Ooohh! That’s so cute!
“Where the hell are we?” Noctis would wonder. Meanwhile his crush would probably nudge him and tease, “I’m sure you can read.” And gesture to the signs and banners hanging around.
They’d get off the Gondola and immediately, due to the crowd, get separated.
His crush will probably be one of those people that easily gets lost, is entirely too trusting, and a bit on the spacey side.
Noctis, though a normally a solitary person, would be freaking out that he lost them because of this, and worry about them until he found them again.
The crush on the other hand would be running about the carnival, trying to find a gift for Noctis, not even thinking that he’d be worried about someone like them.
(They probably both thought that the other didn’t think of them as they thought of the other. Lots of pining and unresolved feelings.)
They’d end up passing each other quite a few times, just glimpses through the crowd. Noctis would find this vexing and eventually warp to their side, stares be damned.
Except he’d overshoot it and knock them over while landing on them. (They’d both be mortified, but end up laughing about it as they got up.)
Eventually, after they make sure each other are okay, Noctis will become a little bold and grab their hand. He’d refuse to let go and and state that ‘this way we won’t get separated again.’
He’d be upset that he had been so worried, and even more flustered when he’d realize what he said.
Their crush will be slightly embarrassed, but would agree. “So long as you don’t get us both lost.”
Cue an awkward silence as they try to grown comfortable with one another’s hand in theirs.
That is until his crush sees the Chocobos that are waiting to be raced on a nearby dock.
They’d drag him over to the races and challenge him.
Long story short, they get a bit too competitive. The crush would fall off their Chocobo and into the water, and Noctis would panic and jump after them.
“AAAAaaaannnd now we’re both soaked.” The crush would state as Noctis dragged them back onto the dock.
(His crush is extremely accident prone. Something that he finds as endearing as he does frustrating.)
“You’re going to kill me with stress one day.” He’d state as a joke, and they’d just sit on the dock they’re at and let the sun dry them as much as possible.
But since it wouldn’t dry all they way, goofy carnival clothes here they come.
They’d decide to hit up a few of the food stands and go and pester the mascots.
Once that was done, they’d reach for one another’s hand(As it’s become habit very quickly) and just stroll around, enjoying the day.
They’d start talking a bit more about themselves. Their thoughts and hopes for the future. What they think of their friends and funny memories. Eventually, they’d find somewhere to sit and talk a little bit more about themselves and their current state of affairs.
Soon though, night would fall and they’d hear fireworks. They’d go and watch them, the crush enamored with the sight, while Noctis would watch as the light of the fireworks illuminated them.
He’d turn away just as his crush leaned his head against his shoulder, and turn bright red.
But…he’d gather enough courage and lean down to press a kiss to their forehead.
But they’d sit up at that moment and he’d end up kissing their ear instead.
If he wasn’t red before he’d definitely be now at that fail of a kiss.
His crush would take pity on him and laugh it off, right before grabbing the back of his head and pulling him into an actual kiss.
They’d leave the festival to find the others then, hand in hand and positively giddy at how the day went.
Imagine Final Fantasy 