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Ignis "no chill" Scientia | イグニス・スキエンティア (

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banebu on July 5th, 2018 at 08:57 pm

[Gladio has always been there as a steady, ever-present rock of reliability in Ignis' life. He has always known that should he ever reach out his hand, fumbling for support, Gladiolus would be right there. The man has never let him down before.

He doesn't need to be led. Ignis knows the way to the hotel from where he was sat like the back of his own hand, but he keeps his fingers curled into the fabric of Gladio's jacket while they walk side by side, making soft and idle small-talk about the current state of the world and what Iris is up to these days. It does Ignis good to hear about her. She always tries to help him just that little bit too much, but he never speaks unkindly to her about it - she's just trying to help.

Their path through the Leville feels strangely familiar, though he can't put his finger on why until they reach the door. His breath in as he realises is short, audible, and he presses his fingertips to the frame as a flood of memories return.

Gods. Why did it have to be this room?]

Here we are. [He echoes, his hand finally relinquishing its grip, sliding lightly down Gladio's arm, and he laces their fingers loosely together to tug the taller man down towards a soft, careful kiss against the corner of his mouth.]

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