reader ~Destined Meeting

Appreciation from the Prince

Your eyes fluttered open in a slight daze, the blurry figure entering your sight focusing. His dark blue eyes watched you intently under long eyelashes, feeling his fingertips brush lightly against your forehead in a brief manner of brushing away your bangs.

"N-Noct." You gasp out with an accompanying cough, trying to relieve the constricting pain in your throat.

"Sh, your safe now f-n" Noctis whispers gently, continuing to stroke away at the remaining strands of hair lying across your forehead.

"What happened?" You manage to say with your natural voice.

"Fainted. Guessing you used your powers a little bit overboard." He explained.

"Oh." You mouthed quietly. Your cheeks burned underneath the heating sun's rays, not just because of the high temperature, realizing the position you were sleeping in. Your legs and body were outstretched across the leather backseats, laying your head comfortably on the ravenette's lap. His hand pushed against your spine, helping you lean back upright. The air reeked with the scent of gasoline, random colored cars of different designs parked adjacent to machines with pumps tucked into it. 'Huh, a gas station.' You inferred, examining your surroundings through squinted eyes.

"The others are picking a few supplies up from the store if you're wondering." Noctis told, shuffling in his seat. The collar of his ebony jacket lowered from his movement, a small scratch mark gaining your attention. He became cornered in his seat, feeling his cheeks flush as you invaded his personal bubble. He weirdly enough didn't mind it.

"Noct, is your neck alright?" You questioned with worry, peering down at the scratch that taunted you like it was signaling that it was your fault.

"Of course I am. Something like this wouldn't bring me down." He answered almost sarcastically, tugging the collar of coat upward in an attempt to obscure your view.

"I can heal it, if you want." You suggested, inching your fingers towards his neck.

A swift hand latched onto your wrist, your breath nearly freezing in sudden shock.

"I'm okay f-n. Don't worry about." He replied, slowly letting his fingers slip away from your wrist.

"Just don't get hurt again." He murmurs almost inaudible, a part of you thankful that you managed you catch the brief sentence.

"I-I appreciate it Noct, but it is my duty to protect you. That's the real reason why I'm here. Your father loved you so much that he sent me to reassure that you'd wed Luna." You say with a smile, ignoring the strange pain you felt when mentioning her name.

"Heh, he really was protective of me back then." Noctis says with a smirk, remembering how he got in trouble when he took the blame for Iris' (Gladiolus' younger sister) disappearance.

"You sure are lucky Noct. Having a father like that." You say, frowning at the memories of your father or brother abusing you when they were drunk. Noctis looks back at you, noticing a tint of sadness hidden in your words.

"Well I need to say thank you." He says sincerely.

"Why do you wanna say that?" You ask confused, tilting your head to the side.

"For protecting me, on behalf of my father." He replies, smiling softly.

"Don't sweat it. You don't need to thank me for anything." You say sheepishly, feeling your heart flutter in the most uncomfortable way.

You shift back into the middle seat of the Regalia, seeing Prompto, Ignis, and Gladiolus coming out of the store with their hands crammed with bags.

"You guys look like you went on a shopping spree." Noctis comments with an amused grin.

"You think Noct!? Why don't you carry all these bags!" Prompto replies annoyed, giving him a glare as he placed the bags into the trunk. Noctis shrugs his shoulders lazily, slouching in his seat.

"Hmph." You overhear Prompto huff in annoyance.
Prompto's eyes widen in realization, seeing you alive and kicking.

"f-n! You're finally awake!" He exclaims excitedly, climbing into the vacant seat next to you, pulling you into a tight hug. You wrap your arms around his neck, burrowing your head into his shoulder. You pull back with a gleaming smile.

"I sure am Prom." You say.

"Nice to see you finally awake f-n." Ignis comments, planting himself in the driver seat.

"Yeah, Prompto wouldn't stop whining about how he wouldn't be able to see your precious eyes again." Gladio says with a chuckle.

You gaze at Prompto, noticing a faint blush coating his pale face. You tease him playfully, pinching his cheek softly.

"Aw, don't worry Prom, I can't get knocked out that easily." You say proudly.

"I know, but anything can happen to you f-n." He replies, his eyes filled with worry. You're taken a back, noticing the serious tone in his voice. He truly wished for you to stay safe.

"Don't worry, I'll try not to overuse my powers again." You promise, placing a hand over your heart.

"Good." He says with a sincere smile.
You smile softly, leaning back into your seat as the Regalia jerked forward back onto the highway.

Time Skip
You woke up from your nap, stretching your arms above your head. Your eyes open, examining your surroundings. One thing you noticed was Noctis, Prompto, Ignis, or Gladio were no where to be seen. You jump out of the car, trying to spot any of them wandering a bout in the grassy plains.

"So you're the famous f-n?" You hear the mocking tone of a woman call out. You swiftly turn on your heel to see a woman encased in black, metal armor wielding a sharp spear in her iron gauntlets.

"Who the hell are you!?" You growl, summoning your sword.

"Hmph, we'll see if your worthy of knowing my name." She responds, charging towards you with her spear. You raise your sword in front of you, ready to reflect her attack.

Aranea Highwind was the woman's name, or Dragoon, well-known for her aerial combat skills. You would stand firmly against your unknown assailant, fighting fiercely against her until the rest of the group would come to your aid...