Final Fantasy XV
Short End of the Stick
by DoveFanworks
It was only then that he took notice of the way his charge’s hands were held, cupped close to his chest, curved over and around one another, keeping whatever it was he so clearly held out of sight. Even as he noticed all of that, Noctis was moving them, pulling them away from his chest, though not letting them stray far, and unfurling his fingers slowly. “Noct, what are you-”