[Taste tested and everything. He'd been careful, of course. Mostly because hell, if he was going to steal his younger sister's hard work, it'd just be embarrassing if she'd mixed up salt with sugar or whatever. He'd stolen a few from a previous batch before committing to stealing these, and they were pretty damn good. If he did say so himself.]
Yeah, for you.
[Ignis probably doesn't believe that they're his actual work. He's too sharp for that- and he knows Gladio well enough to know that he doesn't have the patience for the more finicky parts of baking. But he knows he's got the balls to get bitten and scratched. And hit. A lot. As well as the balls to take the majority of the fallout for Clarus' newest headache with his children.
He returns the kiss when it's given gently, unable to not show his surprise. He should have known Ignis would have something in mind. Hell, he can see the man organizing something while doing everything else, even as overwhelming as the day's been today.]
Damn, Iggy.
[When Ignis pulls back, he does- a hand reaching back for his seatbelt.]
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Yeah, for you.
[Ignis probably doesn't believe that they're his actual work. He's too sharp for that- and he knows Gladio well enough to know that he doesn't have the patience for the more finicky parts of baking. But he knows he's got the balls to get bitten and scratched. And hit. A lot. As well as the balls to take the majority of the fallout for Clarus' newest headache with his children.
He returns the kiss when it's given gently, unable to not show his surprise. He should have known Ignis would have something in mind. Hell, he can see the man organizing something while doing everything else, even as overwhelming as the day's been today.]
Damn, Iggy.
[When Ignis pulls back, he does- a hand reaching back for his seatbelt.]
Alright. Sounds good.