Just like me you've got needs

[piercetheheart]

Who: Gladio & Ignis
When: evening after Truth or Dare
Where: One of the therapy offices
What: Apologies need to happen
Warnings: None yet?


This should be familiar by now. Wherever Iggy is, whatever he's doing, the tiger lily that has been absent all afternoon slinks over to him, butting his head into one hip, demanding pettings that rustle the limp dry leaves in his fur dangerously. He rumbles a curious sound, gently tugging at the hem of Ignis' shirt. Leo is a little slower than usual, a little less insistent than he'd normally be. The desert heat is dangerous for all of them but the lilies are struggling far more than the others. If Ignis is observant he may feel a damp patch of fur in the big cat's ruff.

So maybe Gladio had let himself cry over his kitten for awhile earlier.

Gradually Leo will lead him to one of the group therapy rooms, pawing the door open and nudging him towards the cushy armchair beside the desk and Gladio settled on the floor beside it, on his knees waiting to see if Ignis would even answer Leo's coaxing or if he was still too mad to face him.

Comments

[shatteredlenses]

"You were talking about me wearing his coat?" Ignis blushes slightly and then sinks down into the chair more, because obviously after all of the talk about how they were communicating and working things out, Gladio mentioning to Ardyn that the advisor looks cute in his coat is the most important thing.

After taking a minute to resist covering his face with his hands, Ignis finally moves onto the more serious topic, "Yes it does. That is wonderful! I'm glad you were able to make some progress. I know it's not quite the amount of contact you would like, but it's a big step forward."

And it's adorable, but at least he is kind enough not to say it out loud.

[piercetheheart]

Seeing Ignis get all flustered over the discussion of how cute he is only makes Gladio smile wider, even more pleased that he's not only made a point but also gotten the advisor all out of sorts. "It's more than I was expecting so I'm good with it."

Then Gladio is shifting up onto his knees again, scooting forward to straddle the pan of water, leaning against Ignis' legs to pin him to the chair. A mumbled "c'mere" and then one wet hand is tugging at his shirt, pulling Ignis forward gently so Gladio can kiss him.

"Sides I can kiss you all I want."

[shatteredlenses]

Ignis hums contentedly, resisting just long enough to mutter, "That you can," before giving in and sinking into the kiss. His hands run up Gladio's arms, coming to rest on his shoulders where they rub gently.

For now, he will ignore the fact Gladio is getting his shirt all wet. After all, it's not like the heat won't dry it out soon enough.