The Regalia’s engine purred softly, cutting through the silence of the night. Stars dotted the sky, but the beauty of the view did little to mask the biting cold that crept into the car. You pulled your jacket tighter around you, shivering as the warmth from earlier in the day vanished with the sun.

Next to you, Noctis sat slouched in his seat. His white tank top and unzipped baggy hoodie offered no protection from the chill, and his usual wristbands and bandages only made him look colder. His hands rested loosely in his lap,

The others were up front—Prompto humming to himself, Ignis focused on the road, and Gladiolus half-asleep in the passenger seat. They were oblivious to the cold and the quiet tension in the back.

Noctis shifted beside you, letting out a quiet breath. His dark eyes flickered toward you for a moment

You stayed still, feeling the ice in the air as disgustongly cold air engulfed your arms within goosebumps. you could genuinely only want one thing right now—warmth.

The road stretched endlessly ahead, the night freezing. But the warmth from Noctis’ firm body definitely transferred upon your arm. Making his body look even more comfortable.