One foot is already over that invisible line, and the other is ready poised and ready to follow. Only it's going to drag, going to destroy that line completely in it's wake. Leave them nothing to go back to should this fail.
It would be foolish to think they could just stop this and go back. This wasn't the Regalia, and there were no u-turns in life or death. They wouldn't be able to repair should this new, fragile thing be damaged.
He still wants it. Wants that heart he feels beating underneath the surface. Wants to give his own in return. But is it fair to only give half when he's being given a whole in return? Is it right to only ever love someone half as much as you possibly could?
What was the right answer?
Luna wasn't here. Ignis was. Luna would want him to be happy. Ignis was one of the sources of that happiness. Scales and balances, each side weighing heavy. But Luna wasn't here, and no one else has arrived but them. Most weren't lucky enough to have anyone from their own world arrive with them. The chances of Luna suddenly appearing were slim. Low enough that they could almost be zero.
Instead it was Ignis who was here beside him. Always having his back. Watching over him. Taking care of him. Ignis deserved to have this for himself. This one thing.
And so Noctis gave it. Finally.
They were so close. All it took was lifting his head for their lips to meet. A feather light brush, soft and barely there. Followed another, slightly deeper, but still gentle. Then the last, longer and firmer than the first two, air leaving his lungs as he gave himself over to it.]
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One foot is already over that invisible line, and the other is ready poised and ready to follow. Only it's going to drag, going to destroy that line completely in it's wake. Leave them nothing to go back to should this fail.
It would be foolish to think they could just stop this and go back. This wasn't the Regalia, and there were no u-turns in life or death. They wouldn't be able to repair should this new, fragile thing be damaged.
He still wants it. Wants that heart he feels beating underneath the surface. Wants to give his own in return. But is it fair to only give half when he's being given a whole in return? Is it right to only ever love someone half as much as you possibly could?
What was the right answer?
Luna wasn't here. Ignis was. Luna would want him to be happy. Ignis was one of the sources of that happiness. Scales and balances, each side weighing heavy. But Luna wasn't here, and no one else has arrived but them. Most weren't lucky enough to have anyone from their own world arrive with them. The chances of Luna suddenly appearing were slim. Low enough that they could almost be zero.
Instead it was Ignis who was here beside him. Always having his back. Watching over him. Taking care of him. Ignis deserved to have this for himself. This one thing.
And so Noctis gave it. Finally.
They were so close. All it took was lifting his head for their lips to meet. A feather light brush, soft and barely there. Followed another, slightly deeper, but still gentle. Then the last, longer and firmer than the first two, air leaving his lungs as he gave himself over to it.]