[ He should have known that he'd only last a short while before succumbing to his own desires. He can't even be frustrated with Noctis for bending the rules because here he is, cuddling the king on a couch. Admittedly, there's no one else around that he trusts more and they've also all lived in each other's pockets for so long that perhaps sitting on a couch closely isn't...odd, but still. He knows what this is. He should be the one moving away.

Instead, his arm lowers, fingers brushing the top of Noctis' shoulder while the king settles in, dangerously close to where cool metal presses against his skin. He's never hid that he still wears the ring, of course, but Noctis has never been so close to it recently. Softly, because the movie is on, not because it's just to Noctis, no, not at all, ]

Given that you'll fall asleep on almost any surface if you stay still long enough, I think you may be biased, but the compliment is appreciated all the same.