A.N.: This was written for the following prompt on The Cult of Noctis: "Noctis wants something someone else has."

Disclaimer: Don't own Final Fantasy XV


The pristine condition of the prince's apartment was both a blessing and a curse: a blessing because it was clean; a curse because it meant that he wasn't in his apartment, and hadn't been there for days.

"Noct, where are you?"

"I'm at Prompto's place. His parents aren't here, so I'm keeping him company."

Ignis pursed his lips. "How many nights have you spent at Prompto's house?"

A pause. "A few."

Ignis sighed. "Noctis."

"It's nice here!"

"Haven't you run far enough from your responsibilities already?"

"Apparently not," Noctis grumbled.

Ignis grit his teeth. "Come home. Now."

Noctis sighed. "Fine!"