I have always hated the trope of a someone kissing someone who is not attracted to you. Like please no…
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Noctis
He saw you across the ball, trying to find some way out of the corner that the young Viscount had wedged you in. Noctis was trying his absolute hardest to get out this annoying conversation that he and his Father were dragged into by the Duchess. He watched your nervous smile along with Prompto, Gladiolus, and Ignis who had all attempted to come to your rescue only to be halted by something or another.
Everyone at this party knew that the two of you were an item, undeniable to one another, but the young Viscount set his eyes on you and everyone knew that he believed he was the Gods gift to women.
Blue eyes watched in horror as you were dragged to the dance floor at the start of a waltz. You had no issues dancing with anyone other than Noctis, but the way this man held you close, Noctis could see the look of rage bubbling in you, but were trying really hard to not deck royalty.
He couldn’t hear what the Viscount had said to you, but the range of emotion from shock to unbridled rage was seen on your face. Noctis turned as he felt something tap his leg, only to notice Regis’s cane tap at his calf. Seems that Regis was also watching and didn’t like where this was going.