[All Noctis truly wants is to be with Ignis. To be at his side. To have his back. To protect him. To fight with him. To love him and make love with him. And he has it. All of it. Right there in the palm of his hand. Held onto like it's something precious and fragile despite the pillar of strength it's built upon.
Noctis doesn't waste time snuggling back down. Into the warmth of Ignis' arms and the blankets that surround them. Sleep isn't far off, already taking a hold of him, drawing him in steadily.]
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Noctis doesn't waste time snuggling back down. Into the warmth of Ignis' arms and the blankets that surround them. Sleep isn't far off, already taking a hold of him, drawing him in steadily.]
Thank you, Iggy. For everything.