White Lines

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So I decided to save you guys the trouble of reading all of the apologies that happened afterward because of time that I have to write and my intrest in that subject is depleated. So Vanz apologized and this is the next day.

--thanks for reading!

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"So, what are you getting a me for Christmas?" Leah asked.

Noctis turned around from where he was digging through his suitcase. Keith had two spare bedrooms and let them stay with him, so Noctis was looking for a spare pair of socks.

"Why would I tell you that?" he asked teasingly.

"Because you love me and know that I hate surprises." Leah said, batting her eyelashes rand poking out her lip.

"Does that mean you hate me then?"

"You were a good surprise."

Noctis walked towards her and leaned down to her ear, "This will be even better." He whispered.

His breath was warm against her neck and ear and made her face grow unbearably warm. He always had that effect in her though, even when he would put his arms around her and pull her closer to him at night, she couldn't help but blush at the feeling of him being close to her.

"How much better?" she asked.

A piece of hair fell in her face and he pushed it back with the back of his fingers, grazing her cheek delicately.

"So much that you wouldn't even believe."

"I think I might enjoy that surprise then."

Noctis leaned forward and grazed their lips together, smiling at the small chill that went through her body.

"You're not mad at me are you?" He asked against her lips.

His voice was so soft that even his breath curled like silk against her lips.

"How could I be when you treat me like this?" she ran her hand over his cheek and tangled her fingers through his hair.

Though her voice and the look on her face told him differently, the look in her eyes was painfully and heartwrenchingly sad. She was so good at consealing her feelings that he rarely ever knew when she was really happy or just faking.

"Please don't pretend to be happy if you aren't." he said.

"What are you talking about? " Leah asked.

Noctis didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and pressed their foreheads together.

"Noctis." she said.

"What?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I don't know, why don't you tell me?" he said.

"No, we aren't doing this right now."

"I can tell that you are bothered by something. What is it?" he tipped her face up to his with the side of his finger.

"Well, i sort of would like to kiss you at least once without someone interrupting us." Leah said, a small hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

"I can do that." Noctis said, making his accent thicker.

Leah hadn't realized it, but she had gotten so used to his accent, she really didn't notice it anymore. It wasn't until he forced it to be thicker that she even remembered that he had one.

"That was sexy." she said.

"Merci mon amour." he said softly.

The way her eyes lit up when he spoke in French made Noctis' heart skip a beat. Just as he leaned in to kiss her though, a loud crash came from the living room and Noctis sighed as he heard yelling and then, "You damn wanker!" He leaned back from her and turned his head towards the door,