You’re A Jerk (Noctis x Reader)
Character: Noctis Lucis Caelum
Fandom: Final Fantasy XV
Categories: Reader Insert, Female!Reader
Title: You’re A Jerk
Suggested by anon:
during a fight Noctis gets angry at his s/o (who has a crush on Noct but have yet to confess) because they weren’t focusing, and didn’t trained as much as Noctis and the boys (idk i guess Gladio) have told them, like he’s very hard on them and scold their s/o who end up feeling embarassed and guilty but then later on he make up for it?
Suggested by @wennbergbabe:
A fluffy one where Noct spends all day teaching you how to sword fight and it ends with you guys cuddling on the beach
He was late, but he was there. As attractive as usual as he walked my way.
“Sorry I’m late…” Noctis sighed, his brow furrowed.
Just that told me that his day hadn’t gone too smoothly and his duties as prince were irritating him deeply.
My boyfriend walked closer and barely even looked at me as he passed me by and went to pick up his sword. He tossed me my own wooden sword, which I immediately caught first try. I sighed as I feebly glanced at it and loosely held it, letting my arm fall at my side.
Noctis never allowed me to use real swords when we trained, allegedly too scared that we would hurt ourselves during our sparring.
As he positioned himself in his fighting stance, I knew there was something wrong. Something had upset him during his meeting, he was different that day.
There was no playful and flirtatious smile or glance as he prepared to train, there were no silly comments, no nothing.
Perhaps his duties as prince were far too great for him, perhaps he was overwhelmed and he was just fed up. Whatever the case, that was not the mood I usually saw Noct in.
Reluctantly, and hating to see him in such a mood, I acquired my own fighting stance. He didn’t even give me time to blink before he swung his sword at me.
Squeaking because of the sudden movement, I moved my weapon in a reflex to block his attack. I frowned as I stepped back, taken aback by that aggressiveness.
Our swords collided with one another, time after time, until Noctis finally managed to see a flaw in my attack as my movements were too open, and he took advantage of that by pointing his sword to my neck menacingly. He had won.
I still carried my sword in my hand, but in a real fight he would kill me before I could swing my weapon at him.
“Again” Noctis blandly said, impatiently as he retreated his sword and waited for me to get ready.
I took a deep breath, not really enjoying our training anymore, and acquiring an alert stance once more.
Noctis immediately attacked, nimbly moving and advancing as tough we were fencing. The sound of wood hitting wood echoed around the spacious room, along with our elaborated breaths and our shoes squeaking against the marble floors.
“C’mon!” Noct yelled in frustration. “Wake up, Y/N!”
I was doing my best, but I was no match for Prince Noctis himself. After all, I was just now starting to learn how to use a sword and he had known for years.
Also, he had never been so hard and demanding of me before in any of our training sessions. I was starting to regret asking him to teach me.
I gasped when Noctis pulled the same move from before, using my open movements to win the fight. Except for the fact that this time, he hit his sword against mine with so much strength that it knocked mine away from my hand.
He had also hit my hand when he did, making me yelp in pain and clutch my sore hand to my chest. Noctis was still too agitated to notice.
“Focus, Y/N!” He shouted at me, upset about my poor skills. “If this were a real fight, you’d be dead!”
“I’m learning!” I defended myself, embarrassed and slightly guilty that I couldn’t be as good as he was.
“Well, maybe you should try harder so you can finally learn!” His eyes harshly pierced me, almost disappointed. “I can’t always be there to save your ass!”
I furiously kicked the sword and gave him my best glare before angrily facing my back to him.
“You’re a jerk!” I shouted at him, storming off outside the building.
I sat at the long staircase outside the palace, trying to get over the scene. I was more sad than angry, to be fair. I only stared at my reddened hand and wondered what would happen between Noctis and me after that.
I was actually waiting for him to come back and apologize, and even then I would play hard to get. He hard embarrassed me and hurt my feelings and wouldn’t get away with it so easily.
Trying to see his perspective, I could understand that being a prince was stressful. That he could sometimes lose his temper and burst like he did.
But that didn’t mean he could leash out on me like that when I had nothing to do with it!
“Hey” Noct’s voice said behind me, just as he sat down next to me.
I didn’t reply nor look at him, pretending he wasn’t even there. I was so mad, he had no right to act like that. Even if he was angry because of something, it didn’t involve me and he shouldn’t have taken it out on me.
“How’s your hand?” At least he had noticed after all.
I wanted to make him feel bad and say ‘it hurts’ but I resolved to keep giving him the silent treatment.
Noctis leaned forward slightly to take a look at it himself. I caught a glimpse of a wince in his face when he noticed the area between my thumb and my index finger had reddened there where it hit me.
“Sorry, I promise I didn’t mean to hit you” The guilt was tangible in his voice as he spoke slowly and cautiously. “I just wanted to disarm you and…”
I remained strong in my silence, not even bothering to look at him still.
“I’m a jerk…” He sighed, allegedly annoyed with himself.