Puppy Love - Chapter 1 - SensationalSunburst - Final Fantasy XV [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Noctis was late.
Noctis was never late. Despite his reputation, despite being the earthly embodiment of sleepy fury he was when awoken and his proclivity for falling asleep at literally any time (or anywhere as Nyx had unfortunately discovered), he was never late. If he was running even a minute behind schedule he sent out a little text of warning.
So, the little prince’s radio silence, even if he was just 7 minutes (7 minutes and 42 seconds) late, was unusual, and things that were unusual were suspicious. Outside, thunder rumbled through the streets and the near torrential downpour of the storm that beat against his windows had chased the usual crowd bustling from one colorful bodega to the next inside; only the sound of the occasional car rumbling past on uneven cobblestone disrupted the storm overhead.
The sound of a key fumbling in his lock knocked Nyx from his path, pacing back and forth in front of his largest window. He was at the door fast enough that he wouldn’t have been surprised to find his kukri wedged in the doorframe. But he took a moment to pause, breathe deeply and wipe the worry from the line of his eyebrows before he opened the door, allowing a smile to warm his face as he swept his eyes over his absolutely drenched prince.
The smile and most of his color drained from his face however, when he took in Noctis’s pinched expression, the way he hadn’t pushed past him into the apartment and most glaring of all, the way he was holding himself; hunched over with his arms wrapped protectively around his chest.
“Are you hurt? What happened!?” Nyx’s finger flew to press against the comm device usually placed in his ear, desperate to call for backup.
“Let me see.” Nyx reached for Noctis’s chest but the prince shyed away. “Noctis-”
“S hut up ! Look.”
With his back mostly turned, Noctis had unzipped his black hoodie and turned around slowly to reveal a tiny, square shaped head poking out from against his chest.
The puppy barked once and wiggled itself upwards to lick away the rainwater still streaming down Noctis’s face. White tipped paws found purchase on the edge of his hoodie and it made it halfway from its safe haven before Noctis caught it to cradle it against his chest, still curled inward, braced for Nyx’s rejection.
“They just threw her out of the car, Nyx. A moving car. I sent the license plate to Cor but I couldn’t leave her.”
Noctis turned his deadliest weapon upon Nyx and lowered his head to look up at him through his absurdly thick lashes.
The puppy was tiny, some sort of pit, with blue grey fur and a set of eyes blue enough to rival his own. But its paws, dipped in white like it was wearing socks, were big and it was clear that it would grow into a sizable animal. For now it fit perfectly against the curve of Noctis’s throats where he cradled it, smiling helplessly as it continued to lick at every possible square inch of his face that it could reach.
“I’m not home enough to take care of a dog, Noct.” Nyx sighed.
“I’ll watch her when you’re working and you can watch her when I have… stuff.”
“And what when we’re both busy?” Nyx crossed his arms across his chest, attempting not to be distracted by the dizzying effect of how tight Noctis’s soaked jeans clung to his legs and the obscene (on purpose, Nyx knew) pout forming on his lips.
“Ignis will watch her. Won’t he, Princess?” Noctis cooed down at the puppy, who barked and whined in response.
“You already named it?”
“Her.” Noct corrected and lifted the puppy up and out to lick at Nyx’s face. He struggled to keep his expression neutral as the dog’s tongue lapped dangerously close to his mouth.
“You can even train her. She’s smart, I can tell.” Noct pulled the puppy back towards himself as Nyx’s lips twitched, the elder struggling to maintain his farce.
But the battle had been lost the moment Nyx had seen Noctis’s rare, sincere grin as he tickled the puppy’s belly.
“If it shits on the floor, you’re cleaning it up.”
“Sure!” Noct laughed, bounding forward, to smiled against Nyx’s lips.
(He didn’t clean it up)