•Noctis Lucis Caelum Oneshots •

•Avert Your Eyes•

// I got this amazing idea when I was up at 3:00 am last night, because my house is constantly at 70 degrees and I honestly can't stand it. With that out of the way, I hope you enjoy~//

Word Count: 959
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   "Noct." Your muffled voice called out.

   "What." He groaned out, his head placed upon his hand.

    "Noooct!" You whined, lifting your head up from the desk, pushing a few strands of hair behind your ear.

   "Seriously, what is it (y/n). Ms. What's her face over there is gonna get mad at us if you keep making that racket." He mumbled back, his blue eyes glazing over you.

   "I'm bored." You bluntly stated, resting your chin on your palm, looking at the young prince who shot you a deadpan stare.

   "It's school. What do you expect." He spat out, leaning his head back, closing his eyes.

    "Well, don't you think I know that?" She said with a sigh, taking a side glance at the clock that hung on the plain, boring walls of the classroom.

    "Well draw or something. You're always doing it in class, so why not do it now?" He suggested, looking back at you, rubbing his temples. He was in the odd state of ' I was tired enough when I got here, so please just let me sleep or go home'.

     "Ok, what do I draw?" You asked him, racking his brain with another question. He sighed, and glanced around the room, trying to think of something quick so maybe he could catch a couple of minutes of shut eye before going home..to nap some more.

   "I don't know, (y/n). Draw something that you like. Something you'd live and die for. For example, mine would be a bed, and just maybe you." Noctis said with a slight, tired grin.

   You sighed, and smacked him lightly in the side of the head. "Alright, prince of pillows, thanks." You grumbled, Noctis lightly chuckling in the background.

   You pulled out a small sketchbook, and a mechanical pencil from your (f/c) bag, throwing them on the desk with a loud smack.

   "Seriously..calm down.." Noctis mumbled, closing his eyes and drifting into a daze.

    You giggled, and opened the sketchbook to an open page, grabbing your pencil and..doing absolutely nothing.

    You let out a heated sigh, glancing around the room, pondering on Noctis' idea. 'Something you like. Something you'd live and die for.' You thought, the words bouncing around your mind like a ball in a pinball machine.

     "Urg..." You groaned out, resting your chin on the blank paper that seemed to laugh at you. The stark white just blinding you with humiliation.

    You looked up a bit, glancing at the raven haired prince who sat dozed off in front of you, lost in his own world, vivid dreams painting stories in his sleep.

   Without any conscience, you absentmindedly started to sketch out a figure on your paper, covering it in streaks of graphite that are soon to create a masterpiece.

   Looking back and forth from your paper to Noctis, you slowly but surely created a portrait of the sleeping prince, looking as peaceful on paper as he was in your eyes.

   A slight smile tugged at the corners of your lips, and a watercolor like pink danced on your cheeks.

    "Hey...Noct.." You whispered quietly, gently shaking the ravenette by the shoulder, waking him with a muffled groan.

   His crystalline blue irises fluttered open under long, luscious eyelashes, a slight shine in them at the sudden sight of your excited demenor.

    "Hm? What is it now?" He slurred out, rubbing his eyes open cutely. You smiled and held up the picture for him to see, a slight shade of red overtaking his cheeks.

   "You told me what to draw, so..ta-da!" You jeered out happily, your face scrunching up into a wide grin.

    "Wait..I told you to draw something you like..and you'd live and die for. So why'd you draw me?" He questioned quietly, taking the sketch pad in his hands, and admiring it with wide eyes.

  You glanced to the side, avoiding his gaze even though it was somewhere else. "Because..honestly, I would live and die for you, Noctis. Not just because you're the prince or anything, but because.."

   You looked back over at him, seeing that he had an adorable, wide grin and loud blush adorning his features, making you let out a slightly loud laugh.

   "Noctish! You're adorable!" You said happily, admiring the prince with a loving, (e/c) gaze. He turned away with a 'hmpf', and placed the sketchbook on the desk between you two.

   "Oh be quiet..." He mumbled out, crossing his arms.

   You laughed again, and patted him on the shoulder. "Noctis, let's just face it. You're cute. You're precious and the world just isn't good enough for you. You're a precious cinnamon roll." You teased, causing him to look at you with a confused gaze.

    "Cinnamon roll..?" He questioned, a slight urge for laughter tugging at his lips.

    "Yes. A precious one at that." You corrected.

     He blushed again, and smacked you on your forehead, grinning at you as he crossed his arms again.

    "Oh, I'm sorry. Everyone! Avert your eyes! The prince of Lucis is being adorable." You teased, smirking back at the said prince.

     "I swear, I am not even kidding when I say this (y/n), I will send out a warren for your death of you don't stop." Noctis groaned out, facepalming, signaling just how 'done' he is at the moment.

    "But you're cute!" You chirped out.

  Noctis sighed, and placed a quick kiss on your forehead.

   "You are too, but please, stop complimenting me. You're the real precious cinnamon roll."

(A/N: Well, there ye go. A quick Noctis fluff for you to survive the week on. I was on tumblr a bit too much this weekend, and that's wher ether while preciously  cinnamon roll thing came from. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed!! And up next, will hopefully be a young Noctis X reader, so get ready!
- LightTheNightSky