[How could he ever try to avoid Noctis, Ignis wonders when he feels that grip on his hand. He holds on too, listening to the relieved exhale and his heart breaks. He never wanted to leave this boy alone, he never wanted to avoid him. And he's glad Noctis asked for him again, subtly, but still, reminding him of his role. Of what he swore to do.
While Ignis thought he had enough of people touching him, steering him, he finds it welcoming when Noctis does. It's different, because it's Noctis. Because Ignis misses him, he misses being close, he misses seeing him... He leans against him a little as they walk that short distance back to the door in silence. He knows Noctis is probably alright to go, he isn't tired; not physically after all, but this time, Ignis takes that lie.
He doesn't say anything as Noctis leads him inside, it's enough for him to be close. It's enough. And his heart swells from pain and relief still. He reaches for Noctis' arm as he feels the mattress dip next to him. Ignis feels like a child in some way and he hates it, but as long as Noctis is there, it's fine. It'll be fine. He just wished he could gather more courage.]
Thank you. Want me to lay down with you?
[Because he can't just sit here. He can't watch Noctis anymore, but if he holds him, it'll be the same. Then Ignis can make sure that Noctis is there and safe, even if the only thing he can do for him is to just put his arms around him.]
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Date: 2019-07-29 10:24 pm (UTC)While Ignis thought he had enough of people touching him, steering him, he finds it welcoming when Noctis does. It's different, because it's Noctis. Because Ignis misses him, he misses being close, he misses seeing him... He leans against him a little as they walk that short distance back to the door in silence. He knows Noctis is probably alright to go, he isn't tired; not physically after all, but this time, Ignis takes that lie.
He doesn't say anything as Noctis leads him inside, it's enough for him to be close. It's enough. And his heart swells from pain and relief still. He reaches for Noctis' arm as he feels the mattress dip next to him. Ignis feels like a child in some way and he hates it, but as long as Noctis is there, it's fine. It'll be fine. He just wished he could gather more courage.]
Thank you. Want me to lay down with you?
[Because he can't just sit here. He can't watch Noctis anymore, but if he holds him, it'll be the same. Then Ignis can make sure that Noctis is there and safe, even if the only thing he can do for him is to just put his arms around him.]