[That box should have remained there for eternity, never to be touched or thought about; Ignis made peace with it. He hoped, that one day when he died, he'll find some peaceful place where he can dream of simpler days and simpler things- tall bright windows, sneaking around the citadel, hushed whispers and laughs, gentle teasing. It would've been enough- it always was.
Or so Ignis convinced himself.
He'd give everything to Noctis, that's how it always was. Always will be. And he would give this to him too. And take in return. But Luna is someone he has no chance against no matter how deep his feelings go, or what he did. Some facts just can't be changed.
It feels like his heart is going to burst out of his chest and somehow he hopes it does because it will end this sweet torture- at least temporarily. He squeezes Noct's hands back tightly but doesn't dare say a word- his voice will betray him. Only keeps him close, both of them pressed together, tightly.
'I can't do this. Please, move away,' is stuck behind his teeth and not coming out. Because, for once, he's being selfish.]
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Or so Ignis convinced himself.
He'd give everything to Noctis, that's how it always was. Always will be. And he would give this to him too. And take in return. But Luna is someone he has no chance against no matter how deep his feelings go, or what he did. Some facts just can't be changed.
It feels like his heart is going to burst out of his chest and somehow he hopes it does because it will end this sweet torture- at least temporarily. He squeezes Noct's hands back tightly but doesn't dare say a word- his voice will betray him. Only keeps him close, both of them pressed together, tightly.
'I can't do this. Please, move away,' is stuck behind his teeth and not coming out. Because, for once, he's being selfish.]